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And he was noticing her now more than ever. After letting his gaze slide up her body from her dainty silver heels to the exposed cleavage of her dress, he cleared his throat. “You’re going to have to hike your skirt up to your hips, Baby girl.”

She bit into the bottom corner of her lip and shifted her weight back and forth. Every time she bit that lip—and it was often—his cock got hard.

He leaned the bike on the kickstand, stepped toward her, palmed her cheek, and used his thumb to dislodge her lip. “Stop that,” he whispered. “You have no idea what that does to me.”

She gasped, her eyes adorably wide.

He turned and opened his saddlebag to pull out a spare helmet. When he grabbed it, he also accidentally wrapped his fingers around the fluffy paw of the teddy bear at the bottom of the bag.

Rock rarely opened this bag. He rarely needed the spare helmet. He hadn’t thought about the teddy bear in the bottom in a long time. Every member of his MC carried one just in case they encountered a damsel in distress. In the case of the Shadowridge Guardians MC, the damsel would most likely be aLittle girl. Not someone young but a full-grown adult who liked to be nurtured and cared for.

He hesitated before turning around. There was no way in hell Lyla had any knowledge of age play or Daddy Doms. Though she’d given him submissive vibes and tendencies for the past two years, she was far too innocent and ignorant about the fetish community.

She was, however, an adult. Judging by the tears and sadness he’d seen in her eyes, she was also a damsel in distress.What the hell? Why not?

Turning around, Rock held out the stuffed bear. “Hold this for me, Little Lyla.”

She tentatively reached out and took it before bringing it to her chest. “Why do you have a stuffed animal in your saddlebag, Rock?” she asked while he settled the helmet over her hair.

He hated that he was ruining her expensive hairdo, but it was late. She surely would have taken it down soon anyway.

He shrugged, trying to be nonchalant as he fastened the buckle under her chin. “Never know when you might need a teddy bear.” His gaze was on her lips, and he loved the way she slowly smiled.

“You’re full of surprises tonight.”

“Yep.”More than you can imagine.

Granted, he had no thoughts about getting her naked. Not a chance in hell. She probably hadn’t ever been kissed let alone fucked. He absolutely wasn’t going to go down that path.

What the fuckareyou doing then, asshole?

Okay, maybe he hadthoughtabout doing every imaginable dirty thing to her, but he’d never acted on it, and he wouldn’t tonight either. Nope.

“You gonna pull that skirt up, Baby girl, or do you want me to do it?”

Her breath hitched as she reached down and shimmied the skin-tight material up her legs until it was gathered just below her pussy.

Rock held his breath as he climbed onto his bike. He patted the seat behind him. “Have you ever ridden before, Baby girl?” He knew she hadn’t. Hell, her parents would probably have a fit if they knew this was happening.

Ward and June Cleaver were polite people who tolerated Rock, but even after two years of friendship with their son, they still eyed him skeptically. Rock was pretty sure the only reason they’d welcomed him into their home at all in the beginning was because they suspected Rock was the reason Jackson was passing calculus. They weren’t wrong.

Lyla shook her head. “I have on heels and this dress is totally inappropriate.”

“You’ll be fine.” He pointed to the rung just behind him. “Put your foot there and swing over. Don’t take your feet off the rungs while I’m driving.”

This entire unplanned scenario had his dick harder than he could ever remember. His girl—okay, she wasn’t his girl at all and never had been, but he’d thought of her ashisfor two years—was standing next to his bike with her dress hiked up, her tits tormenting him, and that damn teddy bear clutched in her arms.

His heart nearly stopped when she planted her left foot and grabbed his shoulders to swing her other leg over. And it skipped a beat entirely when she tucked the bear between them, flattened her front to his back, and set her hands on his hips.

“I’m scared. What if I fall off?” There was a tremor in her voice.

He grabbed her hands and pulled them all the way around his middle. “You won’t fall, Baby girl. I’d never let that happen. Hold on tight. Don’t let go. When I lean one way or the other, lean with me.”

When he fired up the engine, she nearly jumped off the seat. “Oh,” she exclaimed with no filter as she used her thighs to keep her cute ass suspended above the leather.

Fuck. Me.

His only reaction was a smirk over his shoulders. “Yeah. Now you know why chicks dig bikes.” With that, he took off, leaving her posh neighborhood.

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