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He’s a beauty, a Harley Davidson Sportster and yes, he’s a he because personally, I like riding men.
He growls. “You’re my asset. You’re supposed to do as you’re told.” I laugh. “Did you ever really think that was going to happen?” His hands drop to my hips, and he tugs me towards him. I fall into his chest as he grumbles against my hair. “Never.” I smile against his shirt.
