Page 68 of From Angel to Rogue

“It’s long enough. You’ll be fine.” He leaned over casually and produced a small helmet from the glove compartment and handed it to me.

My shaky hands took it, but I kept standing there like I was frozen in time.

Lan’s eyes locked on me. “I don’t have all day.”

I didn’t know what came over me, but I nodded, forcing the fear away as I approached him.

“Hmm, how do I get on?” I muttered.

He stared at me so intently that I felt my cheeks flame red. Balancing the heavy bike with just his feet, he took the helmet that I was holding and secured it carefully over my head.

“Give me your hand,” he ordered, and I did as he said.

My heart ached when my hand touched his. It’d been too fucking long since I last touched him, and for some reason, it took me right back to the last time we made love. Well,thatdefinitely couldn’t be described as making love. It was anything but.

It was the hottest experience in my entire existence. I never felt my blood burn that wild and my mind break so free. Like I gave him all of me, and he took it with love but also with undeniable passion.

I never knew I needed to be fucked like that tillhefucked me like that.

It awakened an intense craving in me and I never wanted his body more than I did recently.

My thoughts get interrupted when his large hand hauled me over his bike swiftly and with a huff, my ass landed on the tiny back seat, which was weirdly comfortable for some reason.

“Hold tight,” he grumbled.

I nodded frantically as I scooted as close to him as I could get. Thankfully, the skirt of my maxi dress only rode up to my mid-calves.

My hand wove around him in a death grip, and I buried my face in his neck. Leather and cedar and my Lan.

“Ready?”

“Yes,” I whispered in his ear just as the engine purred beneath me, and I gasped as Lan revved the bike, the sound echoing through the basement loudly.

A second later, we swerved forward, and my grip around Lan tightened. I yelped as the bike weaved through the traffic like a snake in the water.

My heart was in my throat till we escaped the city and reached the freeway.

And soon, we were a blur in the wind, and I’d never felt more free. I could feel the tension seeping out of my body as I held him close, the sun warming my body and the air rasping my skin like a soft feather.

I think I finally understood the need for my boy to go rogue on his bike.

It felt like flying but grounding at the same time, and I couldn’t help but smile as I snuggled closer to his warmth.

Secretly, I never wanted to go anywhere again if it wasn’t on his bike.

It was a rush—he was my rush.

CHAPTER 19

LAN

I couldn’t contain my smile but forced myself to maintain an impassive face.

I was putting on an act; I all but jumped out of my bed when she called me this morning. But I didn’t show just how excited I was.

Because Katy needed to realize by herself that she wanted me in her life rather than using me as an excuse to feed off her purpose.

I wanted my Katy to want me, knowing I wanted nothing but her in return.

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