Born to Ride_A Clubhouse Collection

chapter 23 ~ Jade

Shit. My bravado of a moment ago left me the instant I saw the Harley. What was I thinking? Maybe I should just wait for the taxi after all.

Looking perplexed, Ryder stared at me, a deep frown marring the face I was liking more and more every time I saw it.

“What?” I challenged, sounding a hell of a lot braver than I actually felt.

He shook his head. “Nothing.”

“Don’t lie to me, Ryder. Not now.”

He shrugged. “Just ain’t never had a woman on the back of my bike.”

“R...really?” I choked out.

I didn’t know how this shit worked and I was losing my nerve. Fast.

He smiled, a beautiful genuine smile that lit up his face for a moment—one I’d never seen before. Ryder was breathtaking when he smiled. My heart did a little three sixty degree flip.

“Guess there’s always a first time. Guess this is an emergency.”

“Hmmm. Ryder?”

“What now, woman?”

“I...I think I’d better take a taxi after all. I’m not dressed for this.”

He looked me up and down, a lascivious grin on his face and lust in his eyes. I can do that to him, just standing here? Wow.

“If you think I’m letting you go after all that, you’re mistaken. I don’t play the knight in shining armour to just any woman.”

What does he mean?

He straddled the beast and nodded. “Get on.”

I shook my head.

“F*ck, bitch, don’t test me. I said, get on. Now.” He growled.

My mouth went dry. He called me bitch. What the hell had I gotten myself into?

I heard Marcus’s voice. The idiot had followed us. Tenacious prick. “Jade. Get back here. Don’t you f*cking dare get on that motorcycle with that dickhead!”

That was it. I pulled my dress right up my thighs till the lacy tops of my stockings were exposed. Ryder’s eyes widened and his jaw tightened. He cocked his head, waiting for me. I grabbed hold of his arm and swung a leg over the seat.

I felt like a tramp. I felt rebellious. But most of all, I felt free.

The bike roared to life beneath my ass, the rumble sending shockwaves through my body—from my barely covered p-ssy, to every cell in my body.

So this is what it’s like to feel alive.

This was what I’d been missing.

Adventure. Freedom. Living.

Really living. F*ck yeah.

Ryder pulled my arms around his waist and squeezed my hands. It sent a ripple straight to my core. Sweet Jesus, was I going to have an orgasm on his bike? I squeezed my thighs together, which only made me grip Ryder’s hips tighter.

“Princess—” His gravelly voice rumbled from his chest.

Marcus stood in front of us. “Get off the bike, Jade. I’m not telling you again. You look like a whore. I’m not having my future wife behave in such an atrocious manner. You’ve made your point. Now get off.”

“You don’t get it do you, Marcus? I’m not marrying you. Ever. You’re a douche-bag. Who knows where else that cock has been since I became your girlfriend?”

Ryder turned his head and glared at Marcus. I squeezed my thighs again, gripping his hips even tighter. Then I leaned my cheek against his back and hugged his torso. Tightly.

“Hold on,” he shouted.

The bike roared as we pulled away from the curb, into the traffic.

I looked back at Marcus. His shirt was still untucked. My ex-boyfriend raked his hand through his hair, scowling. As juvenile as my actions may have seemed, I couldn’t resist it—I smiled and flipped him the finger.

I could get used to this. Being badass. It rocked!

I let go.

Of everything.

The wind whipped my neatly styled hair around my face. My dress rode up my thighs till my naked ass was sticking to the leather of the seat. So much for thongs. The vibration of the beast made my body tremble with anticipation. Every thought left my mind as I just absorbed the sensation: my cheek to leather, and the warmth of Ryder’s hard body.

It felt so...right. Like I belonged.

I wanted to live, be wild, even if just for tonight.

“Where to?” Ryder bellowed above the rumble of the bike and the traffic noise.

“Anywhere. Just take me away from here. Just for tonight. Please.”

“Yeah,” he groaned, his voice raw.