He love me. He wants me to be his wife.
He told me not to rush my feeling, that he would wait for me. I went silent as my mind was trying to process his statement, so I just nodded when he declare his love for me.
I looked at him as he put on his helmet.
I didn't know how I could be loved by this gorgeous hotness of a man.
"Ali, stop looking at me like you want me to do the nasty again. It's almost noon, I want to ride this beast at a proper speed, I don't want to be stuck in traffic." He gave my helmet, I put it on and sit behind him. I sighed as the engine roar under me. It was smooth, yet powerful, then he head out to the street and speed off expertly. My hand circled his waist, while my tighs align with his.
The weather was perfect, the traffic was sparse, he did smooth turns an
