Harley
Slowly, I turn on my back and look up at my man. He smiles, his d**k glistening with my wetness. My cheeks blush at what just happened. I've never done that before.
He smirks, shoving himself back in his jeans.
“That was f*****g hot." He looks up through hooded eyes.
I shake my head, covering my face with my hands.
“Oh my God, no it wasn't. I can't believe I did that." I giggle, embarrassed.
Something heavy and cool falls on my bare t**s and I drop my hands, my shyness fading. It's leather. There's leather in my hands.
Furrowed brows, I sit up and look the jacket over. It's brand new.
My mouth drops, it's not just a jacket. It's an ol' lady cut.
Benji's Ol' Lady, proudly stitched into it. I even have a road name.
“Hyde." Like Jekyll and Hyde. “Viper calls me Hyde." I lau
