"Are you doing good back there, little dove?" he asked, his voice low.
"Yeah," I said softly, my voice a bit breathless as I unlocked my fingers and looked out at the view. "It is... it is absolutely beautiful up here, Stone. I honestly did not expect to like riding a motorcycle this much."
Stone turned his upper body around slightly so he could look at my face, his eyes dark and intense. "Good. Because I plan on taking you on a whole lot more rides in the future." His voice dropped to a deeper, more possessive rumble. "I really like the feeling of your body wrapped around mine like this, Tessa. It makes me feel like you are finally starting to accept exactly where you belong."
I swallowed hard, a lump forming in my throat as that familiar, painful conflict began to rise up inside my ch
