(LANCE)
The Harley tore through the back roads at breakneck speed, the wind whipping around us like a living storm. Eliona clung to my back, half-naked, her leather cut the only thing covering her body. Her bare t**s pressed against me, her thighs sticky with my c*m as she straddled the vibrating seat behind me. I reached back with one hand, shoved two fingers into her soaked p***y while I kept the throttle wide open, and f****d her with my hand as we rode.
“Hold on tight, baby,” I growled over the roar of the engine. “Because the family secrets are about to surface, and they’re uglier than you can imagine.”
She moaned loudly, pushing back against my fingers as I curled them deep inside her, the wind carrying her cries away into the night.
“The Phantom Riders m******e wasn’t just a ran
