Pleasure Bound

Zeke climbed off the machine and retrieved her soft leather briefcase from the hard-shell saddlebag where he’d stowed it. He handed it to her and she smiled as she took the strap and pushed it over her shoulder.

“Thanks again. For the ride and for…” She felt her cheeks heat. “… everything.”

He wrapped his arms around her and pulled her close to his body, then captured her lips. His mouth moved on hers with passion and his tongue glided into her mouth. She stroked in return, clinging to his broad shoulders. God, this man was sexy and she couldn’t believe how lucky she was to be with him.

* * *

Zeke finally released Marie, knowing she had to get to work. But he didn’t want to. He wanted to scoop her up and drive away with her, then make sweet passionate love to her. Somewhere warm and sunny, maybe by a lake. Something quite different from this concrete jungle.

She smiled timidly. “Talk to you later.”

Then she turned and walked away.

He’d noticed her uncomfortable glance around after she’d dismounted the Harley. Like she was embarrassed to be seen with him. Well, what did he expect? There she was looking gorgeous and very professional in black pants and a blazer with a red silk blouse. And him … torn jeans and leather chaps, black leather jacket, pierced eyebrow. She probably thanked her lucky stars the jacket covered the tattoos.

As Marie walked toward the double glass doors, another woman approached her and they chatted. They both glanced back to him and Marie nodded, then the other woman giggled. Marie’s cheeks reddened, then she turned to the door.

Shit! Why did he ever think a woman like Marie would want to hang with a guy like him? He’d only embarrass her. Maybe Ty had the right idea after all with his change of image. Marie seemed to want a change of pace with a guy like Zeke, but she’d probably tire of it pretty fast when she had to introduce him to her friends.

He jumped on the Harley and gunned the engine, then roared away into the traffic.

* * *

As Marie got on the elevator, she saw Zeke zoom away. Judy stood beside her as they rode up to their floor.

“So where did you meet him?”

“At my friend’s cottage when I went up for the Labor Day weekend.”

“He is so hot.” Judy nudged her arm. “You’re so lucky!”

Marie smiled. She was indeed.

“So, you got any more like him?”

Marie thought about Ty and realized he was more like Zeke than she’d ever thought. He might seem like a Mr. Nice Guy, but then, deep down inside, so was Zeke. And that wasn’t a bad thing. Caring, sensitive, being a goo

d listener were all great qualities. Wrapping it up in a bad-boy exterior made a dynamite package. And it wasn’t just the exterior. It was the confidence. The authority. The dominating manner.

And Ty had proven he had that all right.

Judy nudged her arm again. “Hey, you’re a million miles away.”

Marie glanced at her and smiled. “Yeah, I guess I was.”

“So, how about it? Any more like him?”

“Yeah.” At Judy’s hopeful gaze, Marie grinned. “But I’m not sharing.”

What the hey. She could be a badass, too.

* * *

Fuck! What the hell have I gotten myself into?

Ty stared at the computer screen, not seeing the window of text in front of him. Damn it. It had been incredible fucking Marie right along with Zeke this morning. Too damned incredible! He had almost imagined he’d felt Zeke’s cock gliding against his as they’d both driven into her at the same time.

Then Zeke had gazed at him and … God, the look on his face. As if … as if he’d been having the same feelings about Ty that Ty had been having about Zeke. Feelings he shouldn’t be having for another guy.