Secret Weapon

“Oh, a surprise?” She wasn’t sure if she wanted a surprise, especially from Sloan. But she was committed now as she followed him to the elevator.

She stepped off at the lobby and she followed him out the front door, then down the street. He stopped in front of a big black motorcycle.

“I didn’t know you rode a motorcycle.”

“There’s a lot about me you don’t know.” He unlocked the case at the back and pulled out a helmet, which he handed to her.

She pulled on the helmet, then glanced down at her straight black skirt. “Hmm.”

He chuckled as he pulled on a black leather jacket he’d stowed in the storage compartment. “What? My wild and passionate Janine is going to let a little thing like a skirt stop her from enjoying an adventure with a man?”

She compressed her lips and grabbed the sides of her skirt, wriggling it up a little, then climbed onto the backseat of the big machine. A couple of young guys passing by whistled at her show of leg.

Sloan glanced at her black-stocking-clad thighs in appreciation, then climbed onto the bike in front of her.

“Hang on.” He thrust his leg down and the machine rumbled to life.

She wrapped her arms around his waist, her fingers gliding over the supple leather of his jacket. Sloan pulled into the noontime traffic and zoomed down the road. About ten minutes later, the bike zipped along the highway. Janine rested her head against Sloan’s back, protecting her face from the wind.

After about a twenty-minute ride, he pulled off on a small side road, which got smaller as they followed it through trees, until finally it petered off into a dirt road. Still he drove until finally he took another side road. Janine could see the glitter of water ahead.

He pulled off the road to a clearing in the trees with the banks of the lake only yards away, then turned off the engine.

“It’s pretty isolated, so I thought it would be the perfect place for a picnic.”

The clear blue sky above and the sunlight glittering on the calm water made a beautiful view.

“It’s lovely.”

He got off the bike, and she took the hand he offered to help her climb down.

“I packed some sandwiches and juice,” he said.

As he stepped forward to retrieve the lunch, she stepped in his path. “You know, why don’t we forget about eating right now?” She stroked her hand over his shoulder, then down the front of his leather jacket. Her fingers caught the zipper tab and she dragged it down. Slowly.

“I can think of something else I’d much rather do right now than have lunch.”

She flattened her other hand on his solid chest and caressed. The feel of hard muscle under her palm sent thrills through her. The zipper tag hit the end and his jacket fell open. He shrugged it off, then tugged off his black T-shirt.

“Well, there’s an offer I can’t refuse,” he said.

Her gaze fell to the tanned flesh of his bulging arms and broad chest, and traveled down to his ridged abs. She smiled and pressed him back against the bike, then ran her hand over his bulging crotch. She glanced around. No one was anywhere in sight, and they were so far off the beaten path she was sure no one would happen upon them.

She unfastened his black leather belt and unzipped his jeans. His erection had pushed past the waistband of his boxers, and several inches of cock peeked over the edge. She tucked her fingers under the waistband and drew it down, exposing the top half of his shaft.

He kicked off his shoes, then pushed his jeans and boxers down in one motion and stepped out of them. Now he stood before her naked except for his socks. And she was fully clothed. It was an incredibly sexy situation.

Her fingertips brushed against the satin skin of his shaft, and she wrapped her fingers around it. Of course, he was so thick she couldn’t close her fingers around him. She stroked up and down, loving the feel of his big, marble-hard member in her hand.

“How sturdy is that bike?” she asked. “On the stand, I mean.”

He grinned. “It’ll hold both our weights without falling down, if that’s what you’re asking.”

“That’s exactly what I’m asking.”

He wrapped his hands around her hips, pulled her to him, and kissed her, his mouth caressing hers with passion. She felt his fingers at her back, then he glided her skirt down, revealing her black pantyhose.

“You seemed to be having some difficulty with your skirt on the way here, so I wanted you to be comfortable.”