The roar of the engine and the wind and the waves became white noise and he focused on the thrumming between his legs. The raw power of it. God, it was sexy. He hadn't been on a bike since he'd gone out with Maureen.
One hand spread wide against Greg's chest so he could pull himself just a little tighter. Too bad there wasn't any gas. They could do this every day as far as Jack was concerned.
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Date: 2007-04-19 10:14 pm (UTC)One hand spread wide against Greg's chest so he could pull himself just a little tighter. Too bad there wasn't any gas. They could do this every day as far as Jack was concerned.