her
warmth hit me like a heatwave. Her fingers tracing the outline of
my jaw rendered me completely incapable of thought and all I could
do was sit, spellbound by her touch.
"Dom?" she
asked slowly, "What do you want to do with me?"
Reaching up to
find her mouth, I stopped short of kissing her and whispered,
"Everything, Inta. I want to do everything with you. Give this a
chance" before taking her mouth in mine, greedily swallowing her
surprised gasp as I sealed my lips over hers.
"Inta, I want
to take you someplace special. Will you come with me" I asked,
pulling back slightly from our kiss.
"Mmm" she
murmured in agreement against my lips.
Standing, I
lifted her off the desk and steadied her on her feet.
"Here, you'll
need this" I said, passing her my spare helmet.
CHAPTER
SEVEN
We’d been riding for almost an hour before we reached
our destination.
The wind had
been strong throughout the ride and we’d hit patches of sprinkling
rain; not ideal riding conditions with a pillion passenger
especially one as reluctant as Inta to get on the bike. Maybe it
was me, but she was less than interested in going for a ride,
almost pissed off at this being my only mode of transport. I’d
never taken a woman riding before, never really had anyone I was
interested in sharing the experience with, but Inta was different.
She made me feel alive, kept me on my toes, and was beautiful
inside and out.
Even with the
wind and rain, it was an incredible night to be out in the fresh
air. Guided by the bright orange hue of a full moon hanging
expectantly in the night sky, it was a sight to behold. Without
doubt, the water, with it’s reliance on the moon would also be
amazing tonight.
I was nervous
with her on-board though and had concentrated harder on my riding
in the last hour than I had done in years. With Inta on board, I
felt extremely conscious of being careful, of keeping her feeling
safe and building her confidence in me. I wanted her undivided
trust and wanted her to feel the same reassurance in me. If things
were going to progress any further, if there was going to be
something more between us, the relationship would need to be built
on trust, I couldn’t have it any other way.
I had taken a
couple of bends a little too quickly and had felt her cling to me;
having her tucked in close and depending on me was an intoxicating
feeling, one that I didn’t want to lose.
Slowing to a
stop, I steadied the bike before reaching around and tapping her
leg to let her know to hop off. Once she was standing beside me, I
kicked out the stand and stood beside the bike, taking my helmet
and jacket off before reaching over to remove hers. I eased her
helmet off gently and turned to rest it on the bike as her hands
snaked their way around my waist and she rested her head against my
back.
“You’re shaking
Inta. It wasn’t that bad, was it?” I asked her teasingly before
realising something major was wrong.
“Dom… I was
scared the whole time. My brother… he was… he was killed in a
motorbike accident” she breathed.
“Shit Inta, why
didn’t you say so? I’d have never insisted on the ride” I replied,
pulling her into me and holding her tight against my chest.
As her
breathing steadied and she stopped shaking, I held her back at arms
length and asked, “Why didn’t you say something Inta? I would never
have asked you to get on the bike if I’d known. I’m really
sorry”
“It’s ok Dom.
Motorbikes scare me but I'm actually feeling ok, better than I
expected to. My brother, he would’ve survived if he’d not been so
irresponsible. The accident was his fault—he was speeding and ran a
red light… We still don't know why…" she trailed off, the words not
needing to be spoken.
“Inta, I don’t
know what to say. I would never put you in a position where you
felt unsafe and I feel like a bastard for doing it tonight—why
didn’t you say something?”
“I didn’t want
to disappoint you by saying no. I wanted to