Ride Free Read Online Free PDF

sighed.
    “Don’t spend your life regretting what you can’t do.” She lifted her head, smiling at him through the liquid pooling on her bottom eyelids. “Let’s not say a word. When you’re ready, you can take me back to my car, kiss me, and without uttering a word, ride away on the wind.”
    He swallowed.
    “No regrets, but a memory to last a lifetime.” She brushed the corner of her eye with a finger.
    He ran both hands over his face and cleared his throat. “Let’s go for that ride.”
    Sarah untangled her legs from around him and swung them off the bike. Before she could hop off, Reefer wrapped his arm around her waist and pulled her against him, so her back pressed into him. He whispered in her ear, “I believe you wanted to drive.”
    “Seriously? But, my feet don’t touch the ground.” She stretched her legs out.
    “Put them on top of my feet, and mind your legs so they don’t hug the engine. It gets pretty hot.” He waited for her to straddle the bike again and get her feet into a comfortable position. “You’ll feel my left foot move on the ride, so pay attention.”
    She nodded.
    “The clutch is on the left handlebar. I’ll help you squeeze when it’s time to shift and my left foot will go down. You’ll have to steer, and remember to lean into the curves.” He nuzzled her neck. “Are you ready?”
    “Yes!”
    The excitement in her voice made him smile.
    “Okay, push that button.” He pointed.
    The engine roared to life.
    “Good girl,” he yelled over the noise. “You turn the right handle grip toward you to make the bike go. You’ll need to baby it to keep control of the motorcycle.”
    He covered her hand with his and, with the bike in neutral, let her rev the throttle. Her ass wiggled between his legs.
    With the clutch in, he kicked into first gear and placed his mouth in the groove of her neck beneath her ear.
    “Alright, Kitten, let’s make this baby purr.”
     
     
     
    Chapter Five
     

     
    By the time Sarah spotted the outdoor lights from the reservation, she controlled everything on the motorcycle, except the gears under Reefer’s foot. His hands lay against the bare skin of her belly under her shirt, and occasionally his head came down to kiss the side of her cheek during the trip back to her car.
    With her concentration on the road and the pressure to keep the speed under control, she kept herself from dwelling on having to say goodbye to him. She didn’t want to walk away, but she must. He needed time to figure out if he was willing to find her again. Her faith that things would work out gave her the confidence that he’d realize she was worth the risk of getting to know better. Although, she hoped he didn’t take too long.
    She let off the throttle, leaned, and turned the bike into the parking lot. Reefer’s hands landed on top of hers, and he brought the bike to a stop beside the other motorcycles. For a few seconds, neither of them moved. She believed their separation would only be temporary, but she still hated leaving after she’d finally found him.
    Her hearing returned after shutting off the engine , and the noise from the crowd filtered over. She lifted her chin and hopped off the motorcycle. She’d need to break away and be the strong one.
    “Thank you seems like such an inadequate thing to say, especially when you’ve given me so much today.” Sarah gazed over at the activities.
    With so much more to say, but knowing that the time wasn’t right, she kept her distance. She closed her eyes and exhaled through parted lips . Keep it simple, and he’ll come back.
    She plastered a smile on her face, turned, and stepped over to Reefer. She ran her hand down the side of his cheek. Her smile wobbled.
    “Goodbye, Reefer. Thanks for the ride of a lifetime.” With tender emotions that boiled to the surface, she showed him how deeply he affected her with a kiss that hinted of what her heart screamed. She backed away, afraid he’d try to touch her and