Shifter Short Stories
I ask, sliding my hands under his shirt.
"I want to take you inside, take off your clothes, and slide into something wet, but I don't know if you can handle something as big as me. So I guess we can sit in the house and drink lemonade." Oh, he's hilarious. Why does him talking like that make me so wet? I'm supposed to be a lady. Yeah, right. I don't buy that either. I'm a biker bunny, and right now, the only thing I want is him inside of me.