“Here you go. I threw a couple things in there that I thought you might need,” she said as she winked at me. “Hi, Drake. Hope you guys have fun tonight. Make sure you take good care of my girl.”

“Don’t worry, Aubrey. I always take very good care of my girl,” he growled at us. “Right, baby?”

I nodded, and Aubrey handed me my purse. I peeked inside and discovered that she had stocked it with a clean pair of panties, condoms, and gum. I raised shocked eyes to her and she flashed me a huge grin as she shooed us out of the room.

Drake’s car wasn’t waiting at the curb like usual. In its place was a gleaming black Harley. “You own a motorcycle?”

He shook his head. “Not mine. I borrowed it from a buddy. Wanted to take you for a ride, feel your body wrapped around me. You ever been on one before?”

“Sure have. Jackson has one. His dad loves ‘em. It’s been a couple years though.”

“Then you know the drill,” he said as he handed me a helmet off the back. “Hop on.”

Riding behind Drake was very different from riding with Jackson when I was younger. I wrapped my arms around his body and held on tight as we took off. My breasts pushed against his back, and my nipples pebbled in reaction. My thighs were wrapped outside of his. I could feel his muscles ripple as he controlled the bike. The heat from his body radiated through his clothes as I hugged him even closer and wiggled in my seat a little.

His hand tugged one of mine lower, away from his abdomen. Our hands brushed against his hard cock before he placed my hand on his thigh. He groaned in response as I squeezed his leg. “It’s a good thing we aren’t going very far. I underestimated how good it feels to have you snuggled against me. Need to be careful since I have precious cargo on board.”

I relaxed against him and enjoyed the feel of the bike rumbling beneath me. As we drove into town, I quickly guessed our destination. “Golden Wall? Yummy!”

“Wanted to enjoy another of your favorites with you tonight.”

“Best Chinese food in town and the best guy around. I’m a lucky girl.”

“I’m the lucky one, Alexa. I know you weren’t sure about giving me a chance. Hope this last week has shown you that I’m worth the risk.”

He pulled the bike into a parking spot next to the restaurant and waited for me to get off before placing the kickstand. I handed him the helmet and ran my fingers through my hair to fix it.

“You look great, Alexa. Don’t worry about your hair. Makes you look like we just rolled out of bed.”

“Helmet head is different from bed head, Drake.”

“Here’s hoping I find that out for myself soon,” he said as we walked into the restaurant.

I waited until we were seated before responding. “Maybe you won’t have to hope much longer. I don’t think I want to wait anymore.”

“Babe, shit. You can’t say stuff like that before we’ve even ordered our meal. Fuck! How am I going to make it through dinner? Are you sure?”

“100% sure, no. It’s been a long time for me, but you’re driving me crazy!”

“I’m not gonna take you until you’re ready to commit to me, but there’s lots of other stuff I can do to tide both of us over until you’re ready.”

“Drake,” I sighed. The waiter appeared at our table as I gazed pleadingly at him.

His eyes held mine as he spoke. “I’m sorry, but something’s come up. Could we get a couple drinks and order our food to go?”

Drake ordered himself a beer and a glass of white wine for me. The waiter didn’t ask for identification, and I was grateful for the shot of courage the alcohol would provide. When the waiter brought us our drinks, he ordered a few different menu items for us to take with us. He pulled his phone out and focused on the screen for a few minutes before nodding in satisfaction.

Drake’s heated gaze rested on me as he sipped his beer. I nervously gulped my wine, feeling anxious all of the sudden. “Nothing to fear with me, Alexa. I’ll take good care of you, I swear.”

“It’s just nerves. I wouldn’t have said anything if I didn’t trust you to some degree already.”

“We’ll only go as far as I think you’re ready. No sex tonight, babe. But I promise to take the edge off for you.”

The waiter came back with our food, and Drake handed him his credit card. He must have thought it was an emergency with how quickly the food was prepared. He returned with the slip for Drake to sign in less than a minute, and we were on our way out the door. Drake put the bag of food into the saddlebag on the side, and we roared out of the parking lot as soon as I was settled behind him. I quickly realized that we weren’t headed back towards campus though.