44This feels done to me, I don't know where else to go with it at this time when I figured out where I wanted to go I finished it. Thanks for hanging in there with me on this one. All the errors are mine. Janet owns them.
Chapter 4
Stephanie woke up to the sound of the shower.
She had the best dream and it didn't involve her on the back of Lester's cycle, or on his boat, but she had to talk to him.
She slipped from the bed and made her way to the bathroom. She entered the steamy room to find her man bare chested dripping wet with a small towel wrapped around his hips. He flashed her his crooked grin before he went back to brushing his teeth.
"How was your shower?" she said while running her hands up his bare back as he finished brushing his teeth, her voice had that gravely just-woke-up sound.
"Lonely," he growled as he stood straighter and leaned back into her embrace, "I could have used the assistance of your capable hands, but you were comatose this morning."
"Well, you can thank yourself for my condition. You kept me busy yesterday, we didn't actually sleep until three this morning, and I'm still a little tired." Her eyes twinkled with mischief, "I wanted to talk to you about something."
"Talk?" He turned to wrap his arms low around her waist, she felt cool against his shower warmed body. She shivered so he pulled her close and brushed his mouth against her neck and whispered, "I will listen to whatever you want, but I am more willing to get back into that shower with you to do that listening."
Smiling up at him, she turned in his arms so her back was to his front, and said "I have no problem with that." She pulled him behind her as he pulled at his towel and dropped it to the floor. Showering together was one of Lester's favorite things and Stephanie knew just how much he enjoyed being with her in his shower retreat. If she didn't want him in there with her she needed to make sure he was out of the house before she got in or his 'shower radar' would bring him to her every time.
"Mami, I am ready to listen." He leaned his muscular frame over her as he spoke.
"Lester, I have really been enjoying myself with you."
"Good that was the plan." He said as he picked up a blue bottle and squeezed some liquid soap from it onto a sponge and began working it into lather. His large hands then turned her around and he began to work the suds over her shoulders and down her back.
"Did you know that I got my cycle endorsement years ago and I've kept it ever since?"
"Okay, what are you asking Beautiful? You wanna sit up front now?" He smirked.
"No, not exactly. I didn't have the means to buy a bike of my own before. And, well, actually I want to go look at one to buy for me now. I have the money to afford one now and after being on the back of yours, which is pretty awesome by the way, I really want to have that control on one of my own. What do you think? Do we have time to go look?"
"I think that some negotiations will need to occur first." He slowly worked the lather over her entire body. Then she returned the gesture. They didn't exit the shower until both of them were completely clean and sated.
"Let's check out some cycles."
"Now?"
"Oh yeah, I've been waiting for this."
"Huh?"
"You'll see, just get on the back of my bike. We'll be there in ten."
She couldn't believe she didn't see this coming. After all the time they spent together he really did know her better than she knew herself sometimes. Lester had already paid for a motorcycle for her. She just had to go pick it out. He was ready with insurance and licensing processing waiting for Stephanie to choose her ride so he could pass the VIN numbers on to the folks who would handle the technical stuff.
"Are you serious? I can pick out any of these?" She was running her hands over the seat and gas tank of a blue Kawasaki before she swung her leg over to sit on it. "Ooooooooohhhhhhhhhhh," she purred as she gripped the handlebars and twisted the throttle, "I like this. Can I take a test ride?"
The dealer just nodded and asked for a copy of her endorsement. He left to get her some keys and verification plates. She, Lester and the dealer put their gear on, got on their bikes and rolled out of the dealer shop. The ride was brief, she knew she wanted this bike the moment she put it in gear. The ride just confirmed her decision.
Back at the dealership -Lester's POV
Fuck! I can't believe how hot she looks on that bike. I'd follow her wherever she rides. I had imagined her on her own bike with me along ever since she rode the Ducati's Ranger and Morelli had. I thought she's want one of those or maybe a Buell but she liked this one and knows what she wants, who am I to argue. She looks like sex on wheels. Damn that girl, I can't tell if she looks better on the bike or getting off, that helmet removal just got added to my fantasy highlight reel. I am one lucky man.
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