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close to all that muscly yumminess, Desi’s nipples hardened beneath her shirt and she crossed her arms over her chest. “What was the message?”
    “You all stocked up on honey?”
    She blurted a laugh and felt her cheeks burn hot as embarrassment coursed through her veins. “I always have honey, Griffin. It’s one of my favorite treats.”
    “That so? Let’s go for a ride.” He set his beer down and walked past her for the door.
    She ran through the crowd to Steph. “I’m going with him. Don’t wait up.”
    “Enjoy the ride.” Steph shook her head and laughed.

Two
    W hen Desi stepped outside into the cool, Connecticut night air, Griffin was straddling his motorcycle as it rumbled loudly between his solid thighs. Excitement blasted through her and she pressed a hand to her stomach in an effort to calm her nerves. She’d had her eye on him for months but hadn’t made a move.
    Griffin had an air of confidence that rolled off him in palpable waves. It was so powerful, oftentimes she could feel his presence from the top of her head down to her toes before spotting him in a crowd. It made her body hum and tingle but also made him more than a little intimidating.
    Griffin looked up at her, cigarette clenched between his lips, and patted the small bitch seat behind him. “Mount up.”
    Desi gripped his shoulder, stepped onto the foot peg, and swung her leg over the sissy bar. Once seated, she wrapped her arms around his waist. She had no idea where they were going, and really, she didn’t care. All that mattered was she was riding on the back of Griffin’s bike and with any luck, him later. “Ready.”
    The summer night air felt cool once they were moving and tickled her bare arms. She pressed herself closer to his back as they sped through the dark, winding hills of the back roads. He slowed the bike and navigated into the small dirt parking lot of the local town lake.
    “What’re we doing here?” She smoothed her hands around his sides, stealing a feel of his narrow waist before letting go and getting off the bike.
    “I like it here. Come on.” He dismounted, shot her a grin, and walked away.
    She hesitated a moment in an attempt to tamp down the nervous energy steadily consuming her body and then followed. The area had a few lampposts scattered about, but for the most part, this section of the park was dark.
    Griffin sat down on a bench, stretched his long legs out in front of him and lit a smoke.
    The tall maple trees in this section danced and swayed in the light breeze, their leaves making their own melody. She walked a few feet ahead of him and stared out at the water. “It’s peaceful here at night.”
    After a few minutes, his voice vibrated through her. “C’mere, Desi.”
    Heat swirled low in her belly. God, she loved the way her name sounded on his lips. She turned and stepped in front of him. “Yes?”
    He snubbed out his cigarette on the ground and then grabbed her hand and tugged her forward to straddle his lap. “That’s better.”
    What would he do to her? Anything he wanted, she hoped. Willingness and anticipation vibrated in her limbs as she settled against his muscled body. She placed her hands on his shoulders and gazed down at him. “Agreed.”
    His eyes were shadowed in the dim lighting, but his expression was clear. Confident and sure of his cravings; he looked like a man who was used to getting whatever he wanted. Griffin traced her lips with his fingertip then trailed it down her chin to her throat. “Tell me about the honey.”
    Desi’s skin prickled with heat. I’m going to burn to ash. “Well—” she ran her hands down his chest, “—I want to pour honey all over you.”
    He dipped his chin and raised both brows. “And then what?” Griffin moved his hands down her sides to her waist then to her ass.
    “Then I’d lick and suck you clean, of course.” She smirked.
    “Honey can get pretty sticky.” He tightened his grip on her ass and nipped her chin.
    She