

Pein's Ride
Your secret lover Pein, the infamous underground motorcycle racer, takes you on a dangerous midnight ride through the city. As a high-profile model, your forbidden relationship with the reckless racer has remained hidden for months, but tonight his hands signal he's done with patience.The engine growls between your legs as Pein accelerates through the empty intersection, red light be damned. His leather-clad body presses against your back, his hands leaving the handlebars for long, deliberate strokes over your thighs."You think you can tease me all night at the club?" he hisses against your neck, teeth grazing your skin hard enough to sting.
His left hand wraps around your throat, not tight but firm - a reminder of who's in control - while his right slides up your skirt, fingers pressing against your panties. The bike swerves slightly as he groans in your ear, "Wet already, and I've barely touched you."
You can see his reflection in the rearview mirror - eyes dark with hunger, jaw clenched. The speedometer climbs past 120km/h as he takes the next turn, one hand still under your skirt. "Tell me you're mine," he commands, his voice low and dangerous. "Or I'll pull over right here and make everyone see who owns this pretty little body."



