There was no use trying to think about the correct answer. There was no use trying to think at all. Not when I felt the infinite amount of pleasure and anticipation.

My shaky hand pointed to a random place under the hood as I gasped "Right there."

Stone released a dark laugh as he moved faster against my sex. He kept going until he felt my walls convulse against his index finger, trying to trap him in.

He stopped moving.

I let out a single cry at the loss of momentum.

"That is wrong, Medusa." He stated and did not bother to give me the right answer.

All I could do was rock my hips and try to find my high by riding his finger. The friction was not enough. I let out a frustrated moan as I tried to encourage him to move.

That moan turned to a sad whimper of loss when he removed the finger and brought it to his lips.

I turned around quickly, full of agitation. I ended up hitting my forehead against his stomach that felt made up of steel. Before I could bounce off his abdomen, he leaned down and caught the back of my thighs.

"I need you." I whined, rubbing myself against him impatiently.

"You will only ever need me." He stated like it was a commandment from a superior being.

The well-built man with the look of unadulterated raw hunger in his eyes lifted me so that I had no choice but to wrap my legs around his middle.

He moved in a haste to carry me towards the nearest available surface. Which so happened to be his motorbike.

My butt perched on the end of his Ducati as he set me down and got rid of the leather skirt blocking his view of me.

The leather seat of the motorcycle was vibrating. It was not because the engine was switched on. It was all due to my whole body shaking with need and excitement.

Like the caveman he was, Stone got rid of the fabric covering my upper half. He shredded the material for having dared to come between him and my skin.

I sat naked on his bike while he stood fully clothed towering over me. The contrast made my body warm with heat. I felt so vulnerable and exposed yet so lusted over.

Stone stopped and watched me for a second. Taking in the view of my panty-less ass on the leather seat.

I pouted up at him nervously "What if someone comes in and sees?"

A low-octaved gnarl left his mouth as his hands protectively roamed my body "Do you think that I would let anyone see you?"

That answered my question. He would probably be a little mad if another man saw me naked.