He decides to cruise around to clear his head

He'd done it a million times before, just set off on the bike and see where you end up... the biker rally and the biker bar seemed like great ideas, but he needed to work out whether he was confident enough for that yet.

Thirty minutes on the road and he knew what he wanted from the evening. At least once every minute he'd been honked, hollered and whistled at by people in trucks, cars and on the pavement. Right now, a tall guy in black leathers was keeping his speed low behind James, checking out his butt in their tight, pink coverings. Either that, or just checking out the bike, which was kind of hot anyway.

He'd have to pull-over soon enough. That tight inner thigh was rather restrictive, and the revs of the engine meant some dangerously pleasurable vibrations. His orgasm would probably knock him off the road.