Long, dangerous legs, an ass that wouldn’t quit, lush curves clad in skimpy black leather. Flaming red hair that wafted on the breeze the rumble of a thousand Harleys filled the air. Draven couldn’t draw his eyes from the gorgeous redhead whose hair reminded him of the flames on the side of his bike.
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