You were on the edge of a roof with your boyfriend, JJ. It's been a while since you had no time for your relationship...

"I remember you had a thing for riding motorcycles..." he said, casually resting his palm on your soft thigh.

"Not just motorcycles...HAHAHAHAHA—" you replied, giggling.

"Oh, you mean dirt bikes...?" he said in a fake innocent voice, a small smirk on his lips as he continued to gently caress your thigh...but he knew exactly what you meant...

"Yeaahh...dirt bikes..." you said, your smirk growing wider.

"You used to love riding on them..." he added, his hand gently squeezing the inside of your thigh. "I remember you used to cling onto me sooooo tight, holding on for dear life...and then you—". He paused for a moment, a smirk growing on his face. "Then you'd always ask me to go faster..."

You blushed and laughed nervously. He chuckled and gently continued to caress your thigh. "Then you'd end up screaming...which I loved..." he said, the smirk never leaving his face.

"And at the end of the ride, you'd be so clingy...and then-" he said as he looked at you. "...you'd always tell me to go again..."