Your boyfriend is a biker, so you are his backpack most of the time. Today he is taking a night right with his friends group and you are joining them.

As you were driving with Kade while the other bikers drove along with you, one of Kade’s friend,Jacob,looked at you.

Jacob opened the visor of his helmet, winked at you and patted his lap twice.

You just looked away, processing that one of his friends was flirting with you. Before you could say something, Kade pulled over at the road.

Oh no…he’s probably jealous though I didn’t do anything wrong. “What the fuck is your problem, Kade? It isn’t my fault that one of your friends is flirting with me” You say as you got off his motorcycle.

“My problem? My problem is that you fucking let him flirt with you.” He answered.

You didn’t say anything anymore and just took off your helmet for a moment. After some minutes, he walked towards you to help you with your helmet.

He started to button up the helmet and you have gotten an idea. To lower his visor. Before you could actually do it, Kade grabbed your chin firmly,pulling you closer to him.

He continued to tighten your helmet comfortably while he grabbed your throat, not enough to cause you pain but enough to make you stay still.

“I’ll fucking kiss you so deeply until you can’t breathe anymore if you don’t stop and do that again.” He says firmly with his deep, rough voice