Nikolai hugged Nikita's waist, pulling her tight while she leaned slightly forward and clamped the fuel tank with her muscular thighs. Her bike's rumbling engine howled, sending subtle vibrations through his thighs as it sped through the dark, winding streets of S-City.
Tonight, Nikita chose everything.
From the restaurant to their clothing.
He enjoyed the sight of her buttocks spreading slightly as she sat on the bike. Her pseudo-biking attire emphasised every curve of her body to his delight.
'Hm?'
Though he thought they might eat at the familiar restaurant in the eastern district, to his surprise, she leaned to the right, bending the bike onto the opposite route.
She took the exit leading to the western district.
An area filled with more classy and elegant restaurants and hotels.
Brilliant lights flashed as the bike soared through the empty streets, with only a handful of people walking along the sidewalk who turned to glance at the bright red sport-type motorcycle.
