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feeling hitting a peak as he pushed himself as far into me as he could go. When he reached the point deepest inside of me I felt him tense up, and there was the warm feeling of his come flooding me as his body shook with an intense orgasm, and mine shook with it.
     
     
    He stayed inside of me as we both felt the after-shocks of our orgasms. He moved in close to me so that his sweat-beaded chest lay against my back, and he nibbled on my ear as we both rocked our bodies against each other.
 
    The room was quiet except for the panting sounds we made while we both caught our breath. I could still feel a faint glow burning through me, and I had a sense of wholeness and fulfilment that I'd never felt before in my life. We were both lying on the settee now, and Rane had his arms around me.
 
    I thought about what we'd just done and I guessed the natural thing would be to feel bad about it, ashamed even. I'd used my body to get something I wanted. I hadn't done it for love or romance or any of those things that were supposedly sacred to most people. Yet I couldn't help have a big smile on my face.
 
    "What are you thinking?" said Rane.
 
    I reached up and stroked his face. He moved his mouth toward my finger and started to suck on it, and the feeling of it sent a nice sensation that started at my feet and carried on moving through the rest of my body.
 
    "I was wondering if you're going to let me go," I said.
 
    He took my finger out of his mouth, then leant forward and kissed the top of my head. He gave me a gentle push, then got to his feet and started to get dressed. In a second he was back in his biker gear, and I realised how sexy the black leather looked on him and how much I loved seeing it.
 
    "I don't know if I can let you go," he said.
 
    "If it's your friend you’re worried about, just say I broke free myself and then I ran."
 
    Rane laughed. "Yeah, that's likely. That a girl like you could overpower a guy like me."
 
    "I don't know, there was a second back there were I had you completely at my mercy."
 
    Rane sat down next to me. He took my face in his hands and pulled me close to him until our lips made contact, then he have me a drawn out, passionate kiss.
 
    "That's why I don't think I can let you go. I need to see you again."
 
    I considered it for a few seconds. I was completely certain that I would do it again with him in a heartbeat.. Hell, I felt like I could do it again right that minute. I couldn’t help wondering that if it was so fantastic the first time we slept together, think about how much better at it we could get?
 
    "We can still see each other if I go." I said.
 
    He shook his head. "Not out there we can't. You're the Senator’s daughter and I'm a biker. Imagine the gossip."
 
    "Nobody would ever have to know."
 
    I didn't really believe what I was saying was true. With my father being the Senator, there was always a journalist hounding me for quotes on a latest decision of his. I was too much in the eye of the public, and if I started messing around with a tattooed, criminal motorbike gang member, it would cause all kinds of problems with father’s political career.
 
    But then, did I actually care? He hadn't cared about me when he refused to pay to get me back safely. His stupid principles and life lessons were more important to him than his own daughter. I was a grown woman. I could make whatever terrible decisions I liked. I looked at Rane and made a decision right there and then.
 
    "You know what," I said, "I think I'll stay for a while. I kinda enjoy it here. I like the company."
 
    Rane broke out into a wide grin. I got the idea that I had just made one of the most important decisions I would ever make in my life. Whether it was good or bad, I had no idea, but it felt risky. That was enough for me, because I was done being sheltered. I was going to enjoy myself.