Something new.

Where?

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Ashley's face contorted into anger and she started to get out of her booth to tear this mysterious so called frank up, who even is this guy???
Amy held her down and she gasped "frank. From like nine years ago?!" He gave her a menacing look and shook his head 'no' but for some reason he put his hand on my thigh I squirmed blushing madly his hand raising higher.
I pressed my legs tightly together trying to hide my 'excitement' he smirked he knew damn well whatever the fuck he was doing to me.
Ashley began to shout at him until he grabbed my hand and pulled me out of the booth he stuck three fingers out and waved goodbye, then out of curiosity and guilt from leaving without excusing myself I asked him barely above a whisper: "where are we going? we can't just leave my friends!"  He just smirked and shoved me against the wall his arms trapping me, my heart racing with fear I began to feel my body becoming hot,
He lowered his hands to my waist lifting my shirt up above my hips so he could replace the cold air with his calloused hands.
I gasped, putting my hands on his shoulders giving him a slight shove he growled.
He furiously attacked my neck, not in a harsh way but butterfly kisses.
I began to laugh because the gentle gesture began to tickle the delicate flesh, as he backed away from my neck his smirking lips wanted to touch my skin elsewhere his eyes showed it, his beautiful dark green eyes.
He swayed my hips with his hands and leaned back and whistled "damn, look at you babygirl" he growled, I blushed looking down and shaking my head in shyment "aww" he whispered against my hair as he pulled me in a cold embrace his chin on the top of my head gently kissing it.
My mind began to wander, who the fuck is this man? Why is he here? Specifically for me? I'm not special, not at all! Curiosity killing me I just smiled when he led me to his black motorcycle.
I grinned I always had a thing for guys who drove motorcycles, as we got there he took off his black suit jacket and whipped it around me handing a helmet to me "it's cold, I don't want my baby to get a cold" as he talked he held my chin staring into my eyes.
He held my chin with his index finger his thumb stroking my bottom lip smirking, that ridiculous smirk is always on that boys face was starting to drive me crazy.
He shoved the helmet on my head and he sat down on the bike kicking up the stand and starting the motor reviving it to life when he turned the handle, he yelled instructions so I wouldn't fall off and kill myself by accident.
I did as he said and got close to him scooting my hips against his torso his back against my chest, as I wrapped my arms around his waist, he grabbed them and wrapped them around his stomach he yelled over the roaring engine "hold on tight babe!" I could get his smirk in his statement I shook my head in disbelief, after he thought everything was easy to go, he let the engine growl once more til he drove off into the midnight lights.