Chilly? We thought you could use a little hot summer lovin’.
We recently partnered with We-Vibe—the ultimate pleasure producers—to host AROUSE, our biggest EVER erotica writing contest. You delivered the sexy; and we’re rolling out the top ten entries we received.
This is Ride or Die by Anonymous.
You were wearing a short skirt
On your bike
Bare legs whipped by the wind
Warm, peachy sun-kissed cheeks
Bouncing up and down
At the red light
Where we stop
Taught muscles hold the stall
Lean forward to tease me a little more
Pedal my legs
To catch up to you in traffic
The cars hustle by
Hot metal travelling at high speeds
I dodge potholes, branches, storm drains and road rage
And coast through the stop signs
Lean wayyyy back and rub
against my bike seat
The feeling of rubber burning on the pavement
the swish of a fishtail as I slam on the back breaks
the active, stabilizing muscles as I corner
chasing that ass