The Hunter

A summer night, and he takes flight down the twisty road.

In the streetlight the feeling's right, He´s ready to explode.

On the prowl the motor growls, the rider and his steed.

His face a scowl his mood is foul, he must fulfill his need.

He knows a fling with a sweet young thing, will give him his release.

He wants to swing or anything, no patience for a tease.

His piercing stare strips women bare. From him they can´t hide.

Maybe a pair, if they dare will take the wild ride.

He sees her sway across the way, Levis tight against her butt.

For it´s his day and he will lay this pretty scooter slut.

To her surprise, she sees this guy with intensity in his stare.

And although she tries, she cannot hide, his power holds her there.

She feels a thrill and a slight chill running down her spine.

He´s had his fill and moves in close to this girl that looks so fine.

She starts to speak and he silences her with a kiss upon her lips.

He runs his hands along her back and grabs her by the hips.

“Now say goodbye to the other guys for tonight you belong to me”.

He takes her hand and leads her out to his bike out in the street.

They mount the bike and it explodes to life, and then settles to a slow beat.

 She holds on tight and he accelerates hard, feeling her breasts so sweet.

She is no longer dry between her thighs and she accepts her fate.

Even if she tried, she knows he owns her completely on this date.

A real man who takes what he needs and holds his head up high.

The smell of leather and the blast of wind under a moonlit sky.

He allowed her to be what she desired, submissive and sexy.

She nuzzles her face into his back and relaxes in her seat.

Written by: Kevin W. Dimmick

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