Chapter 9. Experience It My Way

AARON'S POV 

I was exhausted. I couldn't say anything more. She has been all over me and I promise I am a healthy young man myself. Getting out of the bed at four after two hours of fucking each other's brains out, we finally rest for half an hour, take a bath and be ready by five in the evening. 

"Come on." She says, encouraging me to give her the bike keys.

"Are you sure your legs could even touch the ground, gorgeous?"

"My legs are long enough to kick you in your walnut sack from here." She says.

"Hey! My balls are healthy and not wrinkly!" I say, checking myself out from the trousers when she yells and intercepts. "You don't need to check. Trust me." 

Oh, what a naughty four eyed lady she is.

"Hmm. Let's go." We walk downstairs, the sensory lights lighting up the way for us. I sit behind her, with my helmet because I clearly don't trust her while she had her own helmet. Why