The biggest, baddest, most beautiful Harley-Davidson motorcycle I’d ever seen was parked near the boardwalk by Rehoboth Beach. The bike was pitch-black with bright silver chrome and had a thick, wide black leather seat. The cushion looked custom–extending from the rear passenger seat to the front, and then up toward the groove between the handle bars. Long enough to recline against.
Like a portable bed.
That seat inspired the setting for the final love scene in my erotic romance novel REV ME UP.
I’ve researched hundreds of photographs of Harley-Davidson motorcycles since the day I saw that custom bike and have yet to find another like it. The motorcycle pictured below is similar, copied from a free site and offered by topspeed.com. There are thousands of pictures of Harley-Davidson motorcycles on the Internet if you want to relax and browse.
Can you imagine riding one of these with the hero of your dreams? Owning one of your own? Close your eyes and REV!
What’s your favorite motorcycle fantasy? Tell us in the comments section.
http://adeledubois.com/bookshelf.shtml
Posts
2 comments:
Oh, wouldn't I love my own 'rev me up' motorcycle... or a hero with one...
I wish I had a good personal tale to tell...
I only have my own story about Volcano, my carnal cherub hero, who has a black motorcycle he's designed from the ethers.
Many happy sales!
Thanks for the good wishes and for visiting and posting, Savanna!
Best--Adele
Post a Comment