All Chapters of Biker's Obsession : Chapter 1 - Chapter 10

As the clock struck nine in the evening, Jessica Winters exited Twenty-Four Hour Fitness, stowed away her gym bag in the car trunk, and drove back to her two-bedroom apartment in Iowa City. Pulling into the underground garage, she sighed with relief knowing that her roommate, Kellie, was away for a few days. Finally, she would have some peace and quiet, spared from the constant sound of Kellie and her boyfriend, Jack, engaging in intimate activities at all hours of the night. Jessica couldn't deny that listening to Kellie's "mind-blowing orgasms," as she so affectionately called them, was an absolute nightmare. Especially for someone like Jessica, who had made the decision to abstain from sex until she found her perfect match—the elusive "one" who seemed to be taking his sweet time in appearing.After a recent confrontation about the noise, Kellie, ever tactless, suggested, "You should get yourself a vibrator. Maybe then you wouldn't be so uptight about it.""If not wanting to be subj

Let's go see what the hell Tank wants."Tank, her new boyfriend, stood at a towering six-and-a-half feet, with muscles that could rival watermelons. He belonged to a biker club called the Gold Vipers. I had only met him twice, and I couldn't deny that he intimidated me. It wasn't that he had been anything but polite, but there was an air of danger surrounding him—a sense of unlawfulness that made me uneasy.Krystal seemed oblivious to it all, or maybe she just didn't care. Her father had left many years ago, and her mother, Bonnie, had never been much of an influential figure. So perhaps she craved the excitement that Tank brought into her life."I wonder if he has something for me," Krystal pondered, her blue eyes sparkling with anticipation. "A present."I teased, "What, like a ring? You've only been on a few dates, mostly quick hook-ups.""Or even better, a new tongue ring," she replied playfully. "Do you have any idea how amazing it feels to have a pierced tongue between your legs

My sexual experiences were limited, mostly confined to my high school days when I was in a steady relationship with Jimmy Tyler. But now, as a college student juggling demanding coursework and extracurricular activities, my focus had shifted away from matters of the heart and into the realm of academic pursuits. Romance and intimacy had taken a backseat in my life.You just need to get laid, Adriana. How long has it been?" Krystal's voice carried a mix of concern and mischievousness.I shifted uncomfortably, feeling a twinge of embarrassment wash over me. "I don't know, over a year?" I admitted reluctantly, my gaze dropping to the ground. In truth, it might have been even longer than that. Maybe two years? Three?"We need to change that," Krystal declared, her eyes gleaming with determination as she swung open the door to the lively club. "Let's see what Tank wants, catch up with the others, and find you a hot guy. Someone who can ignite that fire within you and make up for all the lo

As we stepped foot into the strip club, I couldn't shake off the feeling that all eyes were fixed upon us. The scene before me perfectly matched the image I had conjured in my mind – a dimly lit space, tinged with a musty odor, and an urgent need for renovations that extended beyond just the worn-out carpet. Most of the waitresses seemed to be well past their prime, yet their attire evoked a peculiar mix of high school nostalgia and an attempt to cling onto their youth. It was a stark contrast, to say the least.Krystal couldn't contain her amusement and let out a playful giggle. "Do these ladies not realize that the eighties have come and gone? Just like their looks," she quipped, her eyes glinting mischievously.I couldn't help but let out a smirk, unable to contain my amusement. "God, you're such a witty one," I teased, shaking my head playfully."Well, I can't deny that I have a fondness for doggy-style," she retorted with a mischievous grin, a twinkle in her eye. Her remark elici

"Stay close," Krystal whispered, glancing back at me with a hint of caution in her eyes. "Avoid making eye contact with anyone.""Got it," I replied, understanding the need for discretion.As the music swelled, the attention of the crowd shifted away from us to a woman with vibrant red hair and an ample bosom who had just taken the stage. The expression on her face revealed that she was far from the typical exuberant and cheerful stripper. Her attempted smile appeared more like a strained pout, as if she had just tasted something sour.Krystal couldn't help but chuckle. "Perhaps she should have invested in Botox instead of enhancing her assets. It might have given her a more relaxed appearance.""Well, I doubt anyone will be paying much attention to anything above her collarbone," I remarked.Suddenly, a customer stood up, frantically waving cash and calling for a nurse. "You're giving me a heart attack, Betty!"Krystal snorted with amusement. "Nurse Betty seems on the verge of having