The Bad boy of Pine Creek: My biker lover

Maddy's POV The town signpost read “WELCOME TO PINE CREEK, population 5000!” but it might as well have read “WELCOME TO YOUR PERSONAL HELL!” because I never imagined in my wildest dreams that I would start my junior year in this hellhole. “Honey, get out of the car and help me unpack!” Dad yelled. He was crankier than usual but I guess I couldn’t blame him. One month ago, our life as we knew it ended when Mom died. Unable to deal with it, he packed us up for the move here. Far away from the life we used to know, away from all my friends. One minute, everything was perfect and the next? Boom, Pine Creek! The town might be beautiful and picturesque but it was still a far cry from my old life in NYC. It was so weird to go from living in a penthouse in NYC to this tiny town where everyone knows everyone else. I miss my friends, my old life, and the buzzing city. “MADISON ALLY GREEN! GET OUT OF THAT CAR NOW!” Dad’s voice boomed with anger. I got out of the car, reluctantly.

Maddy's POV The next day, I woke up with a throbbing pain in my head. Opening my eyes, I found myself in my bedroom with no memory of how I got here. I remembered the party, and Aston’s piercing cold gray eyes, his scent, the way his hot breath had felt on my skin, his grip on my arm and then walking away from him. I remembered partying with his sister and her friends all night long, getting drunk. I must have been so wasted because the rest of the night was a blur. Sudden movements downstairs startled me. Dad. I stumbled out of the bed, almost collapsing halfway and headed for the bathroom. Seeing my own face in the mirror horrified me. My makeup was all smudged with mascara running down my cheeks. I splashed water on my face, took some aspirin and returned to the bedroom. I headed over to the windows and pushed the curtains open. The sunlight streamed in but so did something else. “Hi, neighbor,” an irritating familiar voice called out. Aston. He stood in the wi

Maddy's POV I stumbled backwards, shocked. Aston glanced up and saw me in the mirror. He smirked. The bastard fucking smirked and continued fucking Lexi like he didn’t give a damn. Humiliated, I ran out of there. I didn’t stop until I got outside. My insides rumbled with disgust. I threw up right into the patches of bushes nearby. I was mad at myself for even believing for a second that there could be something between us. He had almost fucked me. I almost gave in to him. Just to find out that he had been screwing other girls? Giselle warned me but I didn’t want to believe her. “Hey, Maddy! What are you doing here?” I heard Lexi’s voice behind me. Aston was behind her, buttoning up his jeans. He glanced at me with a bored expression. You would not even believe he had tried to seduce me earlier today. Those same fingers had played with my clit today. “I was just…. looking for Aston. Giselle says it’s almost time for the race,” I say in a broken voice. Lexi had a big

Maddy's POV The next day, I woke up with a throbbing headache and anxiety. Today was the first day of junior year in my new school. I almost didn’t want to leave my bed. Dad had to call out my name multiple times to get me rolling. I kept my eyes on the house next door, hoping to catch a glimpse of Aston. I couldn’t stop thinking about last night. He had gone out of the window as soon as we heard Dad’s voice last night. The arrogant jerk actually thinks he can control me. The worst part was that I couldn’t control the way I feel around him. I couldn’t stop my stomach from clenching tightly or my heartbeat from drumming fast every time I see him. Just the mere thought of him was enough to send fire down my spine and keep my pussy throbbing. “Maddy, get down here!” Dad called, breaking my reverie. I rushed downstairs to find him still packing up his briefcase. Today was his first day of work at the Chadwick industries. “Wow, look at us, a couple of newbies!” he said, excit

Maddy's POV I resisted him, pushing back against him but he was strong. Too strong. Those muscles wrapped around me, suffocating me. It was almost as if each effort I made to resist him drove him wilder. “Kitten, are we really gonna spend our seven minutes fighting over what we both want?” he teased. “I don’t want you!” I hissed. A lie. A fucking lie. I wanted him. I craved for him. I longed for him to possess me. It was evident in the way I had become weaker against his advances. My pride demanded I continue resisting him but my body was succumbing to my desires. His scent was overtaking my senses. Even if I closed my nostrils, he’d still be there, haunting me and filling my brain with the filthiest thoughts. I wanted to lick his tattoos; I wanted him to choke me until my breath ceased; i wanted to feel him deep inside my guts. “Five bucks says all I need is five minutes to make you come,” Aston whispered into my ears. “Bullshit! Not every girl falls for your fucking ‘