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Chapter One Hundred And Twenty Six
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2026-10-16 21:00:21
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The Biker’s Obsession Chapter One Hundred And Thirty
Slowly, my trembling fingers slid down my abdomen, passing over my hips where the faint red marks of his fingers were still visible under the water. I pushed my legs slightly apart, letting the hot spray hit my chest and belly, and slipped my hand between my thighs. The moment my fingers touched my swollen lips, a soft gasp escaped my throat, lost in the sound of the rushing water. I was so incredibly wet for him, dripping with a sweet heat that belonged entirely to the memory of his body. I began to touch myself, my thumb finding the hyper-sensitive bundle of nerves that was still raw and aching from his earlier assault. I moved my hand in a slow, heavy rhythm, matching the memory of his chest rising and falling against my back. I pictured him there in the shower with me. I pictured his massive, grease-stained hands wrapping around my neck, pulling my head back to capture my mouth in one of his deep, bruising kisses. I could almost feel the rough texture of his calloused thumbs d
The Biker’s Obsession Chapter One Hundred And Twenty Nine
The heavy wooden door clicked shut as I stepped back into the master bedroom. I quickly locked it behind me, my heart hammering wildly against my ribs. I stood there for a second, pressing my back against the solid wood, just listening to the quietness of the room. The room still smelled strongly of the spilled red wine, the heavy sweat, and the sharp scent of raw leather from our intense afternoon. The broken pieces of the drywall from where the bed had slammed against the wall were still scattered on the floorboards, a loud reminder of the raw dominance Stone had used to claim my body just hours before. I needed to move fast. Stone was still downstairs in the chapel room with the old oppression brothers, but his meetings never lasted forever, and he had an unhinged mind that could bring him back up those stairs at any second. If he smelled the sweat of the training garage on my skin, or if he noticed the way my breathing was shallow, his dark eyes would narrow with instant suspici
The Biker’s Obsession Chapter One Hundred And Twenty Eight
Jax narrowed his eyes, a look of genuine confusion crossing his rugged face. "Do what?" "Teach me how to fight," I said clearly, my voice completely steady and loud. Jax let out a short, disbelief-filled laugh, shaking his head as he threw the towel onto the table. "Are you crazy, Tessa? I can't do that. First of all, Stone would literally skin me alive if I put my hands on you to train you. He is totally unhinged when it comes to you. Second, you're the President's old lady. You don't need to fight. That's what we are here for. That's why there are guards outside your door twenty-four hours a day." "The guards didn't stop Stone from telling me that the senior brothers are voting on my life right now," I hit back sharply, the raw emotion finally cutting through my calm exterior. Jax froze completely. The relaxed, dismissing look on his face instantly vanished, replaced by a heavy, uncomfortable stillness. He looked down at the concrete floorboards, his knuckles clenching tig
The Biker’s Obsession Chapter One Hundred And Twenty Seven
The heavy wooden door clicked shut as Stone left the room, his combat boots thudding down the hallway until the sound faded completely into the darkness of the clubhouse. The master bedroom was dead quiet again, but the silence did not feel like a safe haven anymore. It felt like a ticking clock, a loud reminder that my time was running out. I stood up from the mattress, my legs aching slightly from the brutal intensity of the afternoon, and walked slowly over to the long mirror on the wall. I looked at my reflection in the glass. My pale skin was still flushed, and the faint reddish marks of Stone’s heavy grip were already starting to darken on my waist and thighs. For months, I had looked at this body as a canvas of my captivity. It was something Stone claimed, locked away, and controlled with an unhinged madness that I could never escape. But looking at myself today, after hearing about the dangerous vote happening downstairs, a cold, hard realization settled deep into my chest
The Biker’s Obsession Chapter One Hundred And Twenty Six
The heavy, shaking movement of the bed finally stopped, leaving nothing but the sound of our ragged breathing in the hot, dark room. Stone slowly pulled his massive body away from mine. The sudden absence of his heavy weight felt freezing against my skin, even though the room was thick with sweat and the bitter smell of spilled red wine. He stood at the foot of the bed for a long moment, his chest heaving up and down as he looked down at me. His dark eyes were still wild, filled with that dangerous, unhinged look that always meant he was ready to destroy anything that came near his prize. He didn't say a single word. He just wiped a drop of sweat from his forehead with the back of his hand, turned around, and walked toward the bathroom, his heavy boots making a dull, slow sound against the wooden floorboards. I lay completely still on the edge of the mattress, unable to move a single muscle. My body was shaking from the sheer force of his brutal affection, but my mind was spinning
The Biker’s Obsession Chapter One Hundred And Twenty Five
"Ah! Stone!" I screamed out, my head throwing back against the mattress as a sharp, electric jolt of pure ecstasy shot straight up to my brain. His tongue was rough, heavy, and dominant, tracing the swollen lips of my pussy with a relentless, driving pressure. He sucked on my sensitive bundle of nerves, pulling the tight flesh into his mouth with a heavy, rhythmic suction that had my hips jerking uncontrollably against his face. He didn't care that I was writhing, didn't care that my fingers were clawing at the sheets until my nails nearly tore. He stayed buried between my legs, his rough beard scratching violently against the tender skin of my inner thighs, swallowing my moans and the bitter taste of the alcohol until my entire body was shaking with the oncoming storm of another climax. "Stop... Stone, I can't... I'm going to break," I sobbed out, the pleasure building so fast and thick that my vision began to blur with tears. He pulled his face away, his lips glistening with
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