Jay Jo Bike Novels & Stories

Jared had yet to react when he was run over instantly by a heavy truck filled with concrete… Just as Javier drove back to their house and was about to open the car door, Joey suddenly stopped him. “How…did you beat Jared?” Javier understood that Joey wanted to ask about North-Griffin Inc. but that did not mean he was obligated to explain. He glanced at the jade bangle on Joey’s left hand with a smile. “Throw it away. It’s worth a few dollars, and you keep looking at it as if it’s a gem.” Joey was taken aback but remained a little skeptical after she got out of the car. However, when she went back home and searched online for information on its authenticity, she fumed.

I used my boots and the Spurs on my heels to destroy the shit. Only real men should ride, assholes like this piece a shit who owned this, gave the rest of us a bad name. I did as much damage as I could before drawing my bowie and slicing the tires to ribbons. She didn't say a word but she was watching my every move, wringing her hands and looking worried. "Stop that baby I'm here now, no more fear." I could only hope that it's that fucking easy. I fitted her helmet on her head and made sure it was straight before zipping up the lightweight jacket she had on. I could feel her body trembling slightly as I helped her on the back of my ride, so I reminded her again.

He seems to be having a pretty good time. "Mind if I sit with you then?" As always, Jojo is the picture of politeness. "Sure," I scooch over, and he settles next to me. His eyes are on two dark-haired girls who couldn't be older than seven, climbing the jungle gym. "Cute kids," I comment, enjoying the way they're hanging off the monkey bars. "They are, aren't they?" Jojo beams. "My girlfriend wants kids one day. She'll be a really good mom."

The speakers were already loud so it cut him off. I knew that pissed him off but I wasn't going to argue with him. Knowing Jabu, he'll stop the car right here and tell me to get off. The car sped through the highway, taking off ramps till I found us at the heart of Jozi. Jozi, the city of gold.

he said. I opted to leave the bike at home and took the SUV. I didn’t drive the car a lot because I preferred being on the bike, but I couldn’t be sure if Jo would wear a dress or not. I didn’t want to scare her off if she didn’t like bikes, I’d ease her into it, because I wasn’t letting go easily of her.

"Delu…" "No, Maël. You’ve all lost it. Seriously? You want to ride bikes? Since when?" He sighed, set the beer on the counter, and rested his hands on my shoulders. "Joao and I ride well, you know that. Plus, there’s a touring company that rents bikes and even provides guides. They’ll lead the way."

Ayanda said to Giada after school. " Tell me about it," Giada gently nudged her. The two walked towards Ayanda's Suzuki Hayabusa motorcycle. " You ride?" Giada's eyes grew wide as saucers. She was shocked to see a girl riding a motorcycle. Most of the time, it was guys who rode bikes, not girls. "Yea, I do." ~ ~ " Isn't this a bit too early?" Penny asked her daughter as she broke the news of her marriage to them.

All would have the club logo or insignia. For just a minute, Jo toyed with the idea of picking up a motorcycle man… she briefly indulged in a fantasy of peeling off layers of leather, of running her fingers over the inevitable tattoos on his body, of moaning a sexy road name (like Chains, or Rider, or Brute) as he took her trembling body over and over.

"Ya, mine now, Tiny Demon, all fuckin’ mine." No, I'm not. I go to argue, and he steps back and walks to Ebony. I climb onto the bike and hold on. "Can you actually ride?" I'm so fucking scared right now. "Her dad owns a fucking MC club, cause she can." Joker laughs. "Don't open the door, don't talk to anyone. Don't fuckin’ stop for a snack. Go straight there!" He orders. Ebony laughs. "Me stop for a snack? We're not all like Uncle Joker," she kisses his cheek. "Thanks for saving my ass." Her words end, and she starts the bike; I try and relax as she rides through the street.