The Biker Girl

Growing up in Fort Collins, Colorado, being a biker was definitely not uncommon. In fact, if you didn't have one member of your family own a motorcycle, you probably weren't from there.

Elizabeth (Liz) Collins wasn't a stranger to the speed of life. Her family owned a Motorcycle shop and her brother won every race he signed up for. So when he loses one, she's all the more intrigued by who he's lost to.

Jason Morris was very keen to let people know who he was in his new town now that he'd moved in with his father. More specifically, he wanted to prove himself to his Motorcycle Club as the newest Prospective Member. Step one: beat Eric Collins in a motorcycle race. Complete. Little did he know that Eric's sister would be the one he'd end up trying to impress.

A story of stolen kisses, stolen love, and stolen property. They're both about to break the law in every form possible. But to stay together, some shit has to fall apart.

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"You're very good at sweet nothings." I had said after our third round.

"They're easy to come up with when the subject is as-"

I placed a kiss on his lips to shut him up, not accepting another compliment. I sat straddling his legs again, running my fingers up and down his chest.

"Seriously, if you don't stop I think I'm gonna hide underneath the covers."

He wiggled his eyebrows and lifted the blanket below him. "I'd be down for that."

I gasped and whacked him on the shoulder repeatedly, until he flipped us over and was on top of me. He placed his legs on either side of mine and ran his hands through my hair, staring at every part of my face.

"Where have you been all my life?"

"Waiting."

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live on the wild side.

(Some mature themes)

cover by : @annie-joyce

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