The Biker’s Obsession

Chapter Nine

Chapter Nine

I could not breathe under the immense, heavy weight of this life anymore. It felt like a massive stone wall was slowly closing in on me from all sides, trapping me in a place where I had absolutely no control.

The very next morning, while Stone was locked away inside the back room of the building, completely busy handling private club business with his brothers in Church, I decided to make my big move. My hands were shaking so violently that I could barely control them as I stuffed a few simple pieces of clothing that Riley had kindly given me into a large, crinkling plastic shopping bag. I was absolutely not stupid enough to think that I could just casually stroll out through the front security gates of the compound. The prospects guarding the entrance would stop me in a heartbeat. But I figured if I could somehow make it past the side of the property, climb through a gap, and get to the long, empty highway outside, I could call my best friend Lena or order an Uber. Maybe then, I could put some serious physical distance between my body and this all-consuming storm of a man.

This is just too much. It is happening too fast. It is far too dangerous for a normal girl like me.

Stone’s deep, rough words from the day before kept echoing loudly inside my mind like a broken record. I kept remembering the terrifying way he said he constantly checked the security cameras on the walls just to make sure I was still there, and the flat, cold way he claimed he would never let me leave him. His raw intensity terrified me down to my very bones, but at the exact same time, a dark part of my soul felt deeply thrilled by it. I desperately needed to get some fresh air. I needed to feel like a real person again. I needed to get the control back over my own life.

I slipped quietly out through the back door of the kitchen, taking a deep breath of the cool morning air. I kept my body low as I headed toward the far side of the fence line. During my long walk with Riley yesterday, I had noticed a tiny blind spot where the lenses of the security cameras didn't quite reach. My heart was hammering so incredibly hard against my ribs that the loud thumping noise filled my ears, making me feel dizzy.

I had only managed to walk halfway across the gravel yard when the distinct, heavy sound of slow boots crunching on the small stones echoed right behind me.

"Tessa."

Stone’s gravelly voice was completely calm. It was far too calm.

I froze instantly in my tracks, my fingers clutching the plastic shopping bag so tightly that my knuckles turned white. When I turned my body around slowly to face him, he was standing just a few feet away from me in the bright sunlight. He was wearing his full leather vest, his thick arms crossed tightly over his massive chest, and his dark eyes were completely black with a volatile mix of pure fury and deep hunger.

"Are you actually trying to run away from me, little dove?" he asked, taking a slow, deliberate step forward. His voice sent a shiver straight down my spine. "After every single thing I told you on the porch last night?"

"I am not running away," I lied right to his face, lifting my chin high in the air even though my voice wavered and trembled with fear. "I am pushing back, Stone. This whole situation is not healthy. You took my phone away from me, you blocked my best friend, and now you are trying to control every single thing I do. I have a real job in town. I have close friends. I have a perfectly normal world waiting for me back home. I can't just completely disappear into your dark obsession!"

He didn't waste his breath arguing with me. He closed the remaining distance between our bodies in three long, powerful strides. He reached out and snatched the plastic bag right out of my shaking fingers, tossing it carelessly onto the gravel ground like it was trash. Then, before I could even take a step backward, his massive hands gripped my shoulders and forcefully backed my body up against the high chain-link fence. He planted his large palm flat on the metal links right beside my head, caging me in completely under his massive shadow. His dark eyes burned into mine with that terrifying, hungry focus that I was quickly becoming dangerously addicted to.

"You can disappear from that world, Tessa," he growled out, his face moving so close that his hot breath fanned across my lips. "And you will disappear. Because the exact second you walked into my bar and asked me to pretend to be your man, you became the only thing in this godforsaken world that I give a single f**k about."

His other massive hand slid down my body, gripping my waist so tightly that his thick fingers dug deep into my hip, hard enough to leave dark marks on my skin.

"Do you honestly think I am ever going to let you walk away from me?" he whispered roughly, his chest pressing against mine. "Do you think I will let you go back to that pathetic, weak little life where that boy Tyler completely ignored you for two long years? A life where absolutely no one truly saw you or appreciated you?"

I raised my hands and pushed hard against his broad, muscular chest, but he didn't budge an inch. He felt like a solid wall of pure muscle and iron. "I just need some space, Stone!" I shouted, tears of frustration pricking my eyes. "I need to be able to think clearly without you watching my every single move!"

"Space?" He let out a low, dangerous laugh that vibrated against my skin.

He moved his large hand up from my waist, sliding it flat over my chest. He cupped my breast firmly through the fabric of my tight shirt, his rough, calloused thumb intentionally brushing over my sensitive n****e over and over again until the bud hardened instantly under his touch.

"You do not need space from me, little dove," he murmured, his eyes locking onto my mouth. "You just need me to remind your beautiful body exactly where you belong."

Before I could open my mouth to argue or scream, his head dropped down and his lips crashed directly onto mine.

This kiss was completely different from the ones before. It was a punishing, desperate, and deeply claiming touch. His tongue invaded my mouth instantly, taking total control and tasting every single soft protest I tried to make until my head spun and my knees went completely weak. I tried to push against his heavy shoulders again, but my treacherous fingers simply curled tightly into the leather of his vest instead, pulling his massive body even closer to mine.

He broke the intense kiss for a brief second, only to trail his warm mouth down the sensitive line of my neck. He nipped at my skin with his teeth, biting just hard enough to make a loud, breathy gasp escape my throat.

"Do you feel that right now, Tessa?" he rasped fiercely against my wet skin, his hands holding me pinned tightly to the wire fence. "This heat between us is completely real. This isn't some silly, safe fantasy you had about Tyler."

"Stone... please..." My voice came out completely breathless and traitorous.

I was so incredibly angry at him. I was completely terrified of his power. But at the exact same time, I was so intensely turned on by his touch that I could not think straight anymore. My brain was completely short-circuiting.

Suddenly, he spun my body around in one quick, powerful motion, pressing the front of my chest flat against the cool metal links of the fence. His massive, heavy body covered me completely from behind, trapping me between his hard chest and the wire wall. I could feel the intense heat of his frame burning right through my clothes. Before I could even realize what he was doing, his large hand slid down my stomach and pushed directly into the front waist of my denim jeans. His long, thick fingers easily found me, and I whimpered as he realized I was already completely wet for him.

"f**k, Tessa," he groaned out loud against my ear, his rough voice full of deep, raw desire.

He began to circle my sensitive c**t with rough, agonizing precision. I let out a loud, needy moan, my forehead dropping forward to press against the cool chain-link fence as a sudden wave of intense pleasure shot straight up my thighs.

"Your beautiful body doesn't actually want to push me away, little dove," he whispered, his hot breath tickling my ear. "It doesn't want space. It just wants to submit completely to me."

"This... this doesn't solve any of our problems, Stone," I gasped out, my fingers gripping the metal fence links tightly just to stay on my feet as his thumb kept working my sweet spot.

"It solves everything for me," he countered roughly.

He slid two thick fingers directly inside my tight, wet heat, curling them perfectly against my inner walls while his thumb continued to stroke my c**t with a fast, heavy rhythm. His other massive hand reached up, grabbing both of my small wrists and pinning them securely above my head against the fence. I was completely helpless in his hold. He rocked his hips forward, pressing the thick, hard length of his c**k firmly against my ass through the fabric of his jeans.

"You are completely mine, Tessa. Say the words out loud for me," he demanded fiercely, leaning down to bite the soft skin of my shoulder. "Say it right now, little dove, or I swear to God I will keep your body pinned against this fence until you come so many times that you completely forget your own name."

I bit my lower lip hard, trying my absolute best to fight against the massive wave of intense pleasure that was building up fast, hot, and heavy between my legs. But his fingers were pumping deeper and faster inside me, stretching me out and driving me completely insane. My body was betraying my mind.

"I am... I am yours, Stone!" I finally gasped out loudly, my hips uncontrollably rocking back against his heavy hand as the tension reached its breaking point. "I'm yours!"

"Good girl," he growled into my neck.

He didn't slow his fingers down for a single second. He kept up the brutal, beautiful rhythm until my entire body completely shattered. A massive, explosive wave of pure, blinding pleasure crashed over me so hard that my vision went blurry and my legs gave out from underneath me. I let out a loud, crying sob of release as my walls tightly clamped down around his fingers.

Stone caught my weight effortlessly before I could hit the gravel. He turned my shaking body around in his strong arms, holding me tightly against his chest. He lowered his head and kissed me softly this time, his lips brushing against mine with a strange, almost tender sweetness as my breathing slowly started to come down.

But the gentle softness did not last long with a man like him.

Before I could even open my eyes, he reached down and scooped my thighs up into his arms, lifting my body off the ground. My legs automatically wrapped tightly around his thick waist as he held me securely against his chest. He turned his boots around and began walking with heavy, purposeful steps back toward the large clubhouse.

"We are absolutely not done yet, little dove," he murmured roughly against my swollen lips, his dark eyes flashing with a dangerous promise. "I am taking you straight upstairs to my bedroom right now. I am going to f**k you properly in my bed until the only name left inside that pretty head of yours is mine."

I didn't say a single word to stop him. My small arms tightened securely around his thick neck, pulling myself closer to his warmth even as a fresh, painful conflict continued to tear through my mind.

My body was completely surrendered to him. It belonged to him now.

But my mind... my mind was still screaming at me in total panic. It was warning me that I was completely losing myself to a dangerous man whose dark obsession had absolutely no limits.

And the absolute most dangerous part of this whole situation?

As I looked up at his hard jawline, I realized that I was actually starting to love the terrifying feeling of falling.