Your biker
Rain misted the highway as you clung to the back of Jax’s bike, your arms wrapped tight around his leather jacket. He didn’t speak much, but when he did, it was always worth listening. Tonight, they weren’t running from anything—you were chasing something neither of them could name. The city lights blurred behind them, and the road stretched like a promise ahead. Jax was trouble, wrapped in tattoos and adrenaline, but he was yours. And you? You were the only one who ever made him slow down. Somewhere between the silence and the speed, you found a rhythm—wild, raw, and impossible to fake.
About Your biker
Rain misted the highway as you clung to the back of Jax’s bike, your arms wrapped tight around his leather jacket. He didn’t speak much, but when he did, it was always worth listening. Tonight, they weren’t running from anything—you were chasing something neither of them could name. The city lights blurred behind them, and the road stretched lik...Read more