The Mystery Man

By Jade Roberts

Jenna started her night shift at the bar. The typical old Bikers were loud and vulgar, and even more so when they were drunk. All except this one guy, he had been coming for a few weeks now but always keeps to himself, like a lone wolf. He always sits in the same place, at the end of the bar, and orders Jack and Coke, in his gruff, deep voice. 

When an old pervert tried to assault Jenna, the mysterious lone wolf came to her rescue, throwing punches to anyone who would dare to go near her. 

As Jenna dug deeper and deeper into his mystery, the more her body craved for him. He was a real man, and he was what she desperately needed. She was warned to stay away from bad boys, but this was one bad boy she couldn’t resist.

• Language: English
• Publisher: Visionary Press.
• Release date: Nov 8, 2016
• ISBN: 9781540145307

Book preview

A Lingering Kiss

Thank you, Jenna said. Can I get you another drink on the house?

The man nodded, but he didn't say anything else. Jenna couldn't take it anymore. She had to talk to this guy.

Do you have a name? Jenna asked, putting his drink down on the table in front of him.

James, he said.

You know, I can't stand that jerk. That was really cool.

No problem at all, he said.

No one has ever seen you before. Are you new in town? Are you staying?

I rarely know how long I'm going to stay somewhere. I'm here now. That's all that matters, James said.

Well, where are you staying?

I'm in a hotel down the road. It's a quiet place, and it's all I need right now.

What do you do for a living? Jenna asked.

I take to the road, he said.

I've noticed your bike. I've always loved motorcycles.

I don't think I've ever loved anything as much as my baby out there, James replied. His eyes finally lit up a bit. She's been my old reliable for years.

You must not have many friends in the area, Jenna said.

I don't particularly care about that. If I met one, that would be nice, though.

I can always be your friend. Jenna laughed.

That's good to know.

Jenna had to get back to work, but she tried to make more and more conversation with James throughout the night. Despite her efforts, Jenna never really got a good answer on how he made a living, what he was doing in town, or anything else. The only thing that he was really open to talking about was his bike. Jenna learned that her name was Quinn, and that James had her for almost five years. He also described his maintenance and cleaning routine which was quite impressive. There was only one other tidbit that Jenna was able to get out of James. He vaguely mentioned that he was looking for a place where people wouldn't find him anymore. Jenna wanted to get more information, but he wasn't open to discussing the topic. Jenna was able to keep him talking long enough to get him to stay to the end of her shift. He was the only one in the bar, and he helped her put up the tables and clean. Whatever he did to make people come after him, it certainly wasn't due to a lack of manners.

As Jenna got her coat and got ready to head out, she couldn't help but want to spend more time with James. He didn't talk much, but he was intriguing and made her feel safe since throwing Eli out.

So you want to take me for a ride on this bike that you keep talking about? she asked.

James seemed hesitant at first, then he nodded. They walked out of the bar together. Jenna was quite impressed when she saw Quinn. It sparkled under the light of the moon, and she was excited that James said yes to the ride. She waited for James to get on first and motion for Jenna to get on behind him. She put her arms around his strong body and got ready to go off into the night.

The bike purred like a kitten as they rode, and Jenna loved the feel of the breeze hitting her in the face. The scenery was beautiful. They rode down the country roads, and Jenna could see the gorgeous fields with skies filled with an endless amount of stars. They rode in silence without saying a word, but Jenna could feel his heartbeat and the vibrations from the bike flow through her body. They rode for about an hour, but Jenna could have ridden for days.

James pulled up in front of Jenna's apartment and let her off. Jenna was conflicted with how to say good-bye. All she wanted to do was kiss him, but she wasn't sure if she should.

James got off the bike and stood in front of Jenna for a moment before grabbing her by the back of her head and bringing her in for a kiss. He was forceful and passionate yet somehow still distant. She brought her body closer to his and went to continue kissing, but he stepped back and got back onto his bike.

I'll see you around, he said.

Just like that, he was gone into the night. Jenna wanted more, and she went inside wishing that she could him kissed him just a little bit more. She thought about him desperately throughout the entire night and found herself exploring herself, leaning her head back in ecstasy remembering the amazing ride they had. She could still the vibration of the bike between her thighs. A lingering feeling that she carried to sleep.

The Best Friend

You must be crazy, said Jenna's best friend and roommate Mandy. The guy sounds like a complete psychopath! The women were sitting on the living room floor of their apartment, painting frames and drinking beer when Jenna told her about her amazing ride the night before.

It was exciting!

Riding off into the night with some guy that they don't know is how women die, Jenna. Haven't you ever seen a horror story? I don't want to see you on the front page of the newspaper.

I don't know how to explain it, but I trusted him. I wasn't worried at all. You should have seen how he handled Eli.

I'm glad that he took care of that creep, but you don't know anything about him. What if he pulls off on the side of some cornfield one day and rapes and murders you?

You know I wouldn't let that happen to me. He'd have to put up one hell of a fight.

What? You think that you could hold him off with your little self? He probably has a pocket knife, too. What if he had a knife?

Well, he didn't do anything, did he?

Whatever. Pass me that light blue color. It brings out Phil's eyes.

How are you and Phil? asked Jenna. Phil was Mandy’s on and off boyfriend of five years. They fought constantly, but it had become known around town that they were always going to make up. It was a passionate relationship that Jenna wish she didn't have to hear so clearly almost every weekend through the bedroom wall, but she did see that it made both Mandy and Phil happy in a weird way.

Well, I'm making him a painted frame with a picture of us, so we're not that bad, said Mandy. You know what he did last Saturday, though? He fucking left Rock and Country when I was there to go to Molly's with Kevin and Alex. He didn't even tell me or anything. So when I called him, he acted like he had no fucking clue what I was angry about. We went on for a while, but he wouldn't listen to anything I had to say.

I could have sworn that I heard him hear Saturday night when I got home from work, Jenna said.

Well, I went over to Molly's, and we ended up making up and hanging out.

That sounds about right.

The girls continued drinking, painting, and talking throughout the night. Mandy just couldn't let up off of the new mysterious man in Jenna's life.

So do you think he's going to be at the bar tomorrow? Mandy asked.

I don't know. Probably. I was hoping that he would ask for my number or something, but I guess he just figures that he'll see me at work.

And the kiss was that good?

Oh, the kiss was that good.

I think that I would need some mind-blowing sex before I started freaking out over a boy like this.

I'm not freaking out about him, Mandy. I just simply told you about him. You're the one freaking out if anybody is.

Well, I might come in to see you tomorrow. I want to talk to him.

Don't you fucking dare!

Why not? Mandy asked.

He'll take one look at you and run the other way.

Well, maybe that's not the worst thing.

Well, Jesus. Let me have a little fun with the man before you start making those decisions, Jenna laughed.

God knows you need it. When's the last time you've been thrown against a wall and fucked?

Too damn long, girl, said Jenna sighing.

Alright, now get your big butt over here and look at my frame. It's finished.

Ha. You should stick to waitressing. It looks like poop.

Well, that's OK. I'm going to give it to Phil for a present. I don't want this ugly thing in my room anyway.

The next day, Jenna went into work hoping to see James there. Instead, she just saw Eli running around like a fool like usual. Jenna rolled her eyes and got ready to start