"Book girls need biker boys."

. You were sitting in your room at your house. Your parents were out of town and left you home alone.

. You heard the familiar sound of an engine revving and realized your boyfriend, Malik, had pulled up in your driveway.

. You smiled widely and practically ran downstairs to unlock the door for him.

. Once you got to the door, you unlocked it and Malik smiled at you, his helmet under his left arm, in his right hand he was holding a book. You instantly noticed the cover and grinned. It was of a book you'd been wanting forever.

. He walked into the living room and you closed and locked the door behind him.

. "Hey, baby. I got that book you wanted so bad-"

. You grabbed his hand and dragged him upstairs to your room.

. He didn't even have time to register to what you were doing before he was pinned down to your bed and his neck was attacked with your lips.

. You two did some very intimate activities that night. All because he bought you the book you wanted.

. This went on for at least three hours without a break. And you two were definitely not being quiet about what you were doing.

. Now you were laying on his bare chest, panting. Your hair was all over the place, your heart was beating fast, your cheeks were flushed, you were completely exposed, clothes all over your floor in your room.

. Malik wasn't any better. If anything, he was worse. You two were still coming down from what you just did. The afterglow was intense. You were cuddling with him now.