Miranda bounced in her seat as I pulled my car up to the patchwork metal gate of The Savage Vipers compound. Bikers weren’t my crowd but Miranda promised me a much-needed night out. A cute blonde in a shiny leather vest leaned down to look inside.
“Doc invited us.” Miranda grinned.
“Of course he did.” He waved us through the gate.
“He’s cute.” Miranda laughed.
“You don’t want a prospect, Gabby.” She rolled her eyes. “You want to find a member.”
“And why is that?” I knew nothing about a biker gang but Miranda had at least been by The Save Vipers compound a few times. All I wanted was a night of fun and to maybe find myself in bed with someone who could give me a much-needed release.
“The prospects still have something to prove. They try too hard. They rush it so that they can get back before people realize they’re gone. Don’t get me wrong that can be a good thing sometimes.” She shrugged. “A patched member, well, they’re done proving it. They take all the time you need. That’s what you need.” Honestly, I would take quick and dirty if that’s all I could get but a long slow night sounded much better. Miranda laughed. “We’ll find someone to take good care of you.”
“Shut up.” I giggled. I parked my car in the makeshift parking lot in front of what looked like an old hotel from the 1800s. A row of shiny bikes were parked in a long line in front of the wrap-around porch. There was a little churchhouse to the left that looked like the schoolhouse in Little House on the Prairie only without the stairs. Music poured out of the hotel like there was a rock concert going on inside. Leather-clad men and women who were barely clothed milled around the building in clouds of smoke. I pull up on the front of my t-shirt. “What is this place?” I asked getting out of the car. Miranda stood in the passenger door.
“An old town. Had some big boom back in the day. Gold, silver, or something. Whatever it was dried up a long time ago. The club president bought the whole town. Turned the hotel into the clubhouse.” Miranda tapped her hand on the roof of the car. “If you want a history lesson go to the library. I’m here to drink and get Doc to go down on me.”
“Oh My God!” I loved Miranda but sometimes her directness was embarrassing, even when no one else heard. Miranda laughed.
“Don’t be such a prude. Not my fault you haven’t left the house in a month.”
“Yeah well if I don’t get through finals my parents will kill me.” Miranda rolled her eyes as she walked around the front of the car. She wove her arm through mine as we headed towards the clubhouse.
“I get that your parents are paying for school but they don’t need to control your personal life. You’re your own person. Besides finals will go a lot better when you release some of that pent-up tension.” Her giggle was infectious and I didn’t disagree with her logic. In truth, I’d had my nose in a book for most of the year.
“Hey, baby.” A man with tattoos covering his arms pushed himself off the railing of the porch as we stepped up. “You look good enough to eat.” Miranda giggled and ran into his arms at the same time wrapping her legs around his hips. Brown eyes watched me through Miranda’s blonde locks. He twisted her to the side so that he looked like he was holding a large baby. “Who’s this now?”
“Doc this is my friend Gabby.” I extended my hand.
“Nice to meet you.” Doc stared at my hand as if I had slime dripping from it I jerked it back. Maybe I’d broken some sort of biker cultural protocol. My cheeks burned. Doc burst out laughing.
“Sorry Sweetheart, just fucking with you.” Miranda was grinning from ear to ear. Doc patted her ass and set her down. “Go get me a beer.” Miranda grinned as if getting him a beer was like winning the jackpot. She disappeared before I could blink. Doc slid next to me causing me to step back into the railing. He put an arm on either side of me, trapping me in his arms. “Sorry about fucking with you.” His eyes dropped to my cleavage. I’d spent an hour going through my closet to look for something “biker” enough only to end up wearing a t-shirt that I’d cut the neck into a deep v and leggings. At that moment I regretted cutting the neck so low. “It is nice to meet you. Maybe I can apologize for fucking with you by fucking you?” His breath smelled of beer and weed. Miranda came back and held out a beer before the shock of his words wore off. Doc stood back. Taking the bottle from her he dropped an arm over her shoulders. “Both you girls down to party tonight?” Doc wagged his eyebrows. Miranda threw her head back in laughter.
“Gab doesn’t party like that.” That was an understatement. I needed to get laid but I wasn’t about to get into bed with my best friend. “I’m sure we can find someone else to party with.” Miranda winked at me. She’d always been much more adventurous than me. Doc shrugged.
“Your loss.”
“Not everyone takes pride in being a whore.” Behind me stood the biggest man that I’d ever seen. He had to be at least six and a half feet tall. Dark hair shaved close to his head. Broad shoulders filled out his leather vest in a way that made me drool. He blew smoke from his cigarette out over his head.
“You say whore, I say sexual expert.” Doc took a swig of his beer. The man behind me shook as he laughed. “Laugh all you want Monster. I got ‘em lining up.”
“I’ve never had a problem, Man-whore.” Monster watched me as he took another drag.
“Monster this is my friend Gabby. Will you look after her tonight?” Miranda asked if she was asking him to babysit a toddler. Monster’s eyes roamed over me.
“Happy too.” Monster flipped the butt of his cigarette into the dirt and then turned to me. “You want a drink, Gabby?”
“Sure.” He put a hand on the small of my back to guide me inside. Miranda and Doc virtually ran through the crowd. Doc stopped to talk to a man with a barely clothed woman on his lap. With a grin, Doc grabbed the woman’s hand and all three of them went upstairs. Looking around the room I felt so out of place among the women who looked like they should be on the cover of a rock album. Again I grabbed the neck of my shirt and pulled up.
“Don’t do that.” Monster’s hot breath caressed my ear. His thumb rubbed the small of my back. “You have nothing to hide.” A nervous laugh rolled out of me as my cheeks heated.
“How much have you had to drink?” I nodded to the beer bottle in his hand.
“My eyes work just fine, baby.” Those brown eyes of his sparkled at me. His pupils weren’t dilated. He hadn’t slurred his words. Monster had been walking upright. He wasn’t swaying as he looked down at me. He appeared sober but I didn’t know much about drunks. “You got nothing to be ashamed of.” He tilted the bottle back. His Adam’s Apple bobbed under his skin as he swallowed. “Or did you forget that Doc was ready to take you upstairs?” It wasn’t that I thought I was unattractive but I knew I brought a few extra pounds with me and that was a turn-off for most guys. “How about that drink?” People moved away from the bar as we approached. Monster drained his bottle and lifted it over his head. The bartender wore a plain leather vest, when he turned to the cooler a bright white prospects banner stood out. I turned to Monster. On his chest under his name was a patch that read SAA.
“What does that mean? SAA?” I shouted over the music.
“You ain’t been around bikers much, huh?” Monster smirked. Damn if that didn’t make my panties melt. “Sargent at Arms. Means I enforce the rules.”
“You get things done.” He leaned down into my ear.
“You bet your fine ass I do.” My cheeks flushed. Even if we didn’t end up in bed together Monster was going to fuel more than a few fantasies when the night was over. The bartender slid a fresh bottle over to him. “What’ll you have?” I’d heard horror stories about girls getting passed drugs in drinks. This place looked like the kind of place that could happen. I hated beer but it was the safest option.
“Beer?” Monster smiled. The prospect ran off towards the cooler. He brought the closed bottle over and twisted off the top in front of me. I took the bottle. After I took a sip I put my thumb over the opening.
“No one’s going to drug you.” Monster rolled his eyes as if I was being absurd.
“Even a big girl needs to watch out for herself.” Monster shifted to stand in front of me, pinning my back to the bar. Was that a go-to move for bikers?
“No one is going to fuck with you. I might fuck you,“ he winked, “but no one is going to fuck with you so long as you’re with me.” I put a hand on the solid wall that was his chest and pushed him back. His hand covered mine holding me there. I was definitely out of a pair of panties. “Let’s dance.” He pulled me away from the bar.
There wasn’t a formal dance floor but people again made room for the mountain of a Monster man. He pulled me in front of him with the flourish of a ballroom dancer. Monster’s hips ground into my stomach, the bulge of his cock more than evident. The more he pressed into me the more I wanted to wrap my arms around his neck and hang on for dear life. I closed my eyes trying to push those thoughts away until we were at least behind closed doors. We swayed together for two full songs. Each beat made me want him more. Sweat ran down my back gripping my t-shirt like Velcro. We got another round of drinks and then Monster tugged on my waist. “Come on let’s head outside.” I took a deep breath as the cool air hit my skin. It felt good to be out of the crowd inside. Monster lit a cigarette and then leaned back on the railing. “What is your story?”
“Not much of a story.” Monster cocked an eyebrow at me as he took a drag of his cigarette. “Seriously. School, work, repeat.” I chuckled and leaned against the post holding up the porch roof.
“How do you know Miranda?” I appreciated the attempt at small talk.
“We’ve been friends since high school.” Monster shook his head.
“I don’t see it. You’re too preppy.”
“Preppy?” I was mildly offended. I wasn’t as adventurous as Miranda but I sure as Hell wasn’t preppy.
“Nothing wrong with being a little preppy.” He grinned as he pushed himself up from the railing. “The preppy ones are the ones to look out for.” He pulled me close looking down at me. “I bet you’re wild in bed.”
“Only one way to find out.” I blurted out and almost slapped my hand over my mouth. Monster took a drag of his cigarette and then flipped his butt into the gravel beyond the porch. Taking my hand, smoke trailed over his head as he pulled me through the party. Monster led me upstairs and then pulled me into what I assumed was his room but it could have been any random room, I wouldn’t have cared. Monster pressed me into the wall next to a bed. His breath was warm in my ear.
“I want you naked” He took the leather from his back and tossed it in a chair in the corner and then continued to remove his clothes. I was more than happy to comply. Was I going to sleep with a random biker? The answer was not only yes but Hell yes. My leggings hit the floor next to my shirt. Monster wrapped an arm around my waist and lifted me off the floor. His shoulder rippled under my hand. I leaned in to kiss him and he turned his head. He set me on the bed and laid on top of me. “No kissing, baby.” He brushed my hair away from my face. “Gotta save something for my old lady.” I froze.
“You have an old lady?” It was a small town. It wouldn’t take long for some crazy biker woman to come at me with a skateboard.
“Not yet.” I let the air out of my lungs. “Wouldn’t be doing this if I did. Probably why I don’t have one yet.”
“Good to know. The last thing I need to worry about is someone thinking I took their man.” Monster grunted and slid down my body until his lips wrapped around my nipple. Weaving my fingers into his hair I pulled him closer as I arched up. I moaned as he circled the area with his tongue. He lifted his head and moved to the other nipple. His hand moved across my hip. Callused fingers spread my lower lips open. His thumb pressed against my clit. “Oh fuck.” Monster lifted his head from my chest, that sexy smirk plastered on his face. His thumb continued to move as he watched me.
“That’s the plan isn’t it?” Words weren’t forming. I bit my bottom lip and nodded. “You don’t get out much do you?” He laughed. I shook my head. He pressed two fingers inside me, his thumb still circling my little ball of nerves. I arched hoping to pull his fingers deeper. “You need this don’t you baby?” I nodded. My hand grabbed his, holding it there as he worked me to near climax. Sure I’d masturbated but having a man touch me there was so much more satisfying. I closed my eyes relishing the feel of him.
“Don’t stop.” Monster pulled his hand free. My eyes snapped open.
“Don’t worry. We haven’t even got started.” Monster reached over me. His hard cock skimmed over my pussy. I was so desperate that made me moan. The drawer of the side table opened above my head. Monster leaned back on his knees, the condom in his fingers. “I’m going to give you what you need and then I want you to ride my dick. You feel me?” I would do whatever he wanted so long as he made me come. Monster stuck the foil of the condom wrapper between his teeth and ripped it open. I watched as he rolled the rubber down his shaft. “If you don’t like anything you let me know.”
“Hurry up and get inside me.” I pleaded. Using a hand he positioned himself. Once the tip of his cock was in he leaned forward and slammed home with a force that caused my tits to slap my chin. “Oh God.” I was so desperate I almost came right there. Monster froze breathing through his nose. I pressed my hips up into his, begging him to fuck me. Those brown eyes looked down at me. I brought my leg up next to his hip. His hips rolled up into me hitting that glorious spot inside of me that had never been touched before. I cried out in ecstasy as my body floated down to the mattress. Monster stopped moving. Already I wanted more. I needed to come again. “Don’t fucking stop.” With a chuckle, he got back to work building me up for another exquisite fall. Monster grunted over me. Sweat beaded on his forehead.
“Come.” He growled. This night needed to last me for a while. I bucked my hips up and Monster rolled to his back taking me with him. “Fuck.” He arched his neck back. His hands moved to my hips guiding me where he wanted me. When he brought his head back his eyes fixated on my chest as I bounced on top of him. I reached up to pull my hair off my back and let cooler air hit my skin. “That’s it.” Monster’s face twisted. His back lifted off the bed as he emptied himself. I pushed on his chest and continued to ride him, pushing for another release. His cock twitching inside of me as my hips ground into him. “You’re close?” I managed a nod. Monster flipped me to my back and lowered his mouth to my pussy. I grabbed his head pulling him forward. His tongue skimmed over my pussy. There was a knock on the door.
“Go away!” I called out.
“Monster!”
“You have got to be kidding me.” Monster’s voice was muffled between my legs. His head slipped from my hand. “Be right back.” He pulled the condom off and tossed it in the trash before grabbing his jeans from the floor and sliding them on. I wasn’t going to wait. I slid my fingers between my legs. “This better be important!” Monster snapped as the door swung open.
“We got an answer.” The man on the other side of the door sounded just as angry as Monster. “Popeye.”
“Fuck!” Monster’s fist went to the wall and I jumped.
“Church in five.” The man walked away. Monster turned and started grabbing his clothes. My core still throbbed but I knew whatever plans we had for the rest of the night weren’t going to happen.
“You need to grab Miranda and go.” He said as he sat down to pull on his socks.
“How long are to going to be? Maybe we can pick up where we left off?”
“No. You need to go.” He stated tossing my clothes at me. Sorting out my shirt I pulled it over my head.
“Can’t all this wait until tomorrow.” Monster sighed a sadness filling him.
“No. It can’t.” He looked over his shoulder at me. “This is the life.” He stood and pulled the leather onto his back. “Go home Gabby. Put your nose in a book and don’t come here again.” He opened the door and Miranda was there with her hand hanging in the air. “Get her out of here.” Miranda stepped back with a nod as Monster walked out.
“What is going on?”
“Club business. Get dressed.”
“What club business?”
“None of ours. Let’s go.” Miranda was scanning the floor. “You have everything?” Pulling my leggings on I looked around the room. I slid my feet into my sandals.
“I think so.” Miranda grabbed my hand and dragged me out of the room. She didn’t let go until we got to the car. Prospects were directing traffic as cars and motorcycles left in droves. The members were all watching from the little church house. Monster leaned against the wall. “Maybe I should get his number.” I headed for the church. Miranda’s hand closed on my arm.
“Gabby this is the life. If he wanted to give you his number he would have. Let’s go.” I looked back at the church in time to see all the men file in and close the door. I couldn’t help but feel that we had something unfinished. “Get in the car Gabby.” Miranda insisted. I slid in behind the wheel. The cute blonde that waved us through waved us out.
“What does that mean? This is the life? Monster said it too.”
“It’s just the way it is for them.” She shrugged and looked out the window.
“You don’t have a problem with that? Life getting interrupted for God knows what all the time?” Miranda looked over at me.
“If you love the man the club is a part of his life. The most important part. You learn to deal with it.”
“And you love Doc?” I was a little taken aback as I pulled into the driveway of our house. If she loved him how could she share him? The thought of sharing someone I cared about turned my stomach.
“Never said I did.” She got out of the car. “Look, I like the time I spend with Doc. If he asked me to be his old lady I wouldn’t turn him down. More importantly, though I’ve gotten to know the club and what it stands for. I would be proud to be any one of their old ladies.” I got out of the car.
“I don’t think I could live like that.”
“Then it’s a good thing Monster didn’t give you his number.” Miranda walked into the house and went to bed leaving me with my thoughts.
I wondered if I could get used to a life that could be interrupted. My needs were put on the back burner because the club came first. No that wasn’t the life my parents wanted for me. It wasn’t a life I wanted for myself. Closing my bedroom door I knew I had dodged a bullet by not getting Monster’s number. Monster was fun for a minute. That’s all he would ever be. Crawling into bed I turned my mind to school and the list of books I needed to read before finals.
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