Tony drove his shoulder into the biker's stomach, sending him sprawling onto the ground. He grabbed him by the shirt collar, dragging him up and striking him in the jaw repeatedly. Kicking out wildly, his opponent managed to land a solid boot in his gut. Tony doubled over, coughing, giving the man time to scramble to his feet. Then, he drove an elbow between Tony’s shoulder blades.
"Fuck!" Tony made a frantic grab. He managed to hold onto the guy's jacket, keeping himself from falling to the ground. Then, they were back trading blows to the chest, face, stomach, anywhere they could reach. The men were panting and grunting, until a demanding shriek stopped them in their efforts.
"Stop it!"
Looking over they saw Kat, hands wrapped around the skinny woman's throat, as she knelt on her chest. Kat’s knees pinned the woman’s arms to her sides. The rival biker spat a mouthful of blood at the ground and reluctantly stepped away from Tony.
"Now," Kat addressed both the woman beneath her and her scowling lover, "you're both going to get back on your bike and get the fuck away from here, agreed?"
The gasping woman nodded her head frantically beneath Kat's grip. The man grumbled his agreement, too. With a sigh, Kat quickly got up and let the beaten woman scramble away and over to her man. Shaking his head, the rival biker looked over at Tony, even as he and his girlfriend got back on their ride.
"Fuckin' chicks, man."
Tony grimaced. "And they think we're violent."
As they motorcycle roared off and out of sight, Kat moved closer to Tony, raising her eyebrow.
"Are you complaining after I just saved your ass?"
Tony fixed her with an incredulous look, even as he was checking her over for serious injury. "Guys fight how guys fight. With our fists and shit. You women like using nails and teeth and pulling hair. It's brutal."
Kat smirked, holding up a small handful of stringy blonde hair she had liberated from her opponent’s scalp, before dropping it in the dirt. "If it makes you feel any better, I think she got a few good elbows in."
Tony shook his head. "I am both very scared and incredibly turned on right now."
Kat pressed herself tight against his body, hooking her fingers into the waist of his jeans.
"Well, which one are you feeling more right now?"
In response Tony grabbed her hips and ground the hard line of his cock against her.
"You have to ask?"
***
"What the hell happened to you two?"
Terri was wiping down the bar when Kat came trudging into the clubhouse. Tony was close behind her. Raising a hand to her face, Kat could feel the split, swollen lip she got from the fight. She hadn't really noticed, but Terri's exclamation made her turn and look at Tony. She took in his injuries, also. Nothing more than the beginnings of a black eye and a bloody nose that was already dried and swollen. Kat grinned at him before reassuring her friend.
"Ran into another lovely couple while we were out. From the east side of town."
Terri grimaced, coming around the bar to assess the pair of them. Poking the sides of Tony's nose, he swore and batted her hands away.
"Get off, woman. We're fine."
"There's a first aid kit in the office," she told him, ignoring his protests. She gestured towards the back of the club house. "Go and get yourselves sorted out."
He loped off, grumbling. Kat hung back, letting Terri turn her face this way and that until she was satisfied.
"Where is everyone?"
"Left about two hours ago. They've reopened South River Pass. Your father wants to see it before it's overrun with tourists."
"Sounds like Dad," Kat laughed. Then, she winced, as she felt her lips split painfully. "Wish I'd known. That would have been a good ride."
"Yes, well, your absence was definitely noted," Terri sighed with a meaningful look. "There's going to be an unpleasant conversation between that boy of yours and the men when they get back."
Kat grimaced. "If we leave now, we could make Mexico by tomorrow night." Only half joking, she left the older woman laughing and went to find her wayward lover.
He was bent over her father's desk, rifling through the first aid kit. Scattered bandages and ointments were everywhere.
"What are you doing?" Kat asked, standing beside him and looking at the mess he'd created.
"I'm not sure," he said with a sheepish smile, "but the lovely lady out there told me to move, so I did."
Kat laughed. "Come here." She pushed him back to sit on the solid timber desk, pulling an antiseptic swap out. She carefully wiped the small cuts on his cheeks. She dabbed at the dried blood and smiled when he reached up to do the same to her cut lip.
"You were very sexy out there today," she murmured against his surprisingly gentle fingers.
"I could say the same thing about you." He dropped his hands to her waist and pulled her closer between his legs. "Like a wildcat." He pressed his lips to hers, tasting the salty and sweet flavors of her mouth.
With a moan, Kat dropped her hands to his shoulders. She leaned in. She ignored the sting of her busted lips in favor of chasing his teasing tongue with her own.
Moving forward, she pressed her hands against his chest. She shoved him firmly, sending him back across the desk as she climbed astride his muscular body. The first aid kit and everything else on the desk went crashing to the floor. It was ignored by the gasping couple.
Kat felt the stiff length of his hard cock against her, as she writhed against him. She pulled back from their open mouth kiss, only to start tugging at their clothing. With laughter and snatched kisses, they tried to free themselves from their shirts and pants.
Tony's jeans were abandoned at his knees as soon as his thick cock jutted free. Kat's shirt ended up scrunched around her creamy waist. They didn't care. They were too busy touching, moaning, and licking the sweat from whatever skin they could reach. Scratching her sharp nails through the hair scattered across his chest, Kat laughed and soothed the red welts with her tongue. She bent her naked body over his own and made him throw his head back with a groan.
She was stunning, a wicked vixen crawling all over him. It was all he could do not to grab her and pound into her succulent body with abandon.
Soon enough her slender fingers found their way to the burning length of his prick. She leaned back on her knees. She fisted his cock tightly, panting as she watched his hips rise up and fuck her hand.
"Kat, baby, you're killing me," he managed to groan. His eyes were heavy lidded and begged her to take pity on him. Kat didn't reply. She just took one of his clenched hands and brought it to the junction of her thighs. She wanted him feel the slick wetness that had spread there.
"You've made me so wet, so ready for you," she whispered. She let go of his cock and crawled back up his body, until her wet pussy was barely grazing his jerking cock. Grasping it once more with impatient fingers, she slid the swollen head back and forth between her fold. She moaned and gasped at the knowledge of what was to come.
In one slick movement, she sank down onto his entire length. Her plump ass cheeks gripped his body, as he filled her completely. He groaned and grabbed her hips to steady himself. Her nails dug into the muscular planes of his stomach. Her cunt twitched and sucked around him, like heaven itself.
"Oh, baby!" Opening his eyes, Tony watched as she rose up the thick girth of his cock, before sinking down again. An expression of pure lust etched across her flushed face. Her hair was tumbling all around her shoulders. With each rise of her body up and down his length, her heavy breasts would bounce and shake obscenely.
Tony forced himself up onto one elbow. His other hand cupped and squeezed the voluptuous mounds in front of him. Her nipples were hard rosy peaks. They responded beneath his calloused thumbs and he heard gasps of pleasure come from her as he pinched and rolled them.
It's wasn't enough. He grabbed her hips quickly, as he sat up. Kat's legs wrapped around his waist and pulled her deeper onto his cock. She could feel his heavy sac, n
estled hot and promising against her ass. She wriggled cheekily, earning herself a playful smack on the behind. With his strong hands moving her hips, he lowered his head and took one and then the other taut nipple into his mouth. He suckled like a man starved, ravaging first one breast and then the other.
"Fuck, yes!" Kat was vaguely aware she was shouting, but she didn’t care. There was no one else in the clubhouse, besides Terri. She knew Terri wouldn’t care. Hell, she was probably proud. Tony pulled her deeper onto his cock, thrusting sharp, hard movements into her. There was no way Kat could keep this in. Her clit rubbed against his firm abs, slick and swollen. She reached down between them and rubbed furiously at the little button, as Tony encouraged her.
"That's it, baby. Come for me! Touch that hot little cunt!"
Kat could do little but obey, as her clit twitched between her fingers. Her pussy stretched wide and wanton and his commands gave her a husky thrill against her ear. She bounced frantically in his lap. The slickness of her cunt spread between them, as her climax rushed through her body. Her thighs shook and trembled. She buried her face in his broad sweaty shoulder, fingers stilling against herself, as she felt the ecstatic throb of her orgasm swell and ebb through her. Moaning and keening, she chased the waves of pleasure with jerking thrusts of her hips, until the pleasure subsided. Then, she was left panting and trembling in his arms.
Tony slowed momentarily. His broad hands soothed her, as he slid them up and down her back. Soon enough, his hands pulled her body against his hard cock, still buried inside of her. Through a post-orgasmic haze, Kat rode his pleasure. Her thighs spread wantonly as he drove into her with powerful thrusts. His skin slapped against hers with lurid sounds. Her cunt relaxed, flooded with her climax. The burning heat and soft flesh pulled him as he fucked her.
She looked sated and happy in his arms. He watched her mouth fall open in a soft 'O' of pleasure, even as he chased his own. He felt his balls draw up tight against his body, the arousal in his gut stretched to breaking point. Grinding her roughly down against his lap, he snapped his hips once, twice, finally coming with a choked off yell. He emptied himself inside of her.
His cock pulsed and spilled inside her soft core, filling her sensitive pussy with his thick completion, making her moan in gentle pleasure. She wriggled slightly and he gasped, stilling her against the overstimulation. He planted warm, wet kisses along her shoulder, as his body came down from its almost painful high.
They sat there in an intimate embrace for a long while, until Tony jokingly murmured, "I think you gave me another nosebleed."
***
The clubhouse was definitely emptied when they finally emerged. Kat insisted on returning to her apartment. She was filthy and finally starting to feel the effects of her earlier scuffle. She wanted a long hot shower. Although she told Tony he was welcome to join her, he declined. They both knew no relaxing would get done if they went back to the same place.
Kat knew he wasn't just good looks. He was smart, too. She told him this as she climbed onto her bike. She started the engine and laughed as he pretended to be outraged, shouting at her as she roared away.
It was the early hours of the morning by the time she fell into bed, clean, happy, and pleasantly sore. The memory of Tony's hands and lips on her body were the last thoughts on her mind before she fell asleep.
Unfortunately, it was barely an hour later before she was woken by the shrill ring of her cell phone. She glared at the illuminated numbers of the clock on her bedside table before answering the call.
"What?" It was too early and too late for politeness.
"I've done something terrible and stupid."
Terri's voice was anxious and Kat sat upright in alarm, flicking on the bedside light and rubbing her face.
"What do you mean? What's happened?"
The older woman's voice came down the line in a flood and Kat struggled to keep up.
"When the boys came home, Lawrence asked if I'd seen you. I said yes and that I sure was glad he'd taught you how to throw a punch when you were a young girl. He asked me why and I said, without thinking, that you might have ended up with more than a split lip."
Kat shook her head. Then, realizing that her friend couldn't see her, said, "I don't understand?"
"Well, he left! Just looked at me and walked back out of the house. I heard his bike leave. I thought it was strange, but I didn't think more about it until now. Until I realized how it could have come across!"
"Terri, you're not making any sense."
"Love, I cannot get a hold of your boy!"
Kat's blood ran cold. She froze, unable to think or respond. Terri continued to talk, regardless.
"I've tried everyone, my husband, your father. I cannot get through to anyone! I'm sorry, love, but they must have thought the worst!"
Kat was out of bed and flinging on clothes with one hand, as she yelled into the phone. "Where are you? Do you know where they've gone?"
"I'm at the club. No one's here."
"Fuck!" Kat kicked over a wayward stool as she ran through her apartment, grabbing her keys and pounding down the front steps. "Just stay there and keep calling people. I'm on my way."
Kat made a quick detour to Tony's apartment, but it was dark and empty. She didn't miss the broken door and felt her heart plummet as her fears were confirmed.
An innocent man was going to die.
At the clubhouse, she barely managed to park her bike before Terri came running outside, shaking her head.
"I still can't get through. I've tried your brothers’ girlfriends and a few wives, but no one has any idea where they've gone or what they're planning on doing. They just got a call and took off. Every one of them."
Kat felt sick. Of course, as the daughter of the club president, if anything happened to her then it was tantamount to war. Tony wouldn't be left alive. He would face the full wrath of every man in her life. She tried calling her father again, but the line was still “unavailable.”
"Okay, okay," Kat tried to think clearly. "They're out of range, so clearly they're not in the city anymore. Where else could they be?"
"How about anywhere in the entire fucking desert?" Terri looked just as sick as Kat felt, but they couldn't afford to lose their heads. Not when Tony could still be in possession of his.
"Not helping," she snapped, before snapping her fingers in triumph. "The water works!"
"Good!" Terri was nodding. "How about the limestone quarry?"
"Shit. That's possible too."
"Well," Terri said, "you take the water works and I'll take the quarry. Keep your phone on, alright? Got your gun?"
Kat nodded and peeled out of the lot before Terri had even climbed into her old Ford Mustang.
There was precious little traffic on the road. Kat was grateful in the back of her mind. She didn't have the presence of mind to negotiate traffic at the moment. She felt as though her heart was about to burst out of her chest as she accelerated faster and faster. She left the city lights in a blur behind her, pressing her body forward in her desperation to get closer to her target.
The lights of the old waterworks plant were sparse, barely enough for the occasional security patrol to drive by and give a cursory sweep. The crew knew when to use the place to their advantage and when to avoid it. Kat felt a thrill of satisfaction when realized that tonight was a good night.
She kept her eyes trained on the dull glow rising over the hill, hoping against hope that she wasn't too late. Leaving the gritty service road in a hail of dust and gravel, she shot through the narrow gap in the chain link fence faster than she had ever dared. She felt thin strands of her hair catch sharply against the wire, but she made it.
She couldn't hear anything above the roar of her bike, having to weave in and out of the massive network of towering water tanks and maintenance buildings. Her engine would be clearly audible to anyone in the area. Since no one came out to meet her, she felt her spirits plummet with the realization that there was no one here.
As she rounded the curve of the last tank, she hit the brakes and barely came to a stop before plowing into the crowd gathered there.
Letting her bike fall carelessly behind her, she ran towards the group of men. Her sharp eyes taking in the concerned faces of her brothers and fellow riders.
"Kat, stop!"
She ignored the hands grabbing at her, pulling her back, the voices calling her name. Instead, she shoved her way through the crowd of leather clad men, until she burst through the circle and into the light. Her eyes locked with her father's his sweat soaked and flushed face. He was surprised at seeing her there, but then her gaze dropped to the ground.
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