“You owe me, Sweet-Cheeks- “
“I don’t owe you shit, Skully! -“
“Whoa Tanya… Just coffee. I still want us to have that coffee date.” Her fingers froze from fumbling with the strap under her chin. I reached up to loosen it for her.
“Sure. Ok. I’ll make you a cup.” She mumbled. Her breath on my knuckles made me all butter fingers and now I was fumbling with her strap. I finally got it loose enough for her. She took it off as I worked on mine. I kicked my stand out and climbed off the bike, hanging my lid on the handlebar and followed her up the stairs to her apartment.
I sank into her comfy couch and bounced a couple of times. “I slept pretty good on this the other night.”
Pretty in Pink was making that pot of coffee in her kitchen. “Well, glad I could make that happen for ya, Skully.” It was a mumble but I heard it.
I got up off the couch and walked over to her in the kitchen. Her brows were furrowed. I guessed her mind was still thinking about the ex-douche-bag boyfriend. “That douche-bag doesn’t look like your type.”
She looked up from pouring water into the coffee maker. “How the fuck do you know what’s my type, Skully?” She came at me and stopped only a few inches, her jaw jutting out, eyes lit with anger.
I raised my hands up. “Whoa Tanya. It’s a compliment. I don’t know much about you. Yet. But I just don’t see it. You deserve someone that puts you first. That guy Matthew thinks he comes first. Before you. Before that chick hanging on his arm. And he seemed to have a problem with your Chaos brothers. They’re just dirty biker bastards to him.” She lowered her eyes. I moved toward her and lifted her chin and our eyes locked. “You deserve a man that puts you first, Tanya…”
She stepped back and was up against the refrigerator. I moved in and touched her lips with mine. Soft. She moaned and then her lips pressed harder against mine. She wrapped her arms around my neck. Her fingers combed into my hair and she pulled. My tongue invaded her lips and wrestled against hers. My dick sprung to life and pressed up against my zipper.
She moaned again. I pulled away and dropped to my knees in front of her. She looked down at me, her eyes glossed over. I clutched both cheeks of her plump ass. I buried my face in between her thighs and inhaled her scent. Her hands were still tangled in my hair. I leaned back, unbuttoning and unzipping her jeans. I yanked them down, along with her lacey hot pink panties, and smashed my mouth up against her sweet pussy. My tongue darted out and right up the middle of her slit. Her head fell back, and she cried out. She tasted so sweet.
“You’re fucking delicious, Tanya. I knew you would be.”
“Kiss me, Owen.” She pleaded. I stood back up and leaned into her for another taste of her mouth. My dick was hard as a fuckin rock, to the point of pain. She reached down and rubbed her palm down my length. She made me moan that time.
Not sure why, but she suddenly stopped kissing me. Stopped touching me. She stepped back. “What the hell are we doing?”
I had to steady myself. Get my pounding heart back to a normal pace. “I’m not apologizing for what just happened. You want it as much as I do, Tanya. That’s why I stuck around. I can’t stop thinking about you.”
She folded her arms and that heat in her eyes disappeared. “Well you’re going to have to stop thinking about me, Skully. This will not go anywhere. It shouldn’t have gotten this far anyway.”
I turned away and headed toward the door. “You can say that again, Sweet-Cheeks.”
10 Tanya
I opened my door. “Wait, Owen!” He stopped and turned around to look at me. His brows furrowed. “I didn’t mean that… Damit. I don’t know.”
He walked back to me. “What do you want, Tanya. Tell me.”
“I want to start over.”
He reached up and trailed his finger down my cheek. His mouth lifted into a smirk. “Ok. We can do that.”
My eyes betrayed me as tears sprung and ran down my cheeks, onto his finger. “He ripped my heart out. I can’t get it ripped out again. I I’m afraid to feel anymore.”
“You’re heart’s still there, Tanya. I can feel it. I’m afraid too. Maybe I should have left town. After I settled things with Knuck and the Hounds. I’m good with your Chaos brothers too. Not sure about Magnet though. He cares about you.”
“Yes, he does. He’s like a brother to me. After Matthew ended it, Magnet was there for me. All of Chaos were there for me.”
His finger left my chin and he shoved both hands into his jean pockets. “How about this. I’ll step back. I need to get my act together anyway. Find me a good legit job. Start over.”
No more tears sprung. My lips lifted in a smile. “Sounds like a plan, Skully.”
“Take care, sweet-cheeks. I had a great time with you today.” He smiled and turned back toward the stairs. I heard his pipes rumble to life as he started his bike and rode away.
I sat in Ratchet’s kitchen with Sam. I called her a few days later because I needed a friend to talk to. Other than Magnet, of course. Sam brewed us both some coffee, and I told her about Skully. The ride, the coffee shop, his kiss. I left out that he licked my pussy.
“I never had to chance to thank him myself, Tanya. For his help to get me away from Sid and those Russians.”
“He’s out. He’s not a Ho Hell Hound anymore. He made his peace with them and with Chaos too.”
“And you’re attracted to each other.”
She was smiling when I lifted my eyes from my coffee cup to her. “Shit… Yes… Is it that noticeable?”
“Yes. It is.”
I started shaking my head. “So what the hell do I do about it?”
“You can’t help being attracted to someone Tanya. I couldn’t help it when I first met Ratchet. Love is Chaotic.”
“Whoa! Who said anything about love?”
“Well not just love. But feelings too. Feelings can be Chaotic too. It just never makes sense I guess.”
“He even asked me what I wanted. With Matthew it was always what he wanted. It was never about me.”
“Skully is not Matthew.”
“You can say that again!” We both busted out laughing.
“So, what did you tell him?”
“That we should start over.”
“Well, you just answered your own question sweetie.”
The next day my car was ready, so Magnet gave me a lift to the auto shop. He picked me up on his custom softail. It was neon yellow, with a stretched-out springer front end and high bars. He only had a p-pad on the back fender that I had my ass on so many times before. The back pegs were up high, so my knees were up, in the breeze.
With the roar of his pipes, there was no way he could talk to me during the ride. But once we got to the auto shop and off his bike, he let me have it.
“So that Hounds still around? Is he bothering you, Tanya?”
“He’s not bothering me. We went out for a ride on his bike and had some coffee. That’s it.”
“What the fuck? I told that motherfucker to stay away from you!”
“Cut it out, Magnet. I know he made peace with the Hounds and he’s good with Chaos too. He hasn’t done anything to hurt me. Besides, it’s up to me who I ride with, have coffee with, who I fuck. Not you.”
Magnet raked his hand through his short light brown hair. He looked down, shaking his head. “Yeah that is all up to you. Just don’t want him coming around the clubhouse.”
“Magnet, he never had a beef with you. Matter of fact, he helped Ratchet. He helped Sam. Do you know what would have happened if he didn’t save her? She’d be shipped off somewhere by Russian sex traffickers. And what do you think would have happened to Ratchet? He would have signed his own death warrant. He would have gone after the Hell Hounds and anyone who even had a Russian accent! And he’d be dead by now.”
“Damit, Tanya. You’re like a sister to me. I just don’t want see you crushed again like you were with douche-bag Matthew- “
I busted out with a laugh. “That�
��s what Skully called him too.”
“Well… we both can agree on that…” His mouth lifted into a smile. He reached out and wrapped me in his arms. “OK sis. You’re a big girl. You know how to take care of yourself. And I know for sure you call the shots with Skully.”
“Thanks Magnet.” I mumbled into his chest and closed my eyes, soaking in his brotherly love.
11 Tanya
The only good thing that came out of it was Noah. If I didn’t have him, I would have had to suffer this alone.
“Who was it, Tanya?” He sat with me in on the couch in my parent’s basement. His arm around my shoulders, His brows drawn together.
Another painful cramp coming. “It doesn’t matter now, Noah.” I hunched over, wrapping my arms around my stomach. The pain of an intense cramp shot through me. I cried out.
Noah held me as I rode through the pain. He didn’t know what else to do. I was just glad he was there. And he would keep this a secret between us. No one could find out. No one in school. Not even my parents. He lived across the street and went to the same schools, all the way up to high school. Now it was our senior year.
He drove me to the clinic. And after it was done, he drove me home. Both my parents were at work, so it was just me and Noah.
12 Skully
I stayed out of Tanya’s way for a few weeks. I thought it best to give her some space. I didn’t want to smother her. Especially after I tasted her sweet lips and her sweet pussy. My dick was so rock hard it hurt. I had to jack off when I left her apartment that day. I had a history of banging chicks, before and during my days with the Hounds. Didn’t even remember their names. And yeah, I jacked off a lot too just for maintenance. But there was something about Tanya, and of course, I wanted to fuck her. A lot. When I rode up to her that day, she was standing there with that hot pink tank top and tight ass jeans. Her neck had a sheen of sweat and her hair was damp from standing in the hot sun, waiting for me.
I couldn’t stop thinking about her. The look in her eyes when I left her apartment. Pain? Sadness? Fear? Maybe all three. Now I needed to see her again. I sent her a text, asking if she’d meet me for a drink, not coffee this time. She replied yes, and she’d meet me again at the Crow Bar. I had the sudden urge to jump on the shitty bed in my motel room with a busted spring. But I kept my cool and steadied my racing heart.
I pulled in and parked my bike in the lot at the Crow Bar. I was about fifteen minutes early. I climbed off, unfastening my lid, surveying the lot. Plenty of trucks, cars and other bikes, but I didn’t see Tanya’s car. I went inside and sat at a small table for two near the pool tables. I ordered whiskey, neat, from the blond bartender and lit a smoke. The first taste of whiskey felt good going down, mixed with the taste of my half-smoked cigarette. I waited and looked around. A couple of bikers were playing pool, all dressed up in their leather do-rags and brand-new leather vests. A few others were bellied up to the bar, or sat at some tables, laughing and drinking.
Ten minutes later and into my second drink, Tanya walked in and walked toward me, l ooking as pretty as ever. Her high cheekbones, cute as ever. She wore tight ass jeans and a flowy black blouse. As she walked toward me, her hips swayed slightly, but not intentionally. It was part of her walk. She was a bit taller, wearing some black wedge sandals, h er hot pink toe nails peeking out from them.
She tilted her head when she sat across from me in the empty chair I saved for her. “Were you here long?” She smiled at me.
I swallowed to find my voice. “Not long. I’m just on my second drink. What would you like?” I went to the bar to get her a rum and coke and a third for me and brought them back to our table. She thanked me and took her first sip.
“How have you been?” My opening line. Not great, but I wanted to begin again where I left off – getting to know her.
“Busy at work.” She put her glass down. “Two weeks? Takes you that long to ask me out again?”
“I thought it best you have your space. I didn’t want to smother you with the look of me for a while.” I wanted to be honest and up front with her. “I also needed to figure out what to do next, since I don’t wear the diamond patch anymore. I got a job.”
The side of her mouth lifted into a smile. “Well that’s a start.” She lifted and tipped her glass at me. “Congrats, Skully.”
“Yeah. A legit job too. My buddy that owns that bike shop, Hardcore Cycles, next county over. He sold me that Dyna. He needs help in the garage. Just basic bike mechanic stuff. I know my way around a bike, so I took the job.”
Silence. I reached across the table and covered her little soft hand with the hot pink nail polish. The skull and cross bones inked on the top of my hand caught her attention. “Nice ink, Skully.” She traced the ink with her index finger. Her light touch sent goosebumps down my back. My cock jumped and slammed up against my zipper.
She looked up and met my eyes. I made sure my jaw didn’t drop. “Yeah. It hurt like a mother fucker. But I guess it should if it’s there forever. That way you don’t forget.” She pulled her small hand away from under mine.
“Did I say something wrong?”
She reached for her drink again. “No. Its ok.”
I leaned in and ran my calloused finger down her soft cheek. “Didn’t mean to say something to make you look so sad, Tanya.” Her head tilted and leaned into my hand.
“It’s ok, Skully. I’m just cranky and tired tonight. Let’s talk and share a few drinks, ok?”
“Sure thing, sweet-cheeks. Sure.”
We both turned toward the entrance of the Crow Bar, as Rusty stumbles in. Tanya’s eyes were round as saucers. Her mouth opened slightly. She reached into her purse, pulling out her phone, her fingers moving over the phone as she started to text. Her hot pink finger nails clicking on her phone. “Who are you texting?”
Her brows were down, concentrating on her texting. “Magnet. Ratchet.”
She tossed her phone on the table and stood up. I grabbed her wrist. She looked down at me. “Where you going?”
“I’m going over there and I’m gonna do to that piece of shit what he did to me.”
I was up off my chair. “Wait. Sit here for a few more minutes. He didn’t recognize my bike out front. He’s shit faced. Probably high on meth. Wait until your Chaos brothers get here. That’s why you texted them just now, right?”
She sat back down “Ok. I’ll wait a few minutes longer.”
We waited and watched Rusty. I was right. He was shit-faced and harassing the blond bartender. Ten minutes had passed, when I heard two sets of pipes thundering into the lot outside. Magnet and Ratchet.
Tanya was off her chair again. “OK. Let’s do this.”
I followed her to the bar, walking toward Rusty. He hunkered down in his stool, grumbling and chuckling. Magnet came first through the front door, Ratchet behind him. They moved toward us immediately.
Tanya stood right behind Rusty. Unmoving for a few seconds. “Hi Rusty. Remember me?”
Rusty heard her soft womanly voice and turned around on his stool slowly, grinning. He didn’t recognize her. Tanya’s hand shot out, right between his legs, and grabbed a handful. Most likely both his dick and balls. Rusty’s eyes bulged out of his skull, his face turned red in a blink of an eye. He yelled out, getting ready to reach for her arm. But he froze.
“You don’t remember me, Rusty? Well I remember you. I remember your putrid and disgusting hand down my pants a few weeks ago. Is that how you treat women? How does it feel when a woman grabs you back?”
Magnet and Ratchet were standing behind me by then. They both chuckled. I couldn’t help but laugh along with them. The sight of Tanya gripping Rusty’s man parts would be a good image to remember for a long time.
Rusty held his breath. His face became pale. “Skully is not a Hound anymore. He’s protected. By Chaos.” She let him go. He leaned over and gulped air back to his lunges. She turned from him and came to stand behind me. Her hand rested on my bicep. Ratchet and Magnet didn’t move
, but they were still chuckling.
I pushed Rusty back up to a sitting position on his stool. I grabbed his cut and brought my face right up into his. “Yeah motherfucker. I had a chat with Knuck. I’m out. and I’m good with the Hounds. But both the Chaos Kings and me are not good with you. Stay the fuck away, Rusty. Stay far away.” I released his cut, pushing him away from me, back up against the bar. “Now pay your tab and get the fuck out of here.”
13 Tanya
I was straddled on his bike behind him. I never rode in wedge heels before, so I made sure the soles were firmly planted on both foot pegs. I wrapped my arms around his waist. My hands pressed tight up against his t-shirt, feeling his muscled abs beneath it.
“Take me for ride, Skully. I don’t care where. Just ride.” I purred against his ear above the loud rumbling of pipes. I inhaled beneath his earlobe. His scent made my stomach do one of those flips and I was suddenly wet.
Skully kicked his heel down into first gear and rode us away from the Crow Bar. I kept my arms wrapped around him and rested my cheek on his shoulder. The humid night air pushed against us. I shut my eyes and let him ride me where ever he wanted. It seemed that both Magnet and Ratchet’s apprehension of Skully being around me eased a bit after I took care of Rusty. They were there for me, like they always have been. And they knew now that I was safe with Skully.
He took me down back roads that were heavily forested. I leaned with him as he took the sharp curves. He pulled into Mountain Lake County Park. It was late, and the park was secluded. He parked the bike next to a few picnic benches under huge oak trees. He kicked the stand down, lifting himself off the bike and taking his helmet off.
“Don’t get off. Stay right there.” He pivoted around, placed his lid on the asphalt and straddled himself back on the bike. Facing me.
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