by Eden Rose
I put my hands out in the air and then feign being stupid. “What, Pinky?”
The Bear is walking out of the deli that is next to the salon with a bag of food and he’s chuckling to himself. “Good luck taming this chick. I have a feeling that she’s going to make you work for it.”
I don’t say anything but I grab the bag in his hands and then look inside to see the sandwiches perfectly wrapped. “This is chick food. We eat burgers, dude!”
The Bear yanks the bag back and then hands it over to Chantal. “Go have lunch with your friend, little kitten. I will see you tonight.”
Pinky hops off the bike but before she walks back into the salon, she jumps up on The Bear’s waist. Her arms wrap around his shoulders and her legs grip his waist. “I will see you later,” she says to him before kissing him.
My eyes widen as I catch the tongue that the both of them are sticking in the other’s mouths. I’m not going to lie for one fucking second that I’m not jealous of what they have. They have fought the odds to be together and they are stronger than ever. It’s no secret that I want what they have and I want the trust that they give one another with no holding back.
“All right!” I bark out and cough. I turn my head back to the salon and see Jen looking out. She’s looking at her friend but then when she catches me looking at her, she glances at me with a smile. I wink at her and walk over to my bike.
I don’t need to be around this to know how this ends. The Bear is going to be playing grab ass with his ol’ lady and I don’t want to fucking watch it because all I’m going to want to do is run into the salon and grab Jen.
“I’m gonna roll out, bro,” I tell him and saddle my bike.
Joe breaks his kiss and then saddles his own bike. “Where the fuck you goin’?”
I shrug and then look at Jen through the windows of her salon. “I gotta roll out, man.”
“See you guys later,” Chantal says and then struts into the salon.
My eyes follow her ass as she walks in and I don’t even bother hiding it either. “Are you checkin’ out my woman?” Joe asks me.
“Hey, man. When your ol’ lady is shaking her ass and wearing tighter than fuck jeans, you gotta know people are going to be looking.”
He chuckles and then starts up his bike. I do the same but before we ride out he looks over at the window one last time to look at his girlfriend. “She’s fuckin’ hot, right? Sometimes I have to force myself to let her go so it’s not considered sex slavery.”
If I had a piece like her, I definitely wouldn’t let her out of my sight. “I’m going to go to the field and let off a couple of rounds. I’ll see you back at the clubhouse.”
“I’m goin’ too! I need to test out my new gun that Fang sold me.”
Fang is the president of one of our allied motorcycle clubs. He’s a decent guy but he has his own views as to how things go and he’s not known for the quality that he brings to the table. I don’t blame Joe for wanting to test out his gun.
“You didn’t try it before you bought it?” I ask him over the roar of the engines. People stop and look over at us but I just smile my knowing smile and then they turn away. Everyone knows who we are and where we come from so I’m not worried about any of these fucks causing problems.
Joe lights his cigarette and then revs his bike to go towards the field. Well, I guess that answered my question.
The ride to the field is simple and not very far. It’s actually an abandoned warehouse that we have used for drops in the past but we like the fact that it’s in the middle of two counties and none of the cops come out here. We get to test out our new guns and ammo without having to worry about shit or people getting into our business.
I park my bike at the edge where the warehouse is placed and then hop off of it while Joe does the same. I take my guns out of the saddle bag and then reach into the other one to grab my ammo. I have four boxes of ammo each for the three guns that I have brought with me and I’m more than willing to shoot off every one of these in hopes of getting that blue haired woman off my mind.
“What’s goin’ on with you and Jen?” Joe asks me while he loads up his new Rueger.
Well, isn’t that the mother fucking question of the day. “Dude, I don’t fuckin’ know. She’s so hot and cold. One minute we are having some hot phone sex and then she ignores me for like a week. What the hell am I supposed to think about that?”
I line up my shot and so does Joe towards the tree that is a yard away. “Let’s make this interesting…” He says to me. “If I make this shot, you are going to fuck Jen tonight.”
I chuckle and fire my round into the target. “I’m planning on that anyways. I don’t need to bet on it.”
“Figured you would. Don’t you know that you’re supposed to let your prez win?”
“Nice try. If you wanted a little bitch to go shooting with you should have gone with Flip.”
JEN
The one thing that is always impossible is hiding something from your best friend because a true best friend will see through all of the bull shit and call you out on it. I should have known better than to try to hide the fact that I’m feeling Noah from Chantal because she called me out on it right away.
She’s seated in my chair and we are flipping through the color book to decide what she’s going to do this time. “I think that you should go different color pinks and have it look layered,” I suggest and point at the colors that I’m talking about.
“Girl, you know I trust you.”
I close the book and put it away and walk towards the back where I keep all of my dye and products.
“So!”
Fuck! I knew it was too good to be true.
“Yeah?” I call from the back room and start mixing all of the colors. I set each of the mixing bowls on the cart and start to walk out from the storage room but am met with my pint sized friend. “Girl, sit your ass back in my seat!” I demand with fake malice.
Chantal spins on her heels and walks back to my chair. Once she’s seated, she turns to look at me. “What’s going on with you and Slice? It looked like you were totally about to start fucking him in your chair!”
I blurt out a laugh. “Honey, just because you’re hanging out with bikers, doesn’t mean you can start talking like one,” I say and wink.
“Projection. Mmm!”
God damn it. “Fine! I don’t know what is going on with me and Slice but I know that I’m super fucking attracted to him and he showed me a picture of his dick.”
“He did? Is it big?”
I blurt out a laugh. “Is Joe’s big?” I ask her and place my hands on my hips. “Are you going to show me a picture of your man’s junk?”
“It’s huge! Holy shit. There are times that it feels like he’s going to split me in half and I walk funny afterwards.”
I shake my head and pull out the foils to begin doing her hair. “I will tell you that it looked big on the picture.”
Chantal waves her hand in front of her face and then blushes big time. “Jen, I am so in love with Joe it’s disgusting.”
I blurt out a laugh and she glares at me. “Haha. I knew that. None of this love shit. Let’s get you dyed and ready so we can get ready to go to the party tonight. I think tonight is the night that I’m going to flip the scripts.”
*
For the next two hours, I have listened to all of the tales that my best friend has to tell me from her stint at the clubhouse. I have never been to a motorcycle anything and I’m pretty excited to go to one now.
I’m finishing the cut on her hair when I get a wild idea in my mind. “Want to come over after this? I have a crazy idea!” I clap my hands and then set the hair dryer down in its carrier.
“Don’t you need to clean up?” Chantal asks me and looks around at the mess that we created.
“I’ll do it later.”
I spin Chantal in the chair so she can get a look at her hair in the mirror and she does look beautiful. The different color pink
s make her look like an innocent pixie. However, the contrast to her leather vest and tight jeans make her look like a bad ass. It’s the perfect match.
“You look fucking hot!” I squeal and pump my fists in the air.
Chantal fluffs her hair out and then stands up out of the chair with stiff legs. “Next time you get new furniture, get comfier seats!”
I shrug her off and run my fingers over her hair to make sure that it’s fluffed up enough to give her the Just- Fucked- Look. “Bitch, you got something to say about my seats? You buy me new ones!”
She starts laughing and then hands me over a hundred. “Here you go. Thanks for this! It looks great.”
I shove the money back into her hand. “It’s on Slice. He stuffed a Bennie in my tits for his hair cut.”
“Uh, that’s a new place for sticking money!” That was when Chantal tries to stick the Bennie in my tits where his brother is already resting!
“Let’s get out of here and back to my place. I need to get ready for my idea and you’re going to help me, bitch tits.”
We’re walking out of my salon and then I remembered that I wanted to talk to her about Jimmy. If anyone can figure out where he is, it’s her. I wait until we’re in the car before I mention it. Yeah, I’m stalling.
“So what did you want to talk to me about?” She asks me while buckling her seatbelt.
I do the same and then start the car. “This is a little hard for me to ask so I’m going to come right out and ask it.” I turn the turn signal on and begin driving to my apartment. “How do you hack into someone’s computer and see where they’re located?”
Chantal takes a deep breath and looks over at me. “Why do you want to know?”
Knowing that I can’t lie to my friend, I smile shyly and then tell her everything. “I’m married,” I state.
She gasps. “What the fuck are you talking about?” She blurts.
“My home life is nothing like I told you. My dad isn’t into sales and my mom isn’t a homemaker.” I pull into my parking spot and then turn off the car.
“Go on,” she encourages me.
We’re getting out of the car and I wait until we’re in my apartment before I finish. “Growing up, I didn’t have a normal family. My dad is a hitman and he was in some deep shit with some bad people. My bodyguard-”
“You had a bodyguard?”
“Yeah.”
“Shit! That’s awesome!”
“Not really. Anyway, my bodyguard beat the shit out of this guy because he was making fun of me and his dad ended up being someone important.” I tell her everything and she listens to me while I get ready for the party. She’s already dressed so she’s stretched out on my bed listening to everything I have to say.
“And he got out of prison?”
I nod my head while grabbing a skirt and a pair of jeans to try on. “He did. I think he’s found me and now I don’t know what to do.”
Chantal nods her head. “Why didn’t you tell me in the first place? I could have hacked into the prison’s system and got him more time.”
“That wouldn’t have worked. He only got the time he did because the fucking victim’s parents blew a fit.”
“How do you know he found you?”
I walk over to my purse that’s lying haphazardly on the ground. I rifle through the oversized bag until my fingers land on the pictures. Walking back over to my friend I hand them over to her. “So, these are kinda personal. No judging.”
“Duh,” she states and takes them from my hands. “Holy shit! You ever heard of closing your blinds?”
I shrug. “Nah, man. I like to be naked and it’s never been an issue until recently.”
“Give me your computer and I will go through it tonight or tomorrow and any information you have on your husband. I’m going to find him for you,” she declares.
Smiling, I jump on her. “Thank you! Please don’t tell anyone about this…”
“No one knows?”
I shrug. “No, I don’t want people to know about me and then judging me for what my dad did. Or does… I don’t know.”
“Does he call you a lot?” She rolls me off and then climbs off the bed.
Following her out, I answer her. “Every so often he will fucking call me and try to make me feel guilty for leaving. Oh, and he kinda knows about Slice and you… and your man.”
She nods. “All right. I got this.”
SLICE
Jen shows up at the clubhouse to hang out with Chantal and I can’t help but watch her as she talks to everyone. She’s a chill type of girl and I know that the girls and brothers would like her, but I didn’t anticipate feeling jealousy as she talked to everyone.
I walk over to her standing with Pinky and The Bear to throw my arm around her shoulders and draw her closer to my body. The woman is tiny and easy to move but her fiery personality is what makes me want her. We’ve been flirting shamelessly but neither of us have acted on it.
Until today.
“Hey, baby,” I whisper in her ear and slide my arm down her back to rest on the swell of her ass.
She purrs and looks over at me with her long eyelashes flickering. “Hey, handsome. You’ve got some nice digs.”
I shrug a little and let my hand drop to cop a feel. Her ass feels amazing in these tighter than shit shorts that she’s wearing. They’re jean shorts but they are so worn out that they feel soft. “Thanks,” I tell her.
Jen leans against me and then rubs her shoulder against my pec. Chantal is watching like a hawk and she’s taking everything in. I nod to the prez to tell him to get fucked but he shakes his head at me. I can see the challenge in his eyes. The mother fucker is challenging me to see if I’m going to close the deal with Jen.
Tonight is the night, though. Tonight is the night that I’m going to get a taste of Jen and it’s going to be epic.
Her blue hair tickles my nose and I get closer to her ear so my lips are brushing against her skin. “How about I show you the rest of the place?” I asked it like a question but I left no room for her to tell me no. I’m going to be with this girl and she’s going to stop teasing me.
She raises her perfectly shaped eyebrow at me and then looks over to Chantal who is still watching. The pounding bass from the music that is filtering throughout the house is vibrating through my body and I’m way too turned on.
“Chantal and Joe were about to show me,” she states matter-of-factly.
“Nah, I will show you around,” I inform her.
Chantal steps forward and places her hand on Jen’s arm to get her to stop but I’m tired of these games. Jen has been flaunting her shit around here all night and I’m ready for some action. Hell, I’m hell bent on getting some action and I’m going to find it balls deep in Jen. This blue haired woman has starred in too many of my jack offs in my shower.
I look at Chantal and then at Joe who must see the look of desperation in my eyes because he grabs ahold of his woman and pulls her aside. “Baby, let’s let them go tour the clubhouse and you and I can go finish where we left off.” Joe said it like a question but it was anything but.
“No, I told her I was going to show her around.”
I like Chantal and I’ve never had an issue with her even after she hacked into my computer and was trying to figure out who tried killing The Bear. Now, I have a problem with her because she’s standing in my way of getting what I want and that’s Jen. “Look, Pinky. Go hang out with your man and we’ll see you later.”
Without giving any of them a chance to say anything, I place my hand on the small of Jen’s back and lead her away. “Now, say bye to your friend and we will see them later,” I chide her playfully.
Jen shakes her head and allows me to lead her through the clubhouse until we get to my room. I lean in and kiss her cheek as I open the door and push it open.
Since I was anticipating having this hot woman in my room, I had one of the flies, Britney, come in and clean it. My sheets needed to be washed and I also neede
d my laundry done. It’s what she’s supposed to do around here and she doesn’t mind it at all.
She looks around the room with wide eyes and then stares at the bed with a wicked smile on her face. “Are you ready for some fun?” she asks me with a twinkle in her eye.
“Baby, I’ve been ready for some fun since I laid eyes on you,” I croon.
“Such a charmer. Let’s see you use that mouth on something else.” Jen places her hands on my chest to push me back and I step back just a little for her to gain her own space. “Woah. Are you sure, Slice?” She asks me.
Hearing my road name is normally a turn on when ladies say it but hearing it from her, it’s like a bucket of ice water is being dumped on me. “When we are in this room together, you call me by my name. I want to hear my name come from these luscious lips as I make you scream.”
She looks almost conflicted while she processes what I say, but I don’t allow her to over think this. I don’t want her to think that I’m just using her as a hole to stick my dick into because that’s not the case.
“Noah.”
My name coming off of those angel lips is enough to get my blood pumping if it wasn’t already. I’m already harder than a stone but now I’m ready for more. I place my hands on her hips and lift her up so she wraps her body around mine. Jen does what I want her to do without me even telling her to do it.
I take my hands that are wrapped around her hips and take them to her ass to hold her still. She flings her hair back and the blue strands fly like a ribbon.
Hands down, I have never been with a woman this beautiful before.
“Noah, please. Touch me,” she whimpers and grinds her pussy against my dick.
“Hold onto me,” I murmur against her ear. I take three steps towards the wall and shove her with just enough strength to get her to gasp and then I go crazy. After this push and pull game of wanting her and not being able to have her, I finally have her where I want her to be. I run open mouth kisses all down the column of her neck and grind my dick into the cleft of her pussy. My mind doesn’t know where to tell my hands and mouth to go because it’s so fucking ready.