"You better have washed your hands, Jersey!"
Jo turned back to Elena and Kima and assured them, "I’m more than ready for this. I’ll make all of you proud of me. Just you wait and see."
Needing it for courage, she grabbed the jug of Alabama Slammers and left with Jersey.
Kima and Elena followed slowly, both praying Jo would be able to pull this off.
~☠ ☠ ☠~
Nailz was standing in the middle of the dirt parking lot facing Skunk.
He knew this would be a quick fight and intended to hurt Skunk badly. Rabid would expect him to.
"You stupid fucker!" Nailz spat out. "You come from Virginia and try to touch my old lady? Then you demand her? Skunk, I know you ain't the brightest bro here, but going against me? You're dead."
"I want to fight Jersey, not you Nailz. She said she belonged to both of you." Skunk was whining.
Jersey spoke up from the side. "She was always Nailz. We just play around. So you fight him. If you win, Skunky, I'll fight your ass. If there's anything left to fight."
Nailz didn't wait for Skunk to whine anymore. His fist plowed into Skunk's big gut. Skunk doubled over in pain as Nailz’ knee hit his chin.
"Nobody touches what’s mine! Now you want to call it, Skunk, or will somebody in your chapter step in for you?" Nailz roared.
He looked toward Skunk's chapter; none of his brothers stepped forward. Skunk stood up and swung at him, barely clipping his mouth but drawing a bit of blood.
That sneaky fucker, Nailz thought. He pounded into Skunk. Once the man was groaning on the ground he gave him a few hard kicks with his steel toed boots. Skunk laid there in a heap moaning.
Nailz looked around for Jo and when he saw her, he yelled "Jo - get your ass over here, old lady."
Jo walked toward Nailz, her head held proudly, knowing everyone believed she was fucking two bikers. Dear Lord, how did she end up in this mess? She wouldn't let panic over take her. She looked at Nailz and kept walking paying no attention to the howls of laughter around her or the whispers.
She walked right into Nailz arms, whispering, "Thank you."
Her finger traced the blood off his lip and she sucked it into her mouth, before his lips touched her's. She opened her mouth and gave him a deep. hot kiss.
Nailz couldn't get over this Jo. Where the hell had she come from? He liked this Jo an awful lot.
Somebody from their chapter yelled to Jersey, "She's a blood thirsty wench, Jerz! Better Nailz got stuck with her!"
Nailz and Jo were still lost in their kiss.
It took awhile before Nailz broke away from Jo. He eyed the jug at her feet.
Nailz grinned at her. "Leave any for me, Brat?" Leaning down, he whispered in her ear, "I think maybe we need our own little party. Somewhere away from here."
She looked into his hooded gray eyes that were turning black with desire. This man had fought for her. He protected her from a fate she couldn't even imagine. This big, overbearing, badass biker that could be so intimidating and aggressive, yet so incredibly gentle with her. She realized right then and there that she was in love with Nailz.
Watching him fight had sent a delicious thrill coursing through her. As he moved it was like watching lightening flash through a storm. She was in awe. He was powerful, severe, and so incredibly sexy. It made her feel wanted and special because he was doing it for her.
Jo wanted nothing more at this moment than to go off with him and fuck his brains out.
Her life had changed this very night and there would be no turning back.
Decision made, she grabbed his hand and whispered, "Let's get out of here."
~☠ ☠ ☠~
China was standing at the window. She understood that Nailz was fighting to keep Jo safe. That was an honorable thing to do in her eyes, romantic too.
She wondered would a man ever love her that much? Sometimes she got depressed thinking she was so out of place in this country. She was saving her money to go to France… or to travel and see beautiful places. Dancing was the only way she knew to make money.
She had a nice, small studio apartment in Ocean Cove. Men asked her for dates but only one man was on her mind. And that was, as Kima called him, 'The Mighty Thrash'.
She was watching the fight when the door opened and he walked in. He came up and stood behind her while she was looking out the window. She spoke softly, "Shouldn't you be with your brothers? You didn't need to check on me, Thrash."
"Yeah, I did, honey. I know how you feel about violence and I didn't want you running again. Who named you China?"
She sighed as Thrash's arms went around her waist. " I never knew my real father. My step father said I was like a little China doll when he met my mother."
Thrash's breath was near her ear and she was melting backward into his body. "Do you dance under that name?" He asked.
"No. I dance under XE. Almost like sexy, get it?"
She was turning to face Thrash while he held her. She stared into his eyes as he bent his head. Thrash's voice grew husky, "You mind if I kiss you?"
She smiled up at him and it lit up his whole world. She spoke softly, with reverence. "No. I've been dreaming of you for a long time, Thrash." She parted her perfect lips.
"I'm here now, China, and I’m never letting go of you." Thrash was watching her seriously.
She wrapped her arms around his neck as their lips met.
"Hey China... you wanna be my old lady? Maybe work at the tattoo parlor? I've got plenty of room for you to live over the shop. We can take things real slow but I'd feel better if you were mine. After today I don't trust some of these crazy fuckers in my club."
China looked into those blue eyes and the thought of going to France went right out of her head.
"You want me to help you make beautiful art?"
Thrash just nodded yes. They went back to kissing. The world could have crashed down around them and neither would have noticed.
~☠ ☠ ☠~
V stood looking over the water. He was still thinking over the day's events. Skunk had successfully screwed up another party. And Nailz and his brother had old ladies, now. He was still trying to wrap his mind around that. He wondered what Rabid would have to say about everything when he called him tomorrow.
Hunter was down with Nailz reporting to Rabid about patching over. He said he'd even tell him he was considering it himself. Good. It would give Rabid something to think about.
He was a bit worried about Jersey's safety. Rabid would love to take him out. Somehow they'd have to watch out for him - he was a real brother, unlike those crazy fuckers like Skunk.
Now where the hell was his 'Trouble'? He needed to fuck her. There was nothing in this world sweeter than to end the day than by fucking Kima!
~☠ ☠ ☠ CHAPTER 20 ☠ ☠ ☠~
Nailz led Jo down to the dock, away from all the noise and that was somewhere private. It was now dark out and thousands of stars shone brightly in the night sky above them.
He had managed to grab a blanket and laid it down at the end of the dock. It was the same dock Nailz had dumped her into the water that day.
Nailz pulled Jo into his arms. She lay back, cradled against his chest. They were sitting there staring up at the stars, taking in the night sky. They were more magnified near the water and she felt that she could reach up and touch them.
"This is so beautiful, Nailz," she sighed.
"Not as beautiful as you," Nailz murmured back.
Jo turned in his arms and tilted her head up to him as he leaned in and kissed her. Their tongues met, swirling and playing until it became frantic. His hand moved up to her breast to cup it. He lightly squeezed, rubbing his thumb over her nipple. Jo moaned into his mouth.
Nailz broke the kiss and growled in a low husky voice, "I'm gonna give you your first lesson in being my old lady."
Jo had only had sex once before with an old boyfriend and it wasn't that great. It had hurt like hell and was over in about two minutes.
Sh
e looked at Nailz and wondered how many women he’d been with. She’d seen how they reacted to him and was certain they knew every trick in the book when it came to pleasing him. Jo didn't know if she could compete and was shy, insecure about her lack of skill.
She looked at him shyly." Nailz. I’m not very experienced when it comes to this."
"That's okay. I'll take it slow." he said, kissing her lightly.
Turning her so she was facing him, his lips found hers once more. She buried her hands in his hair and pulled him closer.
Jo was tingling with an aching need. She didn't want to take it slow. She’d wanted him from the very first day she’d seen him, standing proud, glorious and naked on the beach.
She was moving restlessly in Nailz's arms, rubbing her hands all over his hard biceps and chest. They moved down to his belt buckle and fumbled to get it undone. He could sense her urgency and stopped her, instead reaching down and undid it himself. He unbuttoned his jeans, shrugged them down, and his giant cock sprang free.
Holy Mother of God! Jo thought nervously.
She knew that Nailz was hung from the first time she 'played' doctor with him. Jo worried if it would even fit. His hard cock jutted out, both thick and long, waiting for attention.
Next he slid off his colors and yanked his t-shirt over his head. Nailz was simply breathtaking; all hard muscles and tattoos. He looked like some kind of huge, ancient warrior.
Jo looked up at him as she pulled her top off. Next, she reached around to unfastened her bra. Her breasts were small and firm and her rosy nipples pointed out in hard little nubs. She heard his intake of breath and he groaned, looking like he was in heaven. She quickly shimmied out of her jeans and panties.
Finally they were both naked.
Nailz gathered her into his arms, giving her a deep, tongued kiss as he laid her down on her back. He lazily trailed kisses down her neck and collarbone until he reached one of her breasts. Nailz cupped it and sucked hard on her nipple, flicking his tongue over it. His mouth made a light popping sound when he left it to do the same to the other. His other hand glided down to her mound, his finger finding her clit. Nailz started to rub it in small circular motions until Jo was whimpering. He lay partially on top of her and their mouths smashed together.
He moved down, parted her legs, and placed himself between them. Nailz dipped his tongue into her and found the sweet spot of hers. Jo gasped and moaned. He flicked his tongue back and forth on her clit, over and over again until she was writhing and groaning beneath him. Then he inserted a finger into her and Jo arched into him. He pumped her rapidly with one finger then inserted another.
Nailz was a big man and had to prepare her. Her pussy was tight and he could feel her slick juices coating his fingers. Jo was panting hard and suddenly she gasped, clenching down on his fingers. She whimpered in release.
Nailz couldn't wait any longer. He gathered Jo up, so she could straddle him. It would be easier for her. He held his thick cock and Jo realized what he wanted her to do. She positioned herself over it and slowly slid down, him taking him in, inch by inch. Finally she was seated on top of him.
Nailz grunted. "Fuck, woman! You feel so good and you’re so tight!"
Jo smiled down at him and gave herself a moment to get used to him. Wow. This felt so right.
Jo slowly began to move up and down and Nailz placed his hands on her hips to guide her. His hands moved to cup her breasts and he circled her nipples with his thumbs.
Nailz looked at her with desire and wonder. Jo's long red hair was flowing all around her and she was bathed in the starlight, staring into his eyes.
He began to pump into her, taking their rhythm faster, and she rode him like he was a prized stallion.
"I wanna see you play with your nipples," Nailz groaned.
Jo put her hands on her breasts and tweaked them, rolling them with her fingers. He started to pound furiously up into her, his cock slapping into her tight, wet pussy. Her tits were bouncing and she arched her back, her head falling back. Her hair flicked the tops of his thighs.
"Finger your clit," he bit out.
Obediently, she reached down and began to rub on her clit. Panting, her mouth slightly parted, her eyes on Nailz, they were both lost in the moment and to each other.
Suddenly Jo shuddered and Nailz felt her pussy clench around his cock. Jo cried out.
"Fuck, Jo!" He groaned as he shot his warm, silky cum into her over and over.
Jo collapsed on top of him. Nailz gathered her in his arms and they lay like that for a minute, catching their breaths, holding each other tight.
"That was pretty good for a beginner," he drawled lazily.
Jo eyes snapped open as she playfully slapped him on his chest "Pretty good?"
She gave him a sly, thoughtful look. Jo got that look in her eye just before she was about to trick him. Nailz looked at her warily, unsure what she was going to do.
Jo slowly smiled at him and said, "Hm... well maybe I just need some more old lady lessons. Practice makes perfect, ya know. After that, I'll show you how doctor is really played."
Nailz broke out laughing, looking relieved she was only teasing.
"Gotcha!" Jo laughed, peppering tiny kisses on his face and neck.
He looked up into the night sky and saw a shooting star. Nailz nudged Jo and pointed so she could see it too. She smiled dreamily at him, eyes sparkling.
Nailz smirked, "Are you ready for lesson two, Brat?"
Jo just kissed him back in answer.
~☠ ☠ ☠~
Jo woke up to the sound of waves lapping on the shore and the sun warm on her skin. She felt something warm and hard under her cheek and realized she was half sprawled against Nailz’ chest. His arms were draped around her, still asleep. He looked like a devilish, fallen angel,
The memory of last night came flooding back to her. They’d spent the whole night making love under the stars. She carefully shifted herself out under his arms and it took her a moment to get her bearings. She felt deliciously sore down there.
She spotted her clothes and was about to put them on when she found herself being pulled back down into Nailz's arms.
"Where do you think you’re going?" his whiskey voice growled.
Jo sighed, "I have to get going. My dad’s expecting me back home."
He nuzzled her neck, breathing in her scent. "Not yet. I'm not done with you."
He gave her a long, scorching kiss and she could feel his hardness against her stomach. Nailz couldn't get enough of her.
He whispered huskily and nibbled on her ear, "Phone your dad and tell him you've decided to stay another day. I want you here with me. Now that I got you, I'm not ready to let you go yet."
Jo smiled at that. "I guess I can think of something to tell my dad." She couldn't say no to Nailz; besides, she didn’t really want to leave him.
Nailz grinned then gathered her in his in arms and rolled on top of her. He rested between her parted thighs. They began their morning by making slow, lazy love.
Afterwards as they laid there, they could hear the Harley's in the distance, leaving the Lodge. The party was over and the last of the bikers were leaving.
Nailz looked at Jo, "This might have been the best party Hunter's ever had."
Jo yawned, "Mm, I got you yesterday, so yeah I think so too! But I like things quiet better."
Nailz smiled at her, "Me too."
He rolled on top of her and she gasped as he entered her again.
~☠ ☠ ☠~
Later that day Nailz and Jo decided they should go on a picnic lunch. They went down to a clearing near the cedar creek he loved. She rode on the back of his bike, holding tightly to his waist.
When they got there, Jo stretched and took in the pretty surroundings. She removed her boots and socks, then wiggled her toes. It felt good.
She laid a blanket down and went back to his bike to get the food she’d packed. There were chicken salad sandwiches, some of Elena's homemade cookies, and
some fresh Jersey peaches. She had packed paper plates and napkins as well. Nailz had snagged a few bottles of beer from V's cooler.
While Jo went back to the bike, Nailz tossed off his clothes and lay down on the blanket. The warm sun felt good on his naked body as he reclined back, enjoying the peace and nature around him. Nailz sighed in contentment, thinking that this was the best day ever.
No sooner than he thought that, he started to feel sharp, tiny pin-pricks piercing all over his ass and back.
Holy hell!
He was getting bit all over! His ass felt like it was on fire and his balls where getting bit to shit. What the fuck was biting him? Nailz looked down and saw red ants swarming over him. He tried jumping up and down to get them off.
Damn Jo! He thought. This was her bright idea, as usual. She put the blanket on a fucking ant hill!
Nailz tried to brush the ants off but more kept coming. He looked for the creek and ran as fast as he could toward it. Fucking ants! Plunging into the water, he hoped to drown those fuckers.
Jo was watching from a distance, in amazement, as she saw Nailz jumping and hopping around. What the fuck was he doing? Was he crazy? Damn man!
He then took off toward the water, streaking naked as if the Jersey Devil was after him!
Jo wondered if maybe Nailz had some native Indian in him. Was this a native tribal dance to the sun or some shit? She didn't know what Nailz was. She didn't even know his first or last name! That was rude of him to go off like that while she was going to make a lovely picnic for them.
She dropped the food, still in the knapsack, on the blanket and strolled to the creek. Hands on her hips Jo stared at Nailz. "You are so rude, Nailz! You could have at least waited for me before you did that dance of yours!"
Nailz was busy rubbing mud all over himself. "Josephine, I swear you did this to me on purpose! I wasn't dancing. I had red ants biting the shit outta' my ass!"
Jo looked down in horror as she felt biting ants on her feet. "Nailz, help! Ants are attacking me too!"
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