the back of my bike doesn’t feel off this time. It makes me feel content. Like, I know she’s safe and out of harm’s way, either her own or made by others.
After speeding most of the way, I slow the bike as I pull up in front of the clubhouse. It isn’t like what they have out in California. We don’t all live here. It’s your basic warehouse turned clubhouse. We all have rooms here, in case of a lockdown or whatever shit might come our way, and we sure as fuck have used them more than once.
“Come on,” I extend my hand to her after climbing off my bike. I reach forward and pull the helmet from her head. I put the helmet on the seat before grabbing her hand in mine.
“They were shooting at us weren’t they?” she asks. Her voice isn’t even shaking. When I glance down at her I can see the high in her eyes.
“Yeah they were.”
“Holy shit. I have never felt that much adrenaline race through my body before in my life,” she squeals. I stop walking and move to stand in front of her. Confusion is clearly etched on my face.
“What the fuck did you just say?”
“I said, that was fucking awesome! Holy fuck, I need me some dick right now. I don’t think I’ve ever been this turned on in my life. Has this happened to you before?” she questions me. I raise my hands, resting them on my hips as I watch the excitement rolling off her. I don’t know that I’ve ever met a woman like Whitley before in my life. Someone that is fucking turned on by being shot at? Nope, this is a fucking first for me.
“You really are fucked up, yeah?” I ask her with a hint of a smile on my face.
“Don’t even act like you don’t like it. I can see your cock is hard as hell right now. You should put it to good use and take me behind the building,” she states. My jaw ticks with the thought of being inside her again. I wouldn’t mind that one bit if I’m being honest with myself.
“Let me talk to my prez first. Then I’ll fuck you on any surface you want.” When I turn to head inside she stops me.
“You promise?” she asks almost timidly. She’s looking over her shoulder at me.
“Promise.”
Chapter 16
Whitley
I think I’ve died and gone to heaven. This has to be heaven, right? Half naked bitches are sucking cock, and men are walking around shirtless only in their cuts. Holy hell. This must be heaven.
“Wipe that drool off your chin, darlin’” Mason leans in and says into my ear. Music is blasting through the walls. Lights flicker and flash while drinks are freely flowing. Mason keeps my hand tightly in his as he leads me through the maze of people. I don’t stop, looking at everything I possibly can. It’s like one giant fucking orgy in here. Stopping in front of a door Mason drags my body into his.
“I’ll be out in a minute. Wander if you want. Tell anyone that fucks with you that you’re with me. They won’t fuck with you after that,” he tells me. I raise an eyebrow before he asks me, “What the fuck is that look sweetheart?”
“What if I want to be fucked with?”
“You will be as soon as I’m done with this meetin’. You find someone better, you go for it.” A cynical smirk crosses his face before he kisses my forehead and disappears into the room. I spin on my heel and take in the excitement in front of me. A little red head walks up to me throwing her arm around my waist.
“Saw you come in with Mason. You want a drink?” she hollers over the music. Nodding my head, I follow her as she leads me through to the other side of the room. Once we get there, she releases my waist and hollers out a few orders. Passing me two shots and a beer, as I balance my drinks in my hands, she motions for me to follow her again.
“It’s quieter back here. I’m Tink,” she says.
“I’m Whit.” She raises her glass in salute before downing her shot.
“Do you play?” she asks nodding toward the pool table.
“Not in a long time.”
“Let’s do it then. I’m not very good, but as soon as the guys see we suck they’ll start offering to help,” she says giving me a wink. I get