by Brook Wilder
I waved away the apology and drank another shot. I had no doubt Theo probably made a whore of himself working the door at those strip clubs. I wasn’t in a position to judge. With what I knew about Theo, I felt confident he did his job well and treated all those girls with care and respect.
“But I guess we need to talk about that, though,” sighed Frost, sucking in a deep lungful of air. “I had to send Joey down to Madam X to cover your shift. Want to tell me what went down?”
“I guess, but can we keep it quiet?” Theo lowered his voice.
Frost’s face took on a more serious look and he asked Link and Marco to give us the room.
“Anything you can say to me, you can say to Tina,” he said, leaning back and linking his hands behind his head. “You get fired after you’re second shift? What gives?” Frost and Tina glanced quickly at me. I knew they believed I was the reason Theo got canned.
“Vinnie Greca,” he answered.
***
Frost knew who Theo was talking about, which surprised me. But, I supposed, supplying security for the majority of north LA’s bars and strip joints was bound to ensure you ran into the mob at some point, seeing as they frequented the majority of bars and strip joints in north LA.
Theo filled Frost in about Vinnie, the fight and armed standoff, and the deal to sell me. Tina watched me towards the end of the story. I couldn’t help it, a tear or two appeared in my eyes again, and she came over to hold me. “You poor baby,” she whispered softly. The mood in the room had taken a pretty depressing turn.
“Tina honey, go bring us another round,” instructed Frost. She smiled at me and got up to leave. The door closed behind her and Frost let out a long groan and stared at Theo. “So, what the fuck you want me to do, boy?”
“Honestly, I hadn’t thought that far ahead,” Theo replied.
“I got that,” Frost spat, an unanticipated anger creeping up to the surface. “I figured you were going to come in here and ask for some more responsibility. Figured you were getting bored just being muscle. Well, that’s the reason you’re still muscle. You don’t think far enough ahead.”
“Jesus, Frost, I didn’t mean…” Theo was clearly taken aback at being spoken to like this.
“I know, kid,” Frost reassured him, his anger subsiding. “You just put me in a jam, that’s all. Vinnie’s been looking for a way to push us out and have his own goons work these joints. We’re small enough not to be noticed by the mob generally, but Vinnie sees it as his right. The only thing we had going for us was the loyalty we earned from the other owners, by doing it right. Now, though, if he gets to you, by getting to Piper, and gets you to do something stupid, we could have a war. If that happens, win or lose, all our respect and, with it, our legit security contracts will disappear, pretty fucking quick and no mistake.” The bar next door erupted in a loud cheer. “You hear them? That’s the guys that will be out of work if that happens.”
Theo sat for a long minute, absorbing all this. I decided to speak.
“Does that mean you can’t help me?” I almost whispered. If this light of hope was snuffed out I didn’t know what I was going to do.
“Piper honey,” Frost gave me a wide smile, but his eyes held a look of sadness, “I really don’t know what we can do. I can’t risk a war.”
I could feel a lump form in my throat and it was getting hard to breathe. I was going to cry, but I didn’t want to put that on Frost. I wasn’t family. I was just some hooker Theo had managed to cause problems with, but I couldn’t blame him for making the decision he did. And I didn’t want him to think I was trying to guilt him into changing his mind.
“Excuse me,” I said, trying to hold it together, “I need to use the ladies room.”
I put my hand up to tell Theo to stay where he was and made my way out of the room. I stumbled back into the loud, hot, heaving bar. Tina came up to me and I signaled that I was okay, just going to freshen up. I took the tequila she offered me and drank it down. It helped, but I still needed to get out. I needed fresh air, eventually finding it through the door we came in by.
It was really dark outside now, no light pollution or streetlamps save the bar behind me, and the air was beautifully cool on my face. It brought me back to myself and I started to feel angry at the injustice of everything again. Past the bikes parked in front of me, the girls were still riding bare-assed up and down the road and the crowd was still cheering. I needed space, so I headed around the building again. I only made it as far as turning the first corner before I fell against it, my back thudding loudly against the wood.
I leaned forward, my hands on my knees. I felt like I was going to cry, like I was going to throw up, like I was going to explode. I felt a heavy tear run from my eye but suppressed the urge to sob. I had to run. It was the only option left. Just leave and never see Vinnie, Anna, LA, or Theo ever again. But please, I found myself thinking, please just let me see Theo once more.
“I’m so sorry,” Theo said, appearing suddenly beside me. “I really thought Frost would be able to help us.”
‘Us’ he said ‘help us’.
“How did you find me here?” I asked, standing up.
“Sorry. I followed you. I was worried.”
My head was foggy from the liquor. I couldn’t get everything straight in my brain. Frost, Vinnie, Anna, it was all too much. I couldn’t see all of it at once so I couldn’t grasp everything. The only thing I was suddenly sure of was that I wanted to fuck. I could feel my juices gathering in my loins. I needed to fuck Theo, right now.
“Theo,” I said reaching out to take a hold of his vest, “for fuck’s sake, stop saying sorry.”
I pulled him to me. He stumbled slightly but I caught him, pulling him close. I kept hold of the lapels of his vest, keeping him there, his chest pushing against my breasts. I looked up into his handsome face, our mouths just inches apart. If I was never going to see him again, I wanted him. I wanted him right there, right then.
I closed the gap between our mouths. I always tried to avoid kissing the men I was with, so this was my first proper kiss in years. The feel of his soft lips on mine, his sweet breath spiced with good tequila, the caress of his tongue as I gently forced our mouths open, it all made my head spin and my knees go weak. It was his turn to catch me now and he leaned me back against the wall. We kissed again, the sensation of our lips finally touching made me whimper against his mouth. I ran my fingers down his shirt, pulling it out of his jeans and putting my hands flat against his firm, sculptured abs.
He had one hand on the wall by my head, holding himself up, and the other on my back. I broke off breathlessly from his kiss and lifted up my top, holding my tits proudly before him. He tentatively brushed his free hand along the side of my breast, but I wanted him hard and fast and passionate. I reached up and pulled his face to my chest. His mouth on my nipple was gentle at first but quickly grew more aggressive, sending intense flickers of electricity on a direct line to my clit. My pussy throbbed and I could tell I was already pretty wet. I took his hand again and pressed it against my mound, groaning as I forced him harder against me.
I put his middle finger against the denim covering my aching clit, flexing my hips to push my pussy more firmly against him. I reached out to undo his pants as I ground my hidden sex against his hand. As he felt me loosen his jeans, he quickly took his hand away and spun me around to face the wall. He pulled down my shorts, kneeling on the grass to help me take my foot out. I leaned my head against the wooden wall, a surprised gasp escaping my lips as I felt his tongue on the back of my thighs.
I pushed my butt out, helping Theo’s tongue find its way in. His soft touch against the slick lips of my pussy made me writhe in pleasure and, when he hit my most sensitive spot, that same touch made me cry out. I didn’t want to wait any longer. What if we were discovered? We’d never get another chance. I needed him inside me. All I wanted was to fuck someone of my own choosing, for a change.
As if reading my mind, he stopped eating
my pussy and stood up. I heard the buckle on the belt of his jeans hit the floor and, in an instant, I felt the firm, thick tip of him pushing at my wet folds. He felt huge against my pussy. I had just enough time catch a single breath before he plunged himself into me, full speed.
“Oh, my GOD!” I screamed as his powerful rod surged its way through my insides. And he didn’t stop. As quickly as he entered me, he pulled back out. The feel of his stiff cock sliding along my velvet walls was delicious but I longed to have him buried deep inside me again.
“God, Theo,” I cried out, “fuck me hard! Don’t stop! Fuck me and shoot your load in my pussy!” He rammed himself back in again, going deeper this time and bringing another wild scream from me. I shoved back with my ass, trying to push him as far inside me as he could. Fuck, he felt good. I realized then I’d been wanting him inside me for a long time. I really liked him, maybe even loved him, and really wanted to make slow, sensual love with him, the kind of beautiful sex where we’d spend days together in bed, discovering every square inch of each other’s bodies. Only it didn’t look like we would ever have that chance, so I’d settle for a fast and dirty fuck. I wanted to be a whore for him. It was my choice. I wanted him to cum inside me so I had some small part of him to take with me when I disappeared. Maybe, just maybe, I thought, this would be so intense and passionate he would pound me to death. I could think of worse ways to go.
Every slam of his hips against my butt brought another moan of pleasure out of me. His rock hard dick felt amazing inside me and I could tell I was close. I couldn’t remember the last time I had an orgasm with a man and I figured I was overdue. His arm wrapped around me, mashing my tits into my chest. I put my free hand on his, making him pinch my nipples and grope me even harder.
My eyes were closed and my head was flung back. I could feel the release building inside me, down at my very core, getting nearer each time Theo’s cock hit that sweet spot deep in my pussy. Just keep fucking me, I thought to myself, pound me, just… one… more… time…!
My entire body lit up like a Christmas tree. Pleasure signals bounced from my lips to my fingertips, from my nipples to my clit, my very skin felt like it was on fire. My knees went weak and my arms flailed around behind me, grabbing his ass, his neck, whatever I could find as he held me up against him. “Fuck! Fuck! Fuck!” I screamed as he continued to slam his cock into me. Then, with one final, almighty shove, he drove himself harder than ever, my pulsating pussy lips gripping him so tight, and I felt the deep, warm bursting inside me as he let loose his hot seed. Jet after jet of thick cum felt like it was coating my insides and each pulse of his cock threatened to set my orgasm off again until, finally, all those explosive feelings just died away.
***
Breathlessly, we collapsed into the grass, landing on our sides. I let out a final whimper as he slid out of me, then he rolled onto his back.
“Fuck me, Piper,” he gasped.
“I thought I just did,” I smiled. However, inside, I felt like shit. That was it. That was my time with Theo. That would be the last good feeling I ever had. I as I felt his sticky cum leak out of me, I understood that I could never keep any of him with me. Within days, the feel of him, the memory of him, would be washed away, cleansed from my system by pain and suffering. Worse still, whether I went with Vinnie or ran, I would never be able to see him, touch him or feel him again.
“What’s wrong?” he asked, and I realized I was sobbing softly. I sat up and covered my breasts with my top. I found my shorts and slid them back over my boots. “Piper, tell me!” he sounded angry and put his hand on my arm. It was an instinctive reaction but I slapped it viciously away. “I’m sorry,” he whispered, after a long pause.
“It’s not you,” I said, not looking at him. “I’m sorry, I have to go.”
“Really?” he said with a hurt tone in his voice. “Well, okay. Let me get the bike.”
“No, please, Theo,” I still couldn’t look at him. “I need you to stay here. And I need you not to follow me.”
“If it was something I did…” he complained. Poor guy. I didn’t want to make him feel bad, but I had to get away from here, get away from him.
“Please, Theo, just stay here for a few minutes?” he didn’t respond so, still without looking at him, I turned, leaned in and kissed his cheek softly, then jumped up and ran to the crowd outside the bar.
***
I found a ride quickly enough. I think he thought his luck was in when this leggy blonde came up to him, asking him to take her home. He was an old, bearded guy named Rat and, as soon as he saw the dark eye makeup smeared down my cheeks, he couldn’t have been kinder or more gentlemanly. He saw me safely home, even though it must have been twenty miles out of his way.
It was still before midnight. So much for my wild, last night of partying. I got into my apartment, went through to my bedroom and collapsed onto my bed. The sobbing came again and I didn’t try to stop the tears this time. I heaved and cried, smearing mascara stained teardrops into my white comforter. Every memory of Theo’s face, every recollection of us racing along on his bike, every reminder of his touch, every time I felt like I could still feel him inside me, it all sent me shuddering into despair again. And it wasn’t even that I was going to miss him or wished for more time with him. It was the decision I’d made on the ride home, on the back of Rat’s bike that I was crying about. The only thing I could do, that wouldn’t get Theo or any of Anna’s other girls hurt, was to go with Vinnie. So that’s what I’d decided to do. I just had to get through tonight, first.
When I was finally cried out, I pulled off my boots and left them on the floor. I crawled under the covers in my shorts and tank top, eventually deciding that the shorts were too constricting and slithering out of them, then I fell deep asleep.
***
I stayed asleep right through until only two hours before I had to be back at work. I wondered where Theo was. I felt a little angry and betrayed that he’d left me alone. The one thing I thought I could depend on him for was to not listen and always chase after me but, at the same time, I was grateful that he’d done what I’d asked and hadn’t followed me, for once.
***
CHAPTER 10: Theo
I tried. I really did. I tried to not follow Piper. I stayed at the bar, I drank, I tried to reconnect with Frost and the guys I hadn’t seen for a while. But I failed. I was a morose dick to be around, bringing everyone else down. Piper needed to be alone after we’d had sex. I didn’t understand it, but I had to respect it. She hadn’t been with a man by her own choice in I don’t know how long, she was bound to need some time to process it. Now, though, was I just another in that long line of faceless men that she’s felt obliged to please for years? I’d been wanting to sleep with her almost since we met. I was sure I was falling for her. So I had to let her make the first move. I had to be sure she was fucking me because she wanted to, not because she felt like she had to.
It seemed to play out perfectly. Being with her lived up to all my fantasies but, of course, I wanted more. I was hoping she’d feel the same way but, when a girl wants to leave before I’ve even managed to get my pants back on, chances are high I did something wrong. All I wanted to do was find out what.
The following day Frost and Link kept trying to get me to stay in the clubhouse but I needed to go find her.
“Listen, dog,” said Link, trying to be helpful over eggs and bacon in the bar the next day. Most of the crew were at home with their wives or, just a select few of the harder drinkers, were asleep on the floor of the bar. “Listen, you need to forget her. If she gonna fuck you then run away, don’t chase her. There’re plenty more women that are just as eager to fuck you and run away even faster.” Link smiled, so I knew he was making this up as he went along. “It’s the ones that fuck you and want to stick around, they’re the ones you need to worry about.” Nothing he was saying was making me feel any better.
I was determined to go and find out what I did. It wasn’t until Fr
ost took me aside and spoke quietly with me that I found I had no choice.
“Hear me, kid,” he said softly as more and more brothers began waking up. “I been around a few years longer than you, believe it or not, and I’m gonna tell you something. If you never want to see Piper again, just keep going on like you’re doing and start hounding her, stalking her, and making a damn fool of yourself. She needs some time, that’s all.”
“Hate to say it, but he’s right, honey,” said Tina from over his shoulder.
Then, just to make sure I was going to take his advice and wasn’t going anywhere, he slapped me, tripped me, and, while I was on the ground, stole my bike keys. When I started threatening him, he just handed me a beer and told me I’d get them back this evening.
***
Finally, when the sun started to set, Frost let me go on my way. I was grateful, I guessed, because I suppose they made me stop and think, not go and harass her, maybe even drive a wedge between us. In the end, though, I felt like he realized how much I needed to talk to Piper, not to find out why she’d left, but just to be sure I hadn’t done anything to hurt her. It was tearing me up inside. I didn’t want to be part of the long list of people that had damaged her, so I guess he took pity on me and let me go.
