by Amber Burns
Jose was following Sid around as he assessed each bike and started barking out parts that would be needed.
“I’m shit for body work,” he complained as he fingered a hole in one of the gas tanks. “We can get the engines fixed no problem, but the gas tanks are going to take me out of my comfort zone.”
“I’ll do the research and make sure we got all the equipment on hand in the shop,” Jose assured him. “It’ll be a learning experience.”
Sid drug his hands through his hair and turned to look at all of us, “It’ll be all hands on deck until we get all this shit fixed. I don’t even want to know what brought this on.”
He was a man in the dark I realized. Why?
“Don’t worry man,” Ricky stepped forward and offered him a hand. “It won’t take us long for shit to get back to business as usual. I’m sort of a jack of all trades. I’ll put some time in to help get everyone rolling again.”
It didn’t take us long for plans to be made. We would be working on the most damaged bikes first. Some weren’t bad off, and after some careful cranking, it was determined that the scratches could wait. My own bike seemed to make it unscathed, except for a few dings and scuffs.
The day was shot. The consequences from the exciting night had added up to a day of clean up. We didn’t talk to law enforcement, Wilson and Ted intercepted any of it, and they were the ones answered all the questions. It worried me, but I didn’t question it. It was probably the best way to keep anyone from mentioning the night before. No one talked about it, last night was only referenced and implied.
All of this, everything that happened, was taken down by the mic that was taped to my chest and put into the little device that was tucked into the waistband of my jeans. I doubted the person that would be tapped to review them would be too stupid to realize what happened. Or be able to put the dots together.
How the fuck was I going to fix this?
13
When I got home, I was sore and tired. I knew I had to make an effort to not overthink everything that had happened. I didn’t want to analyze any of it or what it might mean for me with everything that had been recorded. I couldn’t take the wire off, I had to have a certain number of hours with it taped to me and on. I had to announce the time and date when I put it on and when I took it off. One of the reasons Tara had been here at the end of the day was to ensure that I did, in fact, have it on.
Tonight, she must’ve noticed something was up. She eyed me in a way that made me feel uncomfortable and followed me back to my bedroom without a care. I took my cut off and hung it from its hook and stripped off my shirt.
“Tuesday, September 8th,” I paused to glance at my alarm clock, “Ten fifty-two pm.”
“Dunn in attendance,” she said before pushing the power button for me. “You okay?” She began to ease the medical tape off my skin. “I heard the reports that came in about the drive by. No one was seriously injured?”
“Bikes were all that really suffered. Surprisingly,” I watched her as she pulled the wire off me and took the drive from my jeans. “We had a nurse in attendance. She had everyone patched up. No one had to go to the hospital.”
“Yours is okay though,” she started to unbutton my jeans, and I felt the stress of the day start to flood a way as all the blood rushed south. “I heard it.”
“I got lucky,” I raised an eyebrow as she pressed my jeans off my hips. “Am I going to get lucky again?”
“Would you complain if you did?”
“Nope,” I couldn’t keep from grinning as she had my boxers join the pool of clothing around my ankles. “I’m not dumb enough to do that.”
“Good.”
Tara didn’t give me the opportunity to make any other wise cracks. She leaned against me, getting on her tippy toes and caught my mouth in a hungry kiss. I rumbled in approval and leaned down, moving to wrap my arms around her until she swatted them away.
“No,” she pulled away. “Keep your hands off,” she hissed at me.
Confused, I met her glare with one of my own. What was she up to? She got back up to kiss me, but instead of getting my lips, she went lower. She found my throat, and I tilted my head back as the brush of her lips and the scrape of her teeth seduced me into letting her have her way. Her hand wrapped around my already hardened cock and I rocked my hips against her, I liked the direction this was going, especially when she started to trail down from my neck to my chest. I hadn’t ever really considered myself overly sensitive, aside from the obvious areas, but when her mouth closed around one nipple, I could keep the gasp from escaping me. She teased me with her tongue and teeth, and I couldn’t keep my hands from her hair. I was ready to toss her onto the bed and wrestle her out of her clothing.
But as soon as my fingers tangled in her hair she jerked back and gave my bare ass a solid slap.
“No,” she growled at me. “Now if you don’t listen you’re going to find yourself taking care of this,” she gave my cock a slow stroke. “Do you want to do that?”
“No,” I swallowed hard. “But I’m gonna fuck you until neither of us can move when you’re done playing with me.”
The smile she gave me made my cock throb, I had to flex my hands to keep from grabbing her.
“We’ll see,” I threw back before going back to entertaining herself with my chest.
Tara traced the line between my pecs with her tongue before going down further. I held my breath as she lowered herself to her knees. She pinned me with a look, and I opted to tangle my hands in my own hair. I needed something to hold onto as her mouth had stalled at my belly button. I watched that little tongue swirl out to circle it. She was teasing me, daring me to challenge her. I knew it, but the vision of her lips wrapped around my cock kept me from doing anything. I wanted it so fucking much I would stand there and throb in her hand until she finally gave in.
When she started to move again, I couldn’t help the groan of relief. I felt electric when her tongue swept out along the base of my cock. It did nothing but encourage her teasing. Instead of going to the head of my cock and taking me into her mouth, she went lower and nosed at my balls.
“Jesus Christ,” I hissed out as she rolled one of my boys into her mouth.
This feeling was both heaven and hell. Her tongue swept along it, and her cheeks hollowed as she sucked on me. It made me pull on my hair when she switched to the other one.
If this was torture, I’d be happy to die this way. It didn’t get any better when her tongue swept up and followed the underside of my shaft until she got to the head of my dick. I might’ve been panting, but I stopped and lost myself in her hazel eyes as she looked up at me. I was lost to this woman, she had complete power over me, and she knew it. The moment her lips closed around the head of my cock I knew I would do just about anything she wanted without a thought to the consequences.
I moaned as I watched her swallow more of my length, the feel of her tongue making my toes curl. I couldn't look away, there was something to meet her gaze then seeing my dick disappearing into her mouth. She worked me slowly into her mouth until her nose was to my pubic bone. She held there, and I could feel her throat constrict around me. She pulled off of me with a gasp, and I felt my knees quake. If she did that again, I was sure they’d buckle. She went back to teasing me with her mouth, and she cupped my balls. It was becoming too much, and I knew if I let her get much further sex would be short.
I reached down and drug my fingers through her hair, trying to carefully ease her off of me. I didn’t even manage to pry her off my dick a little though. She swatted my hands a way and gave me a foul look.
“Stop,” she snapped.
“I want to fuck you,” I snapped back. “You keep this up, and I’m gonna bust as soon as I get ball deep.”
“You,” she gave my cock a hard tug so I couldn’t really argue. “Are not in a position to make demands. You’re supposed to just enjoy this.”
“I am,” I gritted out. “But if you’re wanting to have fun yo
u’re going to have to wait. I’m not going to be able to immediately get it back up. Dicks don’t work that way.”
“Shut up,” she looked amused now. “And just enjoy yourself.”
My partner didn’t give me a chance to steady myself as she went right back to swallowing me. It was so hard to stay upright. She worked me like I would be fucking her cunt, drawing me in deep then drawing me out. My hips followed the rhythm she set, and whatever bit of length that wasn’t in her mouth was held in the tight grip of her hand. My hands wavered by her head, but her eyes narrowed, and they pinned me; like she knew I wanted to pull her hair while I fucked her face. The sweet agony was back, and it was all I could do. I decided I was better off back to pulling my own hair. I didn’t want her to stop. She had me in deep and held me there again, my knees started to buckle, and I had to sit before I fell.
“Goddamn,” I moaned and tried widening my stance, but I knew that wasn’t going to do it. “You’re going to make me fall.”
She released me and growled up at me: “Then sit down.”
She got up and helped me carefully navigate my way to my bed. As soon as the backs of my calves touched it, she gave me a shove. I half hoped she would crawl on top of me and this would continue down that path. It didn’t. She shoved my legs apart, pausing to tug my boots off so my jeans and underwear wouldn’t get in the way. As soon as she had me the way she wanted me, my legs splayed wide open, she began to lick me slowly. She started from my balls up my shaft until she got to the head of my cock, I wasn’t going to be able to stave off an orgasm with the way she was going.
She swallowed me again, fully holding me in her throat until I groaned: “Do that again, and I’m gonna cum,” I gritted out.
Her eyes met mine again, and I was pierced, I watched as her mouth and hand worked me. It was all too much to see and feel.
“Tara!” her name came out in a croak and before I could make any further attempt to warn her I exploded with her lips firmly wrapped around my cock.
I threw my head back against the bed as the feelings just rushed through me, all of it centered on where she was wrapped around me. I groaned because it all felt too good, there was no way I’d be able to look at this woman the same way again. After all this was said in done, I knew in the back of my mind through all the throbbing pleasure she was giving me… that she had me.
“Was that so hard?” She cooed, and I felt the scrape of her teeth against my hip.
It was intoxicating, and I wished that I could get a second wind right then.
“Nope, probably won’t be hard again for at least an hour.”
I peered down at her, feeling the relief of that orgasm start to catch up with me. I felt drowsy, and I didn’t know if I was going to be able to keep true to my word.
“I’m not worried about that,” she climbed up onto the bed beside me. “I’m more worried about what happened today. Are you okay?”
I nodded and grimaced, “Did you do that out of pity?”
“No,” she sat up. “Concern. Because if this is how things are going to be now, you’re in more danger than you realized when you agreed to this.”
“Don’t worry,” I tried to wave away her concern as I back tracked further onto my bed. “Everything’s fine. The only thing I have to worry about right now is the backlash this is going to create from Captain.” I didn’t bother stifling a yawn that forced its way out. “It’s just more evidence that’s been collected, and I have no idea how to end the shit with the Crazy Aces before it gets worse.”
“You could tell the truth,” she said then rolled her eyes as if she already knew what I was going to say. “You could do your job like you’re supposed to and collect the evidence to shut this group down.”
“The Brotherhood,” I sat up and got close to her. “Aren’t the bad guys here. The Crazy Aces did a drive by in broad daylight! The guy we confronted had obvious signs of drug abuse. I would bet money that they’re pushing drugs, too. Maybe worse…,” I took a breath and slowly let it out, seeing the suspicion in her expression. “I haven’t seen the Brotherhood hurt anyone.”
“Just because you don’t see it,” she eyed me. “Doesn’t mean it doesn’t happen.” She stood. “Get some rest. I imagine after today’s reports go in Cap will want to have another meeting with you.”
“You’re not going to stay?” I thought for sure she’d be here the night. I had hoped she would be.
Tara gave me a slight smile, just a curl of her lips. “Not tonight. Another time, good night.”
She didn’t give me the chance to plead my case. Tara walked out of my bedroom, and after a beat, I heard the front door open then close.
I had no idea how to take this. I just found myself praying that she wouldn’t make me choose.
14
The following weeks were clean up. There were a few of the guys that were familiar enough with masonry to be able to patch up the pock marks that had littered the outside. The windows came first, of course. While there wasn’t a lot in the clubhouse, that I knew of, to be stolen, we didn’t want to tempt fate. Ted set up watch duty, though we were unarmed as far as I knew. He assigned two sets of two to guard the block that the clubhouse was on. Everyone had their share to put in, too. Fortunately, it wasn’t as bad as duty while in the service. I wasn’t sure if the Captain would understand the reason behind it.
Before long, things seemed to be returning to normal and we were hosting a cookout in celebration of Eddie’s return to the club. He’d been out of the hospital for a little while but was just not capable of riding a motorcycle yet.
“And boy,” he was finishing some story was at the bar with a beer in hand, and a shit eating grin on his face. “That’s not something I want to relive again.”
“How’d it happen now?” I asked.
I was waiting for my duty shift to start, I liked hanging out at the bar, so I had a reason to chat with Cindy.
“I got caught with my pants down with the wrong lady,” he smirked at me. “Ladies can’t get enough of ole Eddie. Her old man objected. Luckily,” he patted his shoulder. “It wasn’t serious.”
“Did you learn your lesson?” Ricky asked, there was something about his expression that got my attention. “You know not to fuck around with ladies that are attached to another man?”
I watched him shrug it off as if it weren’t a big deal, “If a hot mama comes to me asking for love who am I to tell her no? Not my fault her daddy don’t know what buttons to push.”
I blinked and looked at Ricky, “He’s serious?”
He laughed out loud and shook his head, “I doubt Eddie’s got women around the block for him to tap--”
“Hey!” Eddie glowered at him.
“--But I don’t doubt his story,” Ricky winked at him. “It seems like a Van Cleave thing to do.”
“Does this mean you’re good for duty, too?” I prodded.
“I gotta doctor’s note,” Eddie stepped away from the bar. “No hard labor for six months,” he took his beer with him. “So yea.. Gonna skip out on duty, bro.”
“I want to see that doctor,” I grunted as I went back to nursing my beer.
“No fucking kidding,” Ricky snorted.
“Enough about me,” Eddie shrugged and leaned back against the bar. “Where the fuck have you been, brother? You went scarce, and I figured someone around here musta run you off.” He tugged at the goatee he sported. “What happened?”
The last time I talked with Eddie it had been in reference to the first time I had sex with Tara. I looked away. All that followed that had been horrible, at least until recently. I still didn’t want to relive it. “Woman problems.”
Understanding dawned on his face, and he gave me a sympathetic look, “Hit you that hard, man?”
“You know what he’s talking about?” Ricky looked at Eddie. “Man, how do you manage to connect with people like that?”
“Skills, bro. People skills, learn ‘em.”
I felt on the spot as the
y made their exchange. I looked away and hoped it would give me an out until I felt their eyes on me. With a sigh, I gave in, “Yeah. I didn’t expect to get so invested with her. I guess she saw the light,” I shrugged. “She ended up coming around… It just took her some time. I didn’t mean to go AWOL. I just… I needed to figure out how to deal with it.”
“Rejection is some shit nobody likes to be dealt,” Ricky breathed. “I know that feeling.” He shook his head and gave me a look. “Just be careful. If you put a ring on it and she’s not one hundred percent into it, it’ll leave you heartbroken and penniless. I’ve had some brothers go out on a tour then come back to find their woman knocked up from some other guy,” he nodded towards Eddie. “Pricks like this guy like to prey on women.”
