by L. Loren
“Cinta, what the hell do you think you’re doing? We do NOT accost the guest at the Pink Sugar. I suggest you get your raggedy ass back behind that counter and get to work before I call your mama. And where the hell is your scarf?”
Auntie was a cock blocker for sure! Damn. I slowly peeled myself from Smoke’s sexy body and stepped back behind the front desk. Lika was standing there smirking at me, dangling that stupid scarf from her index finger with an ‘I told you so’ look on her face. I hate it here!
Smoke chuckled as I handed him his room key. He held onto my hand and looked me deep in the eyes making me flush to my core. The man exuded sex appeal. Then the big burly man bent down and kissed the back of my hand. What in the entire fuck?
Babydoll stood there burning a hole in the back of my head with her steely glare. She finally remembered her manners and greeted Mouse. Apparently, they had known each other from some charity foundation my aunt was involved in. Mouse was on the board of directors of the charity and they had worked closely together on a fundraiser the previous year. It was the first time I saw Auntie smile since I arrived. Maybe this Mouse lady would be good to have around.
“I’ll see you later Baby Bird. You make sure you call me when you get off, here.”
I nodded, afraid to answer out loud for fear Babydoll would embarrass me again. Smoke winked at me as he walked off toward the elevator. The way that man walked left a stupid grin on my face that I couldn’t wipe off. Lika sided up to me and whispered in my ear.
“I told you she would sniff you out.”
We both giggled as we observed Babydoll and Mouse’s exchange. The ladies seemed to really like each other, which was a shock. Mouse was super nice from what I could tell. My aunt was the reincarnation of Evillene™ from the Wiz. Right on cue, she turned her dark eyes towards Lika and me and yelled, “Back to work!” Just like in the movie. Big Mama sure missed her mark when she named my aunt.
Chapter 4
Smoke
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eaving Baby Bird on that street felt like I was leaving a part of me behind. I wanted to be with her. I swear the woman was part witch because she cast a spell on me. There were women everywhere just waiting to serve any and every biker in town, but I only wanted her. Today had been the longest night of my life. It didn’t help that the bed in my hotel room sucked ass. The mattress was lumpy, causing my already aching back to have a crick in it. Apparently, Mouse and Ace had the same issue with their bed.
Some of the boys and I were hanging out in front of the hotel. One of the Sweet Lips, those were the girls who hung about willing and waiting to fuck any of the brothers, and some sisters from what I heard, at the drop of a pair of boxers, had been tasked to book the rooms. The girl, I think her name was ‘Toni with an I”, was getting her ass chewed by a very pissed off First Lady. Mouse was a sweet woman, but don’t get on her bad side. I felt bad for the girl because Mouse was really digging giving it to her.
Once Mouse walked away from Toni, who was in total meltdown mode, she whipped out her phone and began a conversation that I couldn’t hear, but by the look on her face said it was a pleasant one. Ace sat on his bike watching and waiting like the rest of us. His semi-permanent scowl painted on his face. I drifted off into my thoughts of Baby Bird as we waited for god knows whatever Mouse was handling. It wasn’t my business, so I kept quiet and stayed in my lane.
The next thing I knew, I heard a boisterous laugh erupt from the First Lady. When I looked in her direction, her eyes were locked on me. The fuck? In the next moment, Mouse was making her way over to me talking about the ‘faraway look’ as she called it, on my face.
“Smoke, I’ve seen that look on plenty of men’s faces before. Who is she?”
“Damn, woman. How’d you know?”
She laughed and shook her head at me. I liked the prez’s ole lady. She had a motherly quality with all the guys that you couldn’t buy. Always taking care of us in her own way. Unless she was angry and then get the fuck out of her way.
“I told you. I’ve seen it a million times before. Now spill.”
“I met her in traffic on the way in. She’s amazing, my Baby Bird. Fun, beautiful and smart too. She might be just what this tired biker needs to rejuvenate him.”
“I like her already. I don’t think I’ve seen you this happy since we met. Leave it to you to fall for a chick at Bike Week. This is supposed to be a wild week for you. All these females running around just waiting for you to pick them out of the crowd and you go and fall for a girl. Classic.”
“What’s classic?”
Ace walked up behind his woman and wrapped himself around her. He was a possessive fucker. No matter where Mouse went, Ace was not far away. I always thought he was insecure about her, but after meeting Cinta, I realized it was a need he had to be near her. He wasn’t worried about another man getting with her. He simply needed her close to him. That realization made me look at Ace differently. In that moment our friendship deepened, and I finally understood his way of thinking.
“Your boy Smoke has been bitten.”
“Get the fuck outta here! Not Smoke. Mr. I am immune to love. Who’s the lucky lady?”
Ace started looking around the crowd of Sweet Lips. He must be joking. Those girls were a fun time, but I had my share of groupies. I was not turned on by any of them. The one I wanted would only be for me, not for me and any other man on a Harley.
“Not in here bro. I met her yesterday, on the street.”
“You talking about Fresh Meat? That sweet young girl that had you singing that pop shit? Looks like she already worked her magic on you. Any man willing to sing that girly music in front of his club is sprung with a capital S.”
“Yeah Prez. She’s special. Thing is, I got her number, but I never asked her name so I can’t find it in my contacts.”
Both Ace and Mouse started laughing their asses off. I had to admit it was a boneheaded move. I had to laugh at my damn self. Who the hell gets a girl’s number but not her name? This guy!
“Well, fuck, Smoke. Looks like you got some work to do. You’re gonna have to scroll through your entire list to find her. Is she worth it?”
“Fuck yeah she is. That woman is gonna be on my lap the rest of this week.”
“Then I guess we better settle this hotel shit so you can find your woman. Mouse, were you able to work things out with your contact?”
“Of course I was. Never doubt your wife, Ace. I got it handled. There are three suites waiting for us over at the Pink Sugar Hotel.”
“Three?”
“Yes, three. One for us. One for Smoke, and the last one for Baby, Obsession and Matrix. You know they were not about to let us slide out without them.”
SEEING BABY BIRD IN the lobby of that hotel did something to my insides that I hadn’t felt in a very long time. It awakened my heart in a way that I didn’t know I had missed until it happened. This one was special. I felt the need to wrap my arms around her on sight. I needed to have her close to me. To touch her soft skin and smell the sweet scent of her perfume. If I hadn’t been in the very public lobby of a hotel, I would have lifted her up and stuck my head in the crook of her neck, just to inhale her. She was my elixir to an ailment I didn’t know existed. It had been too long since I had seen her. I needed my fix.
When she smiled at me, my heart was hers. She was actually happy to see me. I hadn’t been able to keep my mind off her since we parted. My inner beast, that had been releasing himself the more time I spent with my club, was growling for me to let him out to play. The woman was going to be mine by day’s end. There was no doubt about that. My mission was to get so far inside her head that she would never be able to let me go. It was a dangerous game because I didn’t really know her, but something in my soul said it was worth the gamble.
After her crazy ass boss came out and yelled at her for kissing me while on duty, I decided to give her some space. The last thing she needed was me interrupting her life and causing her to lose the job she j
ust started. However, if she felt even an inkling of what I was feeling for her, she could leave this domicile of the damned. I would have no issue taking care of her needs. All I wanted was for her to be close to me. Against my better judgement, I left her at the front desk and went to settle into my room.
The shower in my suite was divine. The entire room was a site better than the dump we were at last night. My sore ass and back were feeling just fine as I relaxed on the bed thinking about my little bird. She was so beautiful, and my poor cock had been on rock status since she flashed that impish smile at me in traffic. I had a choice. I could either lay there thinking about my girl and use my hand for relief. Or, I could call down to the front desk, Option two, it was.
“Pink Sugar, this is Cinta. How may I help you?”
“I’ve got something long and hard in my bed and I need your assistance in making it go away.”
Dick move, I know, but effective and to the point.
“Well, sir, we really don’t offer those type of services at this establishment. Maybe you should have stayed at that first hotel you were in. I heard they offer a variety of options for you to choose from.”
She was playing with me. I know she knew my voice and I heard the little giggle she let out when she thought she covered the phone. The sound was muffled, but I still heard it.
“They don’t have what I need on the menu, darlin’. I was told it was only available at the Pink Sugar Hotel and that it could be mine exclusively. Now, how about you help me out? There’s a bonus in it for you.”
“Oh really, well exclusivity is my specialty. Whether I can help you out or not depends on the size of the bonus. Is it a big bonus?”
“So I’ve been told. Why don’t you come up here and find out? You know the room number.”
I hung up the phone, tired of playing that game. I needed her in my space. I had a feeling she would come for me. Several times, once I got my hands on her.
As I lay there running my hand over my hardness, I heard the door unlock and in walked an angel. She looked delicious, even in that polyester uniform she was donning. It didn’t matter what she was wearing anyway. It would be tossed in the next two minutes.
“Oh, looks like you started the party without me. Need a hand?”
“Baby, I need more than a hand. I need a mouth and a warm wet pussy to handle all this.”
Bird watched as I squeezed the tip of my cock. Her eyes dilated as a drop of precum seeped onto my hand. She was aroused as fuck, and I wanted her riding me. Face or cock, her choice.
“Fuck me, Smoke!”
“That’s what I’m aiming to do as soon as you shed those clothes. Hurry up. I’m in need.”
Clothes went flying around the room, her jacket landing on my face. I chuckled at my bird. She was a live wire. I knew she was going to be fun. Removing the jacket from my face, I noticed that she was wearing this sexy as fuck bra and thong set. My junk started leaking all over my hand. Agent Provocateur™. I knew it well. The number she had on was sheer, see thru and had me salivating for a taste of those glorious chocolate tipped tits.
“Come here, Bird.”
I could barely contain myself as she hurried toward the bed. Just as she reached the edge of the bed, I saw a little present she had waiting for me. Baby Bird had a Princess Diana piercing down below. I shoved my face in her essence so fast I shocked myself. I had no idea what had come over me. Sex had never been this urgent in the past, but with Cinta all my sensibilities went out of the damn door. I felt like an animal uncaged for the first time. My primal instinct took over my body. Her nectar smelled like heaven. My tongue uncontrollably flicked at her jewelry through her panties. The need to taste her was undeniable. The little whimper that escaped her mouth sent me into overdrive.
I picked Bird up and laid back on the bed with her hovering above my face. My look up to heaven was phenomenal. That cute little clit bob did it for me. All control was lost the moment I parted her chocolate folds with my fingers. Attack was the only word going through my mind and that’s exactly what I did. I devoured her sweet little cunt. She tasted of strawberries and cream. I “fuckin’ kid you not. It was my new favorite flavor.
“Fuck Bird. I knew you’d be delicious.”
“Oh, Smoke. Please don’t stop. Your mouth is amazing baby.”
You damn right it is. I prided myself on bringing pleasure to my woman. I didn’t feast on any and everyone, though. Just the special ones. If I had it my way, Baby Bird would be my last meal. I was so anxious to get all her juices in my mouth that I ripped through her thong with my teeth. Just fuckin’ tore the material in half. Mmm, that’s more like it.
“Oh my god, Smoke! Those were expensive. You could have just pulled them to the side.”
“Not my fuckin’ style, babe. I’ll buy you some more. I know where you got them.”
I had no more time for talk. I needed to feast. I latched on to her clit and began sucking the little pleasure center. Inserting two fingers inside her warm coven made my cock start vibrating like it was battery operated. Down boy. Not your turn yet. Alternating between sucking on her clit jewels and fingering her was driving my baby bird crazy. She squirmed all over my face until her thighs clinched around my head and she let out a scream that almost made me come on my stomach.
“Smooooke! Ah, yes baby. I’m coming! I’m coming!”
I continued sucking her off as she let loose a tsunami on my face. It was the best thing that has ever happened to me. I wanted to wake up each morning to a repeat performance for the rest of my days.
“Gotdamn, Bird! That was beautiful, baby. You’ve ridden my face, now I need you to ride this D. Saddle up.”
My cock started doing a two-step when he heard the foil wrapper tear, preparing him to be mounted. He had done this dance several times and knew what was happening next.
“Give a girl a second to catch her breath, will you?”
“No fucking way. Catch your breath later. Climb on this dick and claim it as yours.”
I smacked her on the ass, and she hopped right on, causing me to gasp. Damn she was tight! I knew she would be a great lay, but this pussy needed to be bronzed and placed up on a shelf. Fuck that, I needed to have this goody morning, noon and night. As Bird started riding me, twirling those damn delicious hips, I had to squeeze my eyes shut to keep from embarrassing myself. Hells Bells! How does she move those hips like that?
“Fuck Bird, slow the fuck down before I smack that ass again.”
That only caused her to increase her speed. She was fucking the ever loving shit out of me. Heaven and hell greeted me at the same time. I needed to make this last longer, but she was killing my cock. Lifting my hand, I smacked her ass so good she would feel it next week. What the hell did I do that for? The woman started trembling and then her walls put my cock in a choke hold. As she exploded on top of me, my nut sack drew up and released a gallon or two of cum into the ill-equipped condom.
Baby Bird hopped off all energized like she just drank a tall can of Red Bull™. Hells Bells! I had never been fucked like that ever in life. Unable to catch my breath, I reached over to the nightstand for a bottle of water. My face was hot to the touch and I felt lightheaded. Were those stars I was seeing?
“My god, Bird. That was amazing, but damn you were a wild one. I told you to slow down or this would happen.”
“Oh stop it. Weren’t you the one who told me to catch my breath later?”
“Yeah, but baby look at me. I can barely move.”
“Oh, whatever. Okay, you’re breathing hard, but did you die?”
“You little minx!”
Laughing, I grabbed her around the waist and tickled her until she yelled uncle. The woman was a mess and I loved it. In fact, I think I was falling in love with her. I may just be dick drunk, but I swear I could hear harps playing and all that shit the corny romance movies say happen when you fall in love for the first time. I grabbed the woman who just blew my mind to bits and pulled her into my body, wrapped
my thigh around hers and drifted into a deep sleep. Happier than I had been in my entire life.
Chapter 5
Cinta
N
ot wanting to disturb him, I laid awake listening to Smoke’s breathing pattern. Once I was sure he was asleep, I pried myself out of his arms and headed into the bathroom for a shower, washing quicker than I had in my life. Having been up in his room way too long, I knew the drill sergeant was going to be on my ass like white on rice when I returned to the front desk. After taking care of my naughty bits, I dressed and attempted to comb my hair. I still looked like I had been fucked six ways to Sunday because you know a girl’s hair never snaps back after a good sex session.
As I was walking across the room, I stepped on what used to be my expensive pair of thongs. Laughing to myself, I picked them up and placed them on the pillow next to Smoke along with a note explaining I had to get back to work and for him to call me if he wanted to hook up later. I left the ball in his court. He was in the biker world and I knew this week was all about hot fucks and hanging with his club. I didn’t expect anything more, but I sure as hell wouldn’t turn him down if he called.
I opened the door and stuck my head into the hallway. The coast was clear, so I made my way to the elevator to see what fresh hell was waiting for me when I returned to work. Straightening my shirt as I rounded the corner, I fully expected Auntie Babydoll to be standing there ready to admonish me. It felt very much like when I used to sneak in the house after curfew when I was a teenager. A sigh of relief left my lungs when Lika looked up from the desk. She was the only one there, but she had this sour look on her face. Ut oh!
“Girl, where have you been? Miss Babydoll has been looking for you. She has been calling the desk every ten minutes asking for you. She wants to see you in her office immediately.”
