“Dragon? I’m not wet.” She whispers.
I look down at her to reassure her that I’m not that man, that she will get her needs taken care of. She takes my larger hand into hers and moves it down between her legs.
“Nicole…” I groan as I feel how wet the outside of her pussy is, she’s drenched.
“This is where you prove I’m lying Dragon.” She whispers moving her tongue over my nipple.
Fuck me, she might be perfect.
Chapter 11
Nicole
“Nic girl what the hell did you do with the Twinkies?” Dani asks from behind us.
We’re standing in the kitchen. I’m making us some omelets because after round two of Dragon proving why I should probably lie to him more often, we both decided we were starved. Dragon is pushed up against my back, his bare hands stroking my stomach and his semi-erect cock is pushed against my ass. I can feel it, even through his jeans. How he’s this ready after the morning we’ve had is beyond me. The man is scary; he has given me more orgasms in our morning together than Tony the Tool gave me during our entire relationship. I’m actually kind of sore from the workout he’s given me and it’s FANTASTIC! Everything is pretty much in a dreamlike state until Dani’s question registers.
My body pulls up taunt against Dragon and I look over at the table. Damn I should have cleaned that shit up. I look up at Dragon, who towers over my five foot seven frame. I see mostly his chin at this angle, but I can see the side profile of his face as he takes in the mass destruction of Twinkies. I know he’s not going to miss the significance of what I did. He looks down at me and his dark eyes sparkle. THEY FREAKING SPARKLE. Lord. I lick my lips and decide to ignore Dani and Dragon and go back to flipping the ham and cheese omelet.
“Is this a message Mama?” Dragon asks, letting go with one slow slide of his hand across my stomach and over my side.
“Message?” Dani chimes in. Then her laughter can be heard… hell, probably back in Blade.
“I don’t find it funny and besides it wasn’t a message,” I said, grabbing some plates and putting an omelet onto one of them and pouring the ingredients for another into the pan—refusing to turn around.
“What is it then, Mama?” Dragon asked and I gave him a dirty look over my shoulder. He’s sprawled out in a kitchen chair in front on the Twinkies, a smashed gooey one in his hand, studying it like it held the secret to life.
“There was a spider.” I said defensively, studiously watching my omelet and refusing to look back at him while I told my lie.
Dani’s laughter begins again.
“Holy shit Nic, how big is a spider that causes you to go Thor on a defenseless box of sponge cakes?”
“It was a big spider,” I grumble. I take down another plate. “Are you hungry chick?” Maybe food will shut her ass up.
“For your cooking? Always. Now back to this spider.”
I flip the omelet into one of the waiting plates, cut it in half and scoop part of it in Dani’s plate.
I turn off the burner and then turn around to look at my ex best friend and the man who may be the best sex I’ve ever had in my life, but is clearly an ass. I cross my arms above my stomach. I refuse to believe this is a defensive gesture.
“I don’t want to discuss the damned spider anymore.”
Dragon is studying me quietly, but his face is almost soft. Dani is picking up the mess on the table, every once in awhile she’ll pick up a poor flattened Twinkie, shakes it and gives me a clearly fake sorrowful look.
“I need to know how big the spider is mama. I might have to have the boys come out and spray.” He says so serious, if I hadn’t been watching his eyes and seeing the laughter in them, I would have thought he was completely serious.
“Twinkies are bad for you,” I deadpan.
I hear Dani snort over to my right where she is throwing the damned things into the trash. I wish to God I had done that last night.
“Smooth, Nic.” She mumbles trying to keep from laughing again, and failing.
“Is that right?” Dragon asks staring right at me. Dani’s using a dish cloth now to wipe the table down.
“Yeah it’s high in triglycerides.”
“Oh Lord,” Dani mutters throwing the dish towel toward the sink and makes it. She then sits in the chair to Dragon’s left. To give her credit I can tell she’s biting her lip and looking down at the table, to avoid entering into this conversation completely.
“Tryglycer whats?” Dragon asks.
“Triglycerides,” I repeat, wishing with all I had in me that I could stop this conversation.
“What exactly are these triglycerides?” Dragon asks and I take Dani’s plate and Dragon’s to the table to avoid looking at his eyes as I form the lie in my head.
“They….”….shit, what the hell are they? “They’re chemicals that are very harmful.”
“Is that a fact?” He said as I put his omelet in front of him.
“Yep! Totally,” I confirm with an innocent smile on my face.
Dragon’s finger moves up to push some hair behind my ear. It wasn’t a sexual move at all, but it made me feel warm inside.
“I actually think I read something about that.” Dani chimed in helpfully. She was up grabbing the orange juice from the fridge. She brought it to the table and went about getting glasses.
“What kind of things do these chemicals do?” Dragon asked, releasing my hair and looking back at his plate and taking a drink of the juice Dani had put in front of him.
“Do?” I ask panicking, and I am pretty sure he could hear it in my voice.
“Yeah these harmful chemicals what do they do?”
“Umm…they can make your hair fall out.”
I ignore the sound of Dani choking on her orange juice.
“Well, I’ve been thinking of shaving my hair anyway.” He answers quietly, taking a bite of his omelet.
“But I like your hair.” I say without thinking.
Dragon stopped mid bite to smile at me. “Good to know Mama.”
I try to keep from sighing. I think I might have failed. I turn to get my food and then join them at the table, hoping this conversation was done. Sadly, Dani didn’t seem to want to let it die. I may have to kill her. It’s been nice having a best friend.
“I hear they cause crotch rot,” Dani chimed in.
I looked down at my own food, suddenly not that hungry. Crotch Rot?
“Fuck that’d never happen. I always have my Twinkies while I’m gloved.” Dragon said over a mouthful of food.
I thought about what he was saying, I knew up to and including this point, he had been playing and having a great time doing so. Yet, to just casually throw that out, like it was nothing? Like sex was insignificant? Then again, he probably thought of it like that. Despite our conversation about it just being me for however long this lasted, I was really nothing to Dragon. For all I know, he means to end it today. I had the image of him with some faceless bimbo and I am starting to get upset all over again. Fuck I had even had unprotected sex with him earlier. OH MY GOD!! It’s like I had a death wish. I just opened my legs and let him have his way with me again.
Actually a lot of agains! Seriously bad Nicole is starting to get on my last nerve.
“Get that out of your head Mama.” Dragon growled.
I look up to see him studying me.
“What?” I ask trying to sound innocent and failing miserably.
“Whatever it is that’s got you looking all pissed. I’ve always suited up, you feel me?”
“Not especially. Since I think you might have skipped that step about… oh I don’t know, all three times earlier!”
“Three times in a row? I’m thinking I need to find me a big hairy biker to ride.” Dani piped up and I flip her off.
Dragon leaned back in his chair and looks at me. I didn’t back down. He shook his head.
“You weren’t this bitchy with my cock in your mouth. I’m thinking we need to revisit that again.”
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“Holy fuck me sideways in church and make me scream Jesus! Three times and oral sex? Hell, is this a local thing, because damn, I should have moved here when I was fifteen!” I held my head down as Dani chimes in again.
“Bitch please! You were too busy giving it up to Denny Thomas to move.” I argue.
“Yeah well, let’s just say Denny Thomas did NOT do stamina. Like, at all.”
“Not many boys do at fifteen.” Dragon points out.
“Did you?” Dani asked.
“I haven’t had any complaints.”
“I just bet you haven’t. Nic too bad you didn’t find oh D-Man here before Tony the Tool.”
“I need to get dressed.” I mumble, giving up all pretense of eating. I stand up taking my plate to the sink.
“Why? I thought you weren’t scheduled to work or anything today?” Dani asks.
“I need to drive into town and go to the free clinic.” I mutter, wanting away from this conversation, away from Dani and most assuredly away from Dragon.
“What the fuck for Mama?”
I turn around as Dragon’s question echoes. He is watching me with a fork full of omelet hovering half way to his mouth.
“I need to go to the clinic because I’ve suddenly remembered the side effects of Twinkies.”
“And what would that be woman?” He asks, going back to eating. The relaxed vibe coming off of him earlier was completely gone now.
“They pass around germs that can make your dick fall off.”
“Good thing you don’t have a dick.” Dragon returns, the prick.
“You know what I mean!”
“I believe I proved earlier that my dick is more than present and accounted for. I didn’t see you complaining about a fucking thing when you were choking on it and begging for more.”
Dani stopped eating and looked back at me, quietly whispering “Oh fuck me….” She knew me and because she knew me, she knew I was about to blow. “Wrong move D-Man, totally the wrong move.”
Dragon didn’t acknowledge her. His eyes were hard and they are focused on me. That is okay; I am pretty sure mine were once again shooting hate rays of death at him.
“Maybe I forgot things I shouldn’t have.”
“Like what?” He growls getting up from the table to come over and stand in front of me.
“Okay, so I’ll just let you two crazy kids carry on without me. I’ve got to go pull off my fingernails or stab myself with a dull knife. Anything is more fun than this.” Dani says leaving the room.
“Eyes here Nicole”
Oh fuck he didn’t.
“I’m not a damn dog Dragon, so don’t treat me like one.”
“Woman you best be explaining yourself, because I thought we had come to an understanding with this shit.”
“That’s because I was stupid and forgot!”
“Forgot what for Christ sake?”
“That you’re a man whore!”
“Nicole damn it, don’t start this shit.”
“Start what? You’re the one pushing it. I just said I was going to the clinic today!”
“Because you think I’d be stupid enough to pass something on to you. I told your ass I keep my shit gloved!” He growled.
“You say that, but you didn’t with me!”
“I didn’t hear you saying stop and put on a rubber Dragon, none of the fucking three times I’ve been inside you! I sure as hell didn’t hear you worrying about shit when you were draining my dick dry!”
“Oh, My God! You’re unbelievable! News Flash Dragon! Some of that shit can eat through condoms!”
I move to go around him, intent on doing nothing but getting the hell out of Dodge and away from Dragon before I kill him. He wasn’t about to let that happen though since he grabs my arm and stops me.
“Don’t do this shit Mama. What we got going on, it’s good.” He said, his voice solid, but quieter.
“I’m getting checked Dragon, and before you put your dick back inside me, you need to go get checked too.”
“I don’t need this shit. I’m swimming in pussy. I don’t need to put up with your tight ass.” He says his voice full of anger.
“Then don’t!” I yank on my arm to get away from him. I’m close to tears, but I’ll die before he will ever know that.
Instead of letting me go he picks me up and throws me over his shoulder.
“What the fuck are you doing?” I yell, trying to hold onto whatever part of his body I can grab, because it feels like I am falling.
“Mama, I’m going to go wear your ass out so that whatever crawled up in it gets the fuck out of the way.”
“Seriously, let me the fuck down!”
“I will as soon as I get your ass back upstairs.”
“You know, you pick me up and carry me around a hell of a lot Dragon.”
“You complaining, Mama?”
“Hey D-Man you got company!” Dani calls out, when we were half way up the stairs.
“Probably one of your Twinkies” I grumble.
“Seriously Nicole you need to shut your damn mouth because I’m going to paddle your ass for this shit.”
“Yo Dragon, we got trouble man.” I look up and get a glimpse of the man that Dragon brought with him to the bar most often, Crusher. Really, who comes up with these names? Dragon swung me around and started going back down the stairs.
“I can walk you know.” I whine because I’m annoyed as hell.
Dragon waited until he got to the bottom of the stairs and then lets me down. Unfortunately, he keeps hold of my hand and drags me behind him to go talk to his buddy.
“Sorry man didn’t mean to interrupt. Hey Darlin’,” Crush said. His eyes went up and down my body, a little too friendly. I probably should reiterate to Dragon that I wasn’t club pussy. Still, I let my eyes travel up his tight and toned body. He was wearing a black muscle shirt, which normally I wasn’t a fan of, but he had this arm sleeve tattoo on his right arm that went all the way up. It was a mixture of blacks and a vibrant red line. It ran along the entire length, twisting and turning all over his arm. It disappears, following his collar bone. I couldn’t help but wish he had his shirt off so I could see where else it went and what it did. Not to mention, the way he said Darlin’ could make a woman melt. What was it about these bikers?
“Hey,” I huff. Dragon’s hand tightens up on my wrist and he yanks me so I fall into his side.
“What?” I grouse.
“Quit checking Crush out before I have to kill him,” Dragon complains.
My eyes get as big as saucers, because I am pretty sure he’s not kidding. I think I can scratch off reiterating not being club pussy off my to-do list.
“Hey boss? Man, we got shit going on. Need you out at Pussy’s now.”
“OH MY GOD! YOU HAVE A PLACE CALLED PUSSIES!?!?!?!”
“It’s a strip joint. That’s where I was a couple nights ago Nic. Some hot looking women there.” Dani chimes in helpfully.
It doesn’t surprise me that Dani has been at the strip joint, but I notice the way Crusher checks her out. Men are such pigs.
“Of course it’s a strip joint! Dear Lord I bet you even picked out the name, didn’t you Dragon?”
“Shut it Mama.”
“This is my home and you can’t just tell me to shut up you overgrown…” I stop ranting at him when he reaches down and twists the fuck out of one of my nipples and as a result, I end in a squawk…which is to say, a painful squeal and an outraged sound of disbelief all rolled into one sound.
Crush gave a half smile, but I could tell he was upset, so I remain quiet. It had nothing to do with Dragon telling me too. Though, to be honest I’m not exactly anxious to have him seek further retribution. That shit hurts.
“What’s up?”
“Uh...” Crush looked around the room.
“Speak.” Dragon orders and the man clearly has a big problem with politeness.
“Boss, it’s kind of… private.”
“Nicole i
s a part of us now. You feel me? So say what you’ve got to say or get the fuck out and quit cock blocking me.”
I hold my head down. Damn, Dragon has zero filters. I couldn’t deny the small thrill I had though of him telling one of his boys I will be around for awhile. I’m not sure why, but that one sentence paved over some of my insecurities which caused our earlier fight. I wasn’t about to tell him that though.
“Boss it’s the new girl, Jess. She’s been beat up pretty bad. Pops found her out back in the alley.”
“Pissed off man?” Dragon asks, and I find myself thinking of this unknown Jess and hoping she would be okay.
“That’s just it Boss…she had a note taped on her chest.” Crush reached in his inside jacket pocket and handed a folded white paper to Dragon.
Dragon opens the paper and you can see it had been soaked with blood and my stomach twists. That poor girl, what happened to her? I read the note while Dragon stares at it and then wads it up in his hand.
Devil’s Fire
I don’t know what that means, but from the look on Dragon’s face it’s not good.
Dragon looks down at me and he grasps my chin. He looks me in the eye, not allowing me to look anywhere else.
“Mama, need you at the club. Pack a bag.”
“Dragon… I…”
“Mama we got things to discuss. I don’t know how long I’ll be, but when I get done? I need you there. Yeah?”
“I’ll be here. Come here when you’re done.”
Dragon sighs heavily and I can see in his eyes that I disappointed him. When he lets go of my hand, I don’t like the feeling that settles in the pit of my stomach.
I reach up and let my hand caress the side of his face.
“Hey, I’ll come--just later. It’d take me awhile to get changed and pack. You go do what you have to do and come and get me when you’re free.”
Dragon looks at me for a minute then nods. I stretch up to leave a chaste kiss on his lips.
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