Fat Louise

by Jamie Begley

  With his second fight won, he made the final four. He had done it without even breaking a sweat, leaving the other recruit kneeling on the ground, gasping for breath after Cade had fought dirty, punching him in the throat.

  Bear took off his own T-shirt before moving to stand in front of Cade. “Try that move with me, fucker, and you’re going to be looking in the dirt for your teeth.”

  Cade laughed at Bear’s threat, watching the man intently and waiting for his first move, which was to swing a punch at Cade. When Cade moved, it was into Bear’s other fist.

  Jane had to look away as Bear landed a few other hard punches before Cade managed to strike him back. When Bear took a step forward to land a hit, Cade’s foot swept out, knocking Bear off his feet. Bear started to get up, but Cade circled behind him to place him in a chokehold. It wasn’t long before Bear fell forward, unconscious, and then the brothers lifted him out of the way as another fight began.

  The other recruits all lost their fights, so Cade was going to be the only new recruit.

  The losing men left while the brothers all congratulated Cade, slapping him on his back.

  Jane turned away from the sight. She hadn’t wanted him to win. Now she was going to have to see him every time she came to the club. How had he even ended up in Jamestown? Had he followed Bailey, not realizing she was only there temporarily?

  Jane went back inside with her friends, where they managed to find a table this time.

  “I can see why you like him,” T.A. enthused. “He’s hot.”

  “I don’t like him. I was temporarily in lust with him. I’m over it,” Jane lied.

  When Sex Piston brought them all drinks, Jane only sipped hers, staring around the club. Pike was hitting the whiskey pretty hard and so was Dozer.

  She wasn’t going to let Cade change her mind about losing her virginity tonight.

  Her decision was made when Pike took the chair next to hers.

  “Been drinking a lot tonight,” Jane said.

  “Celebrating. I landed a new job with more money. I can finally afford that new bike I’ve been wanting.”

  Jane saw Cade leaning against the bar, talking to Stud. Turning her chair slightly, she managed to put him out of her mind, keeping her attention on Pike.

  Sometime later, her full bladder had her excusing herself to go to the restroom. She tried to hurry because the club was filled with horny bitches, and Pike was one of the few men who didn’t carry a spare tire around his waist. Most of Stud’s men were fit and lean, but the older men, who were original members of the Destructors, had lost their edge long ago.

  She left the bathroom, coming to a halt when she saw Cade leaning against the wall.

  “Jane.”

  “Hi, Cade. Everyone calls me Fat Louise here,” she told him nervously.

  “Never had much ambition to be like everyone else.” Cade shrugged.

  You’ve succeeded, Jane thought. He was like no other man she had met before.

  “What brought you to Jamestown?”

  “Bored with every place else I went and thought I would give this a try.”

  “If you came to Jamestown to see Bailey again, it’s a wasted effort. She and Dad are moving to New York next week.”

  “Seeing Bailey wasn’t an intention of mine.”

  “Oh.” Jane didn’t know what else to say. She could chatter with anyone except Cade; he always made her tongue-tied.

  “You with the brother whose dick you were practically ridin’ on the dance floor?”

  Her mouth dropped open at his remark. “I’m not with anyone,” she snapped. “But don’t worry, I won’t be trying to get your attention like the rest of the bitches out there. I don’t share dick with my sister.” She threw him a dirty look, turning to leave him in the short hallway. Hopefully, he had received the blunt message that she wasn’t mooning over him.

  He reached out, grabbing her arm and halting her flight. “What in the fuck are you talking about?”

  Chapter 17

  “Let go of my arm,” Jane snarled.

  Close enough to hear Jane’s snarl, Sex Piston watched her reaction yet didn’t intercede.

  Cade released her, and Jane immediately sought to escape. However, he moved to block her, maneuvering her so she was pressed against the wall by his body.

  Killyama jumped to her feet, but Sex Piston snagged her hand, jerking her back down.

  “Leave them alone.”

  Killyama looked at Sex Piston in surprise. “I’m going to break his fucking neck,” she threatened.

  “Let’s see what happens. Fat Louise is surrounded by help if she needs it. I’m sick of her moping around after that fucker.”

  “You want them to get together?” Crazy Bitch asked in dismay.

  “I want Jane to get what she wants.” Sex Piston stared intently at the couple arguing. It was obvious some shit was going down. If the fucker went too far, she would call a halt and have Stud throw him out of the club. If it didn’t, though, Jane might just be able to get the man she couldn’t get over.

  “If he touches her again, I’m going over there.” Killyama folded her arms across her chest, watching them with a narrow-eyed stare.

  “Look at her face,” Sex Piston said softly.

  None of her friends could miss the expression. It was like a kid in a candy store who was afraid to reach out and take the treat she wanted.

  “I’ll wait.” Killyama’s begrudging voice brought a sardonic smile to Sex Piston’s lips.

  “I wouldn’t expect any less from you.”

  * * *

  “My dick hasn’t been near your sister.”

  Jane frowned. “Don’t lie. I saw her coming out of your hotel room when I came back from looking for the both of you at the restaurant.”

  Cade scowled. “I never showed up. I went to my room, showered, and passed out on the bed. I was exhausted. I hadn’t slept since God knows when, and I didn’t wake up until the next morning when I went looking for you. Your dad said you had already left. You didn’t even give me a fucking thank you.”

  “I was going to that night, but I saw Bailey coming from your room. It wasn’t exactly the time to burst out my gratitude.”

  “She was not in my room!”

  “Yes, she was! Besides, even if you didn’t do her, I saw you putting your hands and mouth on her.”

  “I did kiss her,” Cade admitted. “If she was flirting with me, she wasn’t whining over that asshole husband of hers. It was the only way to shut her up until I could get rid of her.”

  “Oh.” Fat Louise bit her lip. “I don’t know what to believe.”

  “Believe me. I’m not attracted to her. You were the one I was attracted to.” His knuckles brushed her cheek.

  “Why did you come to Jamestown?”

  “Found myself bored, and I kept thinking of you. I want to get to know you, Jane.”

  “Everyone calls me Fat Louise,” she reminded him.

  His hand curled around the nape of her neck. “You going to let me get to know you better?” he asked, ignoring her reminder.

  “I don’t know … maybe.”

  Cade pulled back, laughing. “How about you introduce me to your friends while you’re deciding?”

  “Okay.” Jane smiled up at him.

  Leading him back to her table, she introduced him to Sex Piston, Killyama, Crazy Bitch, and T.A. Pike was still sitting there, staring blankly at Cade, drunk off his ass. The thought of him no longer excited Jane; as a result, she revised her plan. Taking a seat at the table, she scooted her chair over so Cade could pull up another one.

  “Be right back,” she said, going to the bar.

  “What’s she doing?” asked Crazy Bitch.

  “I have no idea.” Cade shrugged, surprised when she set a bottle of whiskey down in front of him with a glass.

  “Drink up,” urged Jane.

  Cade stared at Pike then Jane. Opening the bottle, she poured him a generous amount.

  “Jane,
are you trying to get me drunk?”

  “Of course not.” Jane felt the tide of red flood her cheeks when she lied.

  Cade stared at her skeptically yet reached for his drink.

  Crazy Bitch leaned over Cade as if he wasn’t there. “You done with Pike?”

  Jane nodded.

  “Do you mind if I give him a whirl?”

  “Help yourself.” Jane blushed again at Cade’s censoring look.

  “Do you and your friends switch men often? I might have a problem with that.”

  “Don’t worry. We’ll wait until she’s finished with you first.” Killyama gave him her killer smile.

  “It might be a while.” Cade smiled back.

  “I’m patient,” Killyama quipped.

  Jane couldn’t believe Killyama was showing Cade her humorous side that she usually only exhibited to her friends.

  The atmosphere at the table relaxed as they sat talking about their experience in Mexico. Jane kept Cade’s glass filled until he placed his hand over the top, preventing her from pouring more.

  “I don’t get drunk, Jane.”

  “You call her Jane?” Sex Piston asked with a raised brow.

  “I don’t like Fat Louise,” Cade answered. “Are you the ones who gave her that nickname?”

  “Nope, she did.” Sex Piston nodded toward Jane.

  She looked down at the table, not meeting Cade’s eyes.

  “Why?”

  At Cade’s question, she forced herself to look at him. “Because it reminds me to be strong,” Jane said truthfully. Every time she heard that name, it reminded her of all the times she was picked on. To her the nickname was almost a badge of honor. Not to mention God knew she had a hard time refusing food.

  She decided to change the subject. “So, you can’t get drunk, or you don’t let yourself get drunk?”

  Cade was silent for a second then sighed. “Never could. I can drink anyone under the table.” It wasn’t bragging; it was a matter-of-fact statement.

  “Okay.” Jane stood to her feet, about to leave the table.

  “Where are you going now?” Cade stopped her.

  “Dozer has some reefer, and Bear has some blow.”

  Cade’s mouth dropped open at her determined attempt to drug him.

  “What’s going on, Jane?”

  The women at the table cracked up, laughing at him.

  “What she’s trying not so subtly to do is to take advantage of you,” Killyama said, practically falling out of her chair from laughing.

  “What?” Cade’s astonishment was cut short by Pike breaking into the conservation.

  “I’m drunk,” he said, nodding his head as he tried to scoot his chair closer to Jane.

  Cade jerked Jane onto his lap while using his foot to knock Pike’s chair back. Crazy Bitch got up, helping Pike to his feet and then leading the biker away from the table.

  Stud came up to the table, standing behind his wife. “Problems?”

  “No problems,” Sex Piston assured her husband. “You ready to go home?”

  “Yeah.” Stud looked at Cade. “Where are you staying in town?”

  “At the hotel.”

  “There’re a couple of bedrooms empty. Since Ace is not a member anymore, you can have his room. It’s the second door on the right.”

  “Thanks.”

  “He’s going to need it tonight,” Sex Piston laughed, getting to her feet.

  “Yeah?” Stud gave Cade a hard look.

  “No, he’s not,” Jane denied.

  “Don’t worry about it. Let’s go.” Sex Piston took Stud’s hand, leading him away.

  Jane stayed on Cade’s lap, refusing to look at him, with a heated blush on her checks.

  Killyama and T.A. both stood up.

  “We’re going to go dance,” Killyama informed them.

  “Want to explain?” Cade asked when they were alone.

  “No. What I want to do is to get Crazy Bitch and go home.”

  “Why? Do you only want to have sex with men who are incapacitated? That can’t be much fun.” The laughter in his voice had her anger rising.

  “At least a drunk man wouldn’t want me to put a bag over my head. And at least I can get the hell out of there before he wakes up and realizes who he’s fucked.”

  Cade didn’t reply. Instead, he stood and carried her to the back of the clubhouse, finding the room Stud had told him he could use. Jane struggled wildly against him. He barely managed to hold on to her long enough to slam the door to the empty bedroom where he dropped her on the bed then took off his shirt and threw it across the room.

  “What are you doing?” she shrieked.

  “Proving what you just said is bullshit,” Cade said grimly, toeing off his boots then pulling off his pants.

  Jane lay on the bed, gaping up at him. This was not how she had anticipated her plans going tonight. Not only was it a different man, but he was stone cold sober and furious at her.

  “I don’t want to fuck now. I’m not in the mood anymore.”

  “Then I guess it’s up to me to put you in the mood.”

  Chapter 18

  Jane stared up at Cade, whose body didn’t have an ounce of fat anywhere. His perfection made her even more hesitant.

  “Cade, I don’t want a mercy fuck.”

  He dropped down on the bed next to her. “Are you not looking at my dick?” His hand reached out, taking hers and placing it on his hard cock. “Darlin’, a man’s dick doesn’t get this way unless he wants what he’s looking at.”

  Jane let her hand close over the rigid length of his cock, her thumb brushing over the tip, smearing the drop of pre-come.

  Cade hissed between gritted teeth, lowering his mouth to cover hers. He thrust his tongue inside, ravaging her mouth in a passionate kiss that had her head falling back to the mattress.

  Slowly, her hand slid along his cock, investigating the size and texture of something she had been dreaming about since she had met him.

  Cade groaned out, “If you don’t stop, I’m going to come.” He pried her hand away before raising it above her head, keeping it pinned in place. Then one of Cade’s thighs parted her legs.

  Her shirt had come up when she landed on the bed, and his hand now flattened across her stomach before sliding under her leggings. Cade moved his fingers toward her pussy as Jane arched her hips, even before he touched her. When he finally did, she groaned at the intimate touch as he circled her clit before rubbing it with his calloused fingers, stimulating her into wrapping her leg around him, opening herself to his explorations.

  “You lied,” Cade mocked, breaking the kiss.

  “About what?”

  “Being in the mood. You’re so wet I could slide my dick right in without the foreplay.”

  “I like the foreplay.” Jane tried to catch his mouth again, but Cade had moved on, letting her hand go to raise her top.

  “Jesus.” Cade’s mouth went to the already tight tip, sucking her nipple into his mouth while his fingers moved faster against her.

  Jane moaned at the added stimulation, moving against him as her stomach clenched and the sensations in her pussy grew more frantic.

  Cade then pulled his hand away, sitting up.

  “You’re stopping?” Jane was brought out of her lust-induced haze to see Cade sliding off the bed.

  “Are you out of your fucking mind? No, I’m not stopping. I’m going to take off those pants so I can fuck you.” Cade’s hands went to her boots, jerking them off, before sliding her leggings off her hips and throwing them on the floor. Then he lifted her slightly and practically ripped her out of her shirt.

  “Thank God you didn’t get me drunk.”

  “Why?”

  “Because I wouldn’t have remembered the way you look. You’re the sexiest thing I’ve ever seen.” He placed a knee on the bed, about to climb back on when Jane placed her hand on his chest.

  “You don’t have to lie.” Jane licked her full bottom lip. “I know I’m not pre
tty or sexy like the other women.”

  “No, you’re not.”

  Jane felt a flash of hurt at his quick agreement.

  “You’re prettier and sexier than them.” He took her hands back in his, pinning them above her head as he settled between her thighs. “Your tits are firm with cherry red nipples, just the way I like.” His tongue circled each nipple, giving them attention. “Your skin is soft, and your body is strong, with enough flesh to grip while I fuck you.” Cade kept her hands pinned above her head with one hand, the other one putting his cock at her entrance.

  “Aren’t you going to wear a condom?” Jane panted.

  “I’m clean. I haven’t fucked anyone without a condom since I was sixteen. You on the pill?”

  “Yes.” Jane had gone on it months ago when she had decided she wasn’t going to be a virgin by her birthday. Her birthday had come and gone, while her virginity had remained intact.

  “Then, no, I’m not going to wear a condom.” Cade’s voice tautened as he slid his cock inside her silky pussy, bracing his weight on one hand.

  He tried to enter her slick warmth in one stroke yet was stopped. He looked at Jane who was biting her bottom lip, trying not to grimace. She had pasted a smile on her face when he stopped to stare down at her.

  “Don’t stop. It feels so good.”

  “Don’t you dare tell me something feels good when I’m having sex with you and it doesn’t. I know I’m hurting you.”

  Cade bent down and gently licked her bottom lip. “Do you know why men stare at you?”

  Jane nodded, feeling her insecurities rise.

  Cade laughed, shaking his head. “Darlin’, all a man can think about when he looks at you is that mouth sucking his dick. Hell, I want to come just thinking about your mouth sucking me while I play with your pussy or tits.”

  Jane felt a rush of warmth between her thighs at his dirty talk as he went on to describe how she would give him a blowjob. As he talked, his mouth lowered to her nipple, playing with the tight tip as his hips pushed his cock higher inside her. She gave a slight wince when he finally thrust all the way inside her pussy.