by S Courtney
She leans back and smirks, arching her brow. I stood there and wondered why she didn’t scream it to the heavens, they say silence tells it all. His was louder than a thunderstorm and he still says nothing so maybe she's telling the truth...and it hurts.
I assumed he heard it, that they all had but then I realized that maybe after years of riding that their hearing had dulled so her silent exchange was a means to lunge the blade but not loud enough for him to react angrily towards her.
To think I satisfied myself to the thought of him in their dirty sheets disgusts me.
She smiled as if she won and she had, that tidbit of info hurt me to the core. I did the only thing I could do and went upstairs. I started packing my bag listening to those hyenas chuckle. Maybe I’m not safe at home but it’s the only place I have left to go to get away from him.
CUPID
After Lyric all but storms upstairs, I snatch Trix up and she moans, this is in no way sexual.
"What the fuck did you say to her?"
She pulls back, "What does it matter, she's temporary, a play toy for you, I'm the one you want, baby."
"If I wanted to claim you and your mediocre pussy, I would have but you've been passed off to almost everyone here. Nobody's claiming you, you're a fuck and suck and let's be honest darlin' Lolli is the master of sucking dick so why would I claim a useless, used up, disappointment?"
"You're only lying to yourself! What can she do that I can't?!"
"Easy, be a damn lady. Move..." I shove her and she lands on the couch barely. I didn’t care, I just needed to sort this out.
I know I'm in for a firestorm and I'm prepared for it...I think. I better bring backup.
LYRIC
I want to leave, leave this stupid place, and never return. Why am I here, anyway? All I want is to live on the beach and be happy, how the fuck did I get to this situation I’m in now with a biker and a screaming match with a hooker?!
I look at myself in the mirror willing the tears not to fall and then a flash of the horrible day hits me like a ton of bricks, and I can’t catch my breath. I try to calm my breathing before I go into a full panic attack and it takes a moment. Then I go back into his room and pack my stuff up. No way in hell am I staying here, maybe I’ll get a room at the hotel. I think I can afford three days max before I exhaust my savings. No wait, I know an alternative, just let me make sure I have everything.
CUPID
Digi follows behind me. I open my door and she comes barreling out with her bag packed sloppily as if in a hurry.
"Wait, where are you going?"
She stares me down then looks behind me, relieved to see Digi.
"Digi, I was just about to come find you. Do you have space in your room for one more?"
He looks at me then her, "Uhh, yeah I have bunk beds you can take the top bunk b-but d-don't you want to talk it out?"
She smiled at him but glared at me, "Not interested. Better go back to your company, she sounds insatiable for you, I mean it has been almost three days since you last fucked, I'm sure you want the bed and the dirty sheets to yourself so you can reconnect. Digi, where's your room please?"
He scoots past me and walks ahead, and she glares once more before she follows him.
That dirty lying bitch!
I stomp back downstairs; Trix was flirting with Club, but he wasn't the least bit interested after the spectacle.
Oh, but I'm the one you want, right? Fucking cum dumpster.
I walk up to Jackal, "Prez, I initiate an immediate ban on these girls and prohibit them from our clubhouse permanently."
He can see my anger, I'm pissed, and I want them gone, they cause nothing but trouble and were delusional to think they were more than playthings to us. The only way they learn is to take the club away from them.
"You can't do that! Just because you want to screw some new random piece of ass, we got to leave?"
"You lied, we never fucked three days ago, and I'll be damned if I let you harass her any further.
Jackal looks at everyone as Digi makes his way back. I need to make sure she knows that was a lie but first to ensure it doesn't happen again.
"That's a club vote, all those in favor of banishment say, aye."
“AYE!”
There was a unanimous vote and Jackal chuckles a bit, "Well you know I never wanted them around in the first place. Well ladies, and I use that loosely, get out and don't come back or you'll be considered trespassers and will be shot by Cheetah and you know he doesn't miss. Go on, get!"
His voice boomed and they scurried out of there. Good damn riddance.
CONVINCED
LYRIC
I sit on the top bunk disappointed at my reaction. I should have knocked her teeth down her cum laden throat but her verbal attack was vicious. I haven't even known him long enough to get mad, what is this?! I need sleep. Thank goodness for bunk beds. I take a scalding shower, change, and turn my back towards the door knowing he would check on me and I put my headphones in.
Not tonight Cupid, keep your dirty arrow to yourself.
CUPID
After they leave, Jackal looks at me as I'm deep in thought, "You're not fooling anyone, Eros,"
Eros is the Greek version of Cupid, sometimes he spares me the Cupid crap.
"I know your story and your fears, but I bet it scares you more if she left or if Johnny got a hold of her so fix this. Take it slow but don't hold back. There’s a reason she was placed in your path."
Ahhh...the wisdom of a love-stricken man. I hate to admit it but he's right.
I trudge up the stairs, I know she can hear me. The door creaks as it opens, and her back is towards me. I see a cord lying on her cheek, she put headphones in to tune me out.
What could I say really? I didn't know what else Trixie said besides us fucking three days ago but that was a lie to piss her off, run her away. I watched her for a few moments. Her hair was damp, and she put on a white tank top but no bra straps, she wasn't wearing a bra.
"Did you fuck her three days ago?" Her voice startled me, I thought she was already asleep.
"Absolutely not."
"And I wasn't sleeping on cum stained sheets from your little romp with...flopsy?" You could practically hear the venom in her voice and the humor.
She turned around, the blanket covering her chest as she looked at me.
I give a sly smile, "No darlin’, I believe the only signs of an orgasm seem to be what you left behind earlier. Goodnight, kitten." I wink before walking out.
If she gasped any louder, she would have inhaled an earbud. Satisfied, I head to my room to wrap the sheet with her essence around my throbbing dick until I mixed with hers, fantasizing until the time it becomes real.
I'm in trouble as the real Cupid tries to assassinate me with his arrow. Fat fucker…
LYRIC
Wow, I couldn't say anything. I should be embarrassed, burning in shame, but I'm not. Knowing he knows about my personal playing session lets me know he was going to jerk off. No way the sound of me whispering his name as I shook to orgasm didn't rile him up. I climbed down and tiptoed to his door. An eye for an eye, right? Besides, I can’t deny I’m not curious about his “arrow”.
CUPID
"Fuck me, gorgeous, those lips are amazing. Oh baby..." I say out loud as I stroke and twist, my eyes remain close, fixated on the slight throbbing pain as I rub the wet spot over my aching member. I fantasized that her lips were all over me, teasing me until my resolve broke.
I picked up the pace and groaned until something brushed against me and my eyes shot wide open.
There she was, my sexual obsession in the flesh, her soft, warm supple flesh. She watches me stare at her until she peels her tank top off revealing she was indeed wearing no bra and those tawny nipples were there in all their glory. She moves the blanket aside, crawls in, and straddles me, still in her delicate lace black thong.
My hands grip her ass, squeeze both her cheeks and she moans.
She stops rocking and ga
zes at me. Temptation gets the best of me as I place my thumb on her lip and she licks it before sucking on it gently, I swear I'm going to explode.
She reaches behind and strokes me with her soft hand and my eyes roll to the back of my head. I regained my eyesight just to see her lean forward, a hair away from my lips. She has lust radiating from her pores.
God, I want her.
I don't know if I should take her as I imagined or take it slow, feeling her out, literally and figuratively.
She lightly presses her lips to mine; I feel her gasp as I pull her close by her neck and intensify the lip lock. She pulled back just enough to break the kiss, her sweet breath sweeping over mine.
"Please..." She whimpered as she rocked harder against me, wanting to get off so bad. I flip us, rip off her flimsy delicate underwear to which she gasped then bit her lip, and I shook my head.
"No, I'm going to savor every inch of you. I've had a hard on ever since I saw you in that bar."
I kiss her jawline, neck, then her collarbone, "You're sweet and sexy and all I want is to hear you moan my name again but in the moment." I trail her breasts, grazing her nipples.
"Ooh, right there. More, I'm yours..." She purred.
"You didn’t realize it, but you were mine from the start." My lips trail her stomach and she arches her back as I make my way to her sweet spot, the ecstasy I’ve been craving on my lips, her very essence.
She tastes like heaven, pure and sweet, I couldn't get enough of her as I devoured and licked until she came over and over again.
I watch her wriggle and writhe to my touch, "Oh Aleister, yes...it feels so good, baby."
She sounds amazing, I never want her to stop panting and moaning or screaming my name.
She shoves my head away from her swollen clit and sighs loudly while shifting us so she's back on top. I may be over six foot tall and 200+ pounds but she is strong.
She leans forward and kisses me gently, "That was better than I ever fantasized, let me show you my gratitude."
Her full lips find my cheek, then my chin, the soft spot on my neck and down my chest where she bites down on my barbells...fuck! I growl as she finally reaches my swollen and neglected arrow. She blows on the tip and my entire body shudders as she giggles.
"Ooh, someone's eager, aren't they?"
I look down to her smirking, my manhood resting on her lips. "Kitten, you have no idea."
She catches me off guard by deep throating my entire raging hard on. I couldn't hold back if I tried "Fuck, baby just like that." She hums as she continues working me into a frenzy. I felt the knowing pressure of an impending orgasm.
"Oh baby...you have to stop or I'm going to..." It was too late as she swallowed every drop of me and then smiled.
If this were a competition, then Lolli just dropped to second place.
I pulled her up to wrap my arms around her and kissed her forehead.
As much as I wanted to seal the deal and screw her brains out there was something about her, I didn't want to rush it, plus I didn't have the energy after that. She swirls her fingers across my chest like last time and I brush my fingertips aimlessly across her back.
She sighs, "After the incident downstairs I wanted nothing to do with you..."
She sits up but doesn't cover up and I'm pleasantly distracted.
"Hey buddy, up here." She covers up so I can focus and lies back down, what I wouldn't give for x-ray vision.
"Then when you told me you had...umm, heard me I felt my entire body flush and I knew you'd probably be in here jerking off, using the spot where I came was an added bonus. I couldn't help myself; I needed your touch and my body was on fire."
I reach down to squeeze her ass causing her leg to rest on my upper thigh coming dangerously close. I looked down at her and I could see her gorgeous eyes.
"I have to be honest with you, that's not exactly the first time I heard you by yourself."
"What? I've only done it once since I've been here."
"Not exactly, you see last night after you hopped in my arms and fell asleep...you, uh put your hand between your legs, then you slipped them in your pants..." Her expression said it all, pure horror, she didn't even realize she had done it.
"So, I?"
"All over those pretty little fingers before you went back to sleep." I kiss her fingertips, the very same ones, "how often do you do that?"
I think my question horrified her even more.
"I-I don't know, it's been a few months since my ex stranded me here. Maybe it was stress related?"
She tried to find a suitable excuse. I couldn’t resist, "Does that include calling my name?"
"Oh my god, I didn't, did I? Oh god..."
She buries her face into my armpit, thankful I don't smell like a biker, we have that reputation of smelling like the open road.
"As if I hadn't already embarrassed myself earlier, you pile that on?!"
I pull her tighter against me and lift her chin, so it meets close enough that I lean down and kiss her. She seemed to relax and gave me a half smile.
"You taste delicious just wait until I have all of you."
She squeaks as I poke her side. She settles down and it's a comfortable silence until we both fall asleep.
DISTANT
LYRIC
The next morning, I wake up and turn over to face a grinning idiot.
"Mornin' sunshine."
I growl before turning my head, "Let's be clear, I am not a morning person so if you are then leave me be, you psychopath."
I turn, my entire back exposed and he proceeds to place kisses on it causing me to moan, then he stops at my shoulder, biting gingerly.
"No problem, I'll hop in the shower and leave you be." He smacks my ass before getting up, I can't help but take a glance of his deliciously tattooed back. While he was at his dresser fishing out clothes, I asked him about his tattoos since they were so massive on his muscular frame. He laughs as he explains them. He has a skull being the main focal point surrounded by various biker related pieces to include a sick Harley Davidson bike, a bar girl pouring a glass of scotch and the club emblem across his shoulders, Fratres usque ad mortem, he says it meant Brothers till Death. I just nod as he goes into the bathroom and I doze into a peaceful slumber, dreaming of a certain handsome devil.
CUPID
I let the heated water knead my back, I feel the slight sting of her scratches on my back. It's a delicious burn. What have I gotten myself into? She's perfect, an angel, why would she want anything to do with someone like me?
All the doubt and fear came rushing forward as I watched her sleep.
LYRIC
I've been hanging around the guys for five days now and it's been an emotional roller coaster. He gets close and pulls away and it's so random I don't know which one I encounter first.
After bunny-gate, as I call it, we had an intense night and then the next morning he was on his bike and off somewhere before I was dressed. He came back that night after dinner around 10 pm and he didn’t even acknowledge my presence, just went into the kitchen. I felt awkward and I said goodnight to everyone and went to sleep in Digi’s room.
The next morning, I woke up and realized that I was in his bed with him wrapped around me. I don’t know if I walked in or if he picked me up but here I was. I was still wearing my sleep clothes, so nothing had happened. Maybe he missed my warmth because I missed his touch. But I still felt miffed. This went on for days, the disappearances, saying it was club business but no one else went most of the time. How much business can they have in this small ass town? I was starting to feel he was pushing me away; I mean he hated love, why would he like me? Why start something if you have no intention of being serious, but I wanted to be that person to break the curse. I couldn’t deny it, I liked him, and I wanted him to like me, too.
Anyway, today I was outside in the backyard on the swing just thinking, he had pulled away again and took a ride out somewhere.
Where?
Who the hell knows, I was frustrated!
I shouldn't be, I hardly know him or his back story, but I wanted to, and he just wasn't letting me in. We still haven't had sex yet and I was beginning to question if he wanted me at all. I exhale forcefully as I drop my head into my hands.
"Hey, don't think too much into his actions, I know exactly what he's doing. He's a man of terrible habit."
I look over and Jackal takes up the rest of the space in the swing, he uses his strong legs to push us further than I had, and I sat back to enjoy the breeze.
"Is it me?" I reluctantly ask as my voice cracks.
"Not at all, Aleister has been through a tough situation that makes him clam up at the thought of approaching love or feeling it, it's a wall he put up after his mother died and nobody's been special enough to tear it down...until you...he's fighting with himself and the years of being a cold heartless bastard. He just needs time. I know after my precious Paige passed on, I doubt I'll ever love anyone as I loved her or ever again but that's my story. You need to know the whole story and maybe you can help him understand that it's okay to feel."
