more. But that was fine. Life
moved on. She was better off finding someone else to fuck around with.
I turned the corner of the bar and
saw someone standing … no … sitting … on my fucking ride. Sitting in the wrong
direction, one leg up, relaxing on my motorcycle.
As I got closer, I saw that it was
none other than Lexa. She was smoking a cigarette, finishing it off and
throwing it to the ground. I reached back and grabbed my handgun. I pulled it
out and stood there, the gun at my side.
“ It ’ s not a fucking joke, ” I said. “ Who I am. What I do. You better understand that
right now. ”
Lexa sat up on the motorcycle. She
slid her hands along the seat. I couldn ’ t
help but notice that her legs were spread wide open.
“ Understood, ” she said. “ I ’ m
not that far from your lifestyle either, Talon. ”
“ So
how do you know my name? And what the fuck do you want? ”
“ Everyone
in this town knows your name, ” Lexa said. “ And I already
told you what I want. Your dick. ”
I still had her fucking panties
with me, tucked in my back pocket. I took out the red panties and threw them at
Lexa. “ Take these and go
home. Or go back inside and try your trick on someone else. ”
I walked toward my ride, hell bent
on getting this chick off of it and out of here. But as I approached, she swung
her leg over the motorcycle and stood up, facing me. I towered over her, but
she showed not an ounce of fear.
We were just inches apart. Part of
me wanted to grab her and plant a kiss on her lips and send her packing. That
maybe would have been the right thing to do.
As I debated, the sound of a
shotgun rang out just feet away from me.
My arms were quickly around Lexa ’ s body as I looked back, trying
to figure out what was happening. I heard people screaming and it seemed like
the entire bar was ready to explode.
“ Fuck, ” I growled. I looked at Lexa. “ Get on my ride and don ’ t fucking move. ”
I turned and she grabbed my wrist. “ What are you doing? Did you hear
that? ”
“ That ’ s what I ’ m trying to tell you, sweetheart. Other guys in
leather cuts run away and ride away, scared. I go into the fire. I like to get
burned. ”
I ran toward the bar, gun ready. I
realized I was still holding Lexa ’ s
panties so I finally dropped them to the ground. The backdoor to the bar flew
open and Johnny came charging out, his bat in hand.
“ Johnny! ” I yelled.
“ Get
out of here! ” he bellowed,
pointing the bat at me like a really big and swollen finger. “ They ’ re looking for you! ”
“ Me?
Who? ”
“ I
don ’ t know. Black cuts.
Dark hair. Dark faces. Dark everything. Warning shot, Talon. They ’ re looking …”
“ Fuck, ” I yelled.
I turned around and saw Lexa on the
back of my ride still. Just like I had told her to do. She actually fucking
listened to me. And now I had to take her with me. I couldn ’ t just leave her in harm ’ s way, right?
Fuck it, I could have left her in
harm ’ s way, but I didn ’ t want to. She ’ d given me her panties and
begged for my cock. If she wanted to spend a night with a real biker and a real
man, then so be it.
First, we just had to get out of
this fucking place alive.
4.
(Layne)
I pulled out at the last possible
second and slapped my cock down to her belly. She hurried to grip me,
squeezing, gently pumping, letting all my warm release spray on her body. I
couldn ’ t remember her name,
but she had been the one playing with herself while Buzzy watched. Buzzy didn ’ t have the edge to take the
chick to a room and actually take care of her, so I did it.
Her breasts were big and full. They
danced the entire time I fucked her and even as she jerked me as I finished,
her tits kept moving. I reached and cupped one of her breasts, playing with her
nipple as I gritted my teeth.
When I was done, she stayed right with
me, stroking me slower and slower. Her hand then cupped down and under, playing
with