“Is that a promise,” Karla whispers, kissing my neck.
Fuck me!
This beautiful woman has me with a fucking constant hard-on. I know that I want her forever. Fuck, she’s already been on my mind since the first time that I saw her. I can’t fucking believe that she wants me. Our worlds are different, but at the same time, the same. I want to keep her, protect her, and love her.
“Hey, get a room,” Fiend says, laughing.
“Yeah, let’s go inside,” Karla says.
I release her but hold her hand. We walk up to the clubhouse, and the front door is open. The music is loud, and the Brothers are having a blast.
I’m happy that Prez decided not to allow too many hangarounds. They’re a pain to have around, asking questions that we can’t answer, and trying to get into what’s not their fucking business.
We can’t risk any damn Joe walking into the MC and getting intel, no matter how small or insignificant it seems.
“Wow, this place is busy,” Karla says, walking with me into the clubhouse.
“Yeah, it is. Do you want a beer or tequila,” I ask, looking at her.
“Both,” Karla says, smiling up at me.
I can’t help it, I pull her into my arms, and kiss.
“Fuck! Look at these bitches,” Dixie yells, pointing at Karla and Autumn.
“I can’t stand all of these bitches coming in to take what’s ours,” Bubbles yells, pointing at me.
Fuck no!
I pull away, hugging Karla next to me. I glare at the club whores, grinding my molars.
“What the fuck! Shut your trap,” I growl, shaking my head.
“Of fuckincourse! It never fails. Fucking club whores wanting what it’s never going to be theirs,” Autumn says, laughing.
“Who the hell do you think you are,” Dixie yells, walking over to her.
“I’m your worst nightmare,” Autumn hisses.
Fiend pulls Autumn back, hugging her close.
“All of you bitches need to learn your place,” Fiend hisses. “Get gone.”
“Get back to your damn corner,” I yell.
I look down at Karla to make sure she’s okay, but hell, she’s fucking tough. She smiles at me and goes onto her tiptoes.
I lean down, and she kisses me, wrapping her arm around my neck. I devour her mouth and pull her up into my arms. She wraps her legs around my waist, and I pull back, smiling.
“Let’s not give them our time,” Karla says, smiling. “Take me to your room.”
“Hell yes.”
I look up and see Fiend already at the steel door to enter the secured area. I walk across the clubhouse, ignoring the shouts from the Brothers and the club whores. Fiend waits for me, and we enter the secured section. There’s another steel door. Fiend enters the code, enters, and walks up the stairs. We get another steel door and enter the code. We enter the small clearing and head to the apartment doors.
“Later,” Fiend says, entering his code.
“Have fun,” Autumn says, looking at us.
