“Viper, I swear,” Senna says as Saylor grabs my arm.
I turn my eyes to hers mouthing, “It will be ok.” She nods.
“Senna get your fucking ass back inside and mom, I swear, you too. I am fine, sore but fine. I will not send my brothers out without me. I am the fucking enforcer and last time I checked, Ace you were the president. So maybe you should sit your ass in the seat aye and ride out with your men also.” His tone is gravely and he’s not fucking around either I see it in his eyes.
“I’ll leave, Viper,” Senna says.
“Leave! Where will you go? Sen, this is your home! I love you but this is who I am.” He pulls her into him kissing her forehead the pain winces over his features.
“Look, ladies. I got him I will follow behind him closely and any hint of it being too much, we will ride back,” I say looking over at them. They just stare at me like deer in headlights. Nodding slowly, they step back Senna has tears rolling down her cheeks. Viper is an asshole of a man at times but his loyalty to his brothers is fierce and Senna knows that just as much as the rest of us.
“I was only shot, babe. Not like that hasn’t happened before.” His tone is lighter.
“Yeah and look how that turned out,” Sen says back to him as he motions to her to come closer. Aces eyes are wild with fire, you can see the anger sparking off of him in the setting night.
“Shit, best be changing is all I can say, Ace. I’ll pull good on my threat,” Viper says to a shocked mother and an even more stunned Senna, and also Saylor, whose eyes I feel burning into me.
Shaking my head, “It’s nothing,” I say kicking my bike to life as the brothers all do the same and we follow after The Viper into the dark of the night on open highways and a unknown of what the dawn will bring.
***
I sat on a chair outside a run-down hotel room on the out skirts of Arkansas the meeting point for the gun trade. We have decided to stay in this shit box for the
night as Viper is way too fucked up to drive. Hawk brought his Club’s doctor out with him on a request halfway into the run as he began to fade and falter. We placed him in the back of the van laying down flat with the guns wrapped in a blanket. I knew he was in a bad way and we should have made him stay behind but Viper isn’t a guy ya wanna say no to. Ace and Abe know that as much as anyone.
So, if they keep pushing him, he will fight back hard and then he will flee. Hawk was talking with us tonight after they had patched up Viper. Flame took the doc over to the shit box dinner for dinner and a shake. Smitten he was. Hawk is from another chapter. The guns are for him and the Reapers Reign from New York. Hawks club is in Tennessee. He was saying tonight he’s in talks with them about starting a sister chapter with them in NYC. Said to Viper if he went rogue to hit him up.
I worry that Viper may just do that if shit gets worse. I thank fuck though that this gun trade went without a hitch. No shoot ups, no dodgy shit or crazy ass Mexicans coming out of the dark. My mind rolls over the last 24 hours and just what has gone down. Promises made, alliances in talks, clubs changing gun runs and crazy women threating us. No fucking dull moment in the life of an outlaw. Thinking about women I better ring mine while Viper talks with Hawk alone. Flame is giving the doc sexy eyes over a chocolate shake.
Shaking my head at him, kicking my boots off, and placing my feet up on the dirty ass table I light a smoke and pour a glass of Johnny Walker Red. While pouring the heavy glass I dial Say’s number. Looking at a photo of her straddling me topless that covers the screen of my phone, a smile kisses my lips and my cock wakes up at the vison.
“Hey, baby.” Her sweet voices laces the other end of the phone.
“What you wearing?” I smart out to her taking a drag of my smoke, the burn of it rolling down into my lungs.
Her giggle fills the space between my ear and brain.
“Just your T-shirt and a G-string.” Fuck me she’s sinful.
“Ooo, really,” I say, sliding my hand over my crotch, my cock hard under my jeans.
“Mmmm, yep. Wish you were here to take it off,” She says her voice drooling sensual desire.
“Slide your hand up the inside of it baby and play with your sweet nipples till they are hard for me.” Standing up I take my drink and smokes inside where it’s a little more private. This is going to end with me coming all over myself and the diner across the road doesn’t need a show.
“Tell me what you want, baby,” I say to her, sliding my zipper down, slipping my heavy Demin jeans to my ankles, then stepping out of them. I take my shirt off next and then my boxers. My cock springs free begging for me to stroke him and give him the release he needs by her voice alone. As her breathing hitches, I could just see it, the sweet, soft, hollow of her neck like it does when I slide my fingers inside her.
“Your finger inside me is making me soaking wet as you tease my clit with your thumb.”
“Slip your finger in past that lacey G-String, baby, into your wet pussy and imagine it’s my tongue rolling around taking your sweet juices and swirling them around as your legs wrap around my body.”
“oooooommmhummm, yes, baby, grab your cock. Wrap your fingers around your length and imagine it in my mouth. My lips wet and warm sliding up and down as your cock grows harder against my lips.”
An animal-like growl leaves me as the picture of her on her knees my hands fisted in her hair as her mouth slides up and down flashes across my vision.
Her cheeks flashing to a deep red as pleasure takes over, rippling passion through her body, matching mine. I can see her now as she lays down in my shirt on her back. Her fingers inside her wet pussy pleasuring herself. It’s an image I hold onto as my fist pumps around my cock fast and hard.
I can hear her breathing in rapid gasps as she feels the pleasure building.
