Striker (Black Rebel Riders' MC Book 4) (12 page)

17

Striker

After the day I have had this bottle of Jack is making me a damn good friend.

“Better slow down man. Don’t want to get shit faced and have to leave your bike here.” Rebel scolds me.

“Fuck man, I’m not a kid or a fucking potential you can boss around. Just need to relax.” I fire up a joint and lay my head against the wall behind me.

“You ready to talk about why the fuck you drug me all the way out here for?” He reaches across the table taking the joint from me to get a toke. He is going to kick my ass when he hears this shit.

“I’m not sure I can even believe it myself.” I shake my head and take a long hard swig from the bottle, nothing like a little liquid courage. “It’s that bitch Diamond man, says she is pregnant and the kid is mine.”  I just let it fly without warning.

My brother’s mouth falls open, the joint lands in his lap. He jumps up swatting at his pants. He puts the joint out. He rubs a hand through his wavy blonde hair smoothing it behind his ears. “Come again?” He raises his fist in the air and brings it down on the table. He points his finger at me. “I told you, not to mess with that shady whore.”

“I don’t remember a damn thing about that night—your party. My head goes blank. All I can remember is getting there and then waking up the next morning to the whore in my bed. There was a condom wrapper, but she claims the bastard broke and I fucked her anyways. Man, Baby is the only woman I’ve not worn a rubber with.” I bury my head in my hands thumping it against the table. 

“DNA test brother, only way to settle this shit.”  He nods all proud of himself. Like I never thought of that.  It doesn’t help me right now though.

“Yeah, but fuck I was supposed to go over and see Baby tonight, I know she was ready to take me back and then Diamond showed up at the garage  with her shit. And now here we are.” I throw my hands out in the air over the table.

“Baby is going to flip her shit,” Rebel states like I don’t fucking know that.

“She has to forgive me; I’ll show her I can be responsible man. I’ll step up and do what I gotta’ do for Diamond and this kid. Baby will see that I have changed man.” I swipe the joint back off the table and light it up.

“I think Jack is talking for ya. Baby ain’t going to understand shit about that. She is going to go off the rails you pull that shit. I’m warning you now.” His brows are knitted as if he is dead certain.

The server comes over to bring Rebel another beer. “Hold up, let me ask you hypothetically. Say you and your boyfriend share a kid together and you split up. During that time, he fucks some whore, gets her knocked up. Would you be able to take him back?”

“If I loved him, yeah. I think I could but I can’t really say. Everyone’s situation is different.” She shrugs and walks off. Rebel is sweeping his nutshells off the table and into the floor shaking his head at me.

“You’re an idiot. Diamond has to be out of the picture if you want your life with Baby. She ain’t that type of top bitch man. Fuck, you of all people should know that.”

I hear what he is saying but right now, I have tunnel vision.  Baby is sitting at the bar with Rumor and I can’t take my eyes off her she looks so fucking sexy. My chest constricts. I take another shot of Jack, being choked. She is wearing a tight black shirt, with nothing in the back but a string, her red hair is swept over the right side of her shoulder. She’s wearing my favorite jeans. I’d know her ass anywhere, as she leans over the counter flirting with the motherfucking bartender.

“Did you tell Rumor we were coming here?” I motion to the bar, sliding down in the booth. I don’t know if I want them to see us.

Rebel looks to the bar and looks back to me like so. “Want me to tell Rumor to leave?”

“Yes, no, fuck I don’t know.”  Damn it why is she here? I’m not ready to face her yet.

“Look tell Baby you came here with me, lost track of the time. I’m going to the bar and I am going to go over and give my soon to be wife and sister-in-law a hello. Alright smooth shit over with your woman, worry about that whore when the time comes.” He gets up from the table, sticking his lighter back inside his inner pocket of his cut. 

Here goes nothing, I toss my bottle of Jack in the trash and follow behind him, my guilt eating at me every step of the way. My feet get heavier with every step I take.

Rebel pinches Rumor on the ass, causing her to yelp. “Hey gorgeous.” He plants a kiss on her mouth. She melts into him.

Baby turns and gives me a side-glance and resumes flirting with the bartender. Fuck that. I grab her arm and twist her around to facing me. “What are you doing?” She removes my hand.

“Having a drink, what’s it look like!”  She snaps. Yeah I am up shit creek.

“Is there a problem?” the loser behind the bar asks.

“Fuck no there isn’t a problem, talking to my woman, back the fuck up.”  I lean across the bar grabbing him by the neck, I shove him back.

“Stop it.” Baby grabs my arm. “Don’t be an asshole.”

“I was getting ready to call you.” The lie rolls off my tongue.

She isn’t buying it though. Her brows are furrowed, hands on her hips. “Oh enlighten me…I am just dying to hear this.”

“Met up with my brother got to shooting the shit, lost track of time is all.”  Rumor is eyeing Rebel curiously, pussy whipped motherfucker bites his lip and shrugs his shoulders. Asshole was supposed to have my back.

“Well don’t let me keep you, I am here to lose track of time and shoot the shit with my sister.”  She retorts throwing my words back in my face.

I grab her around the waist and claim her smart lips.

She bites me hard in response nearly ripping my lip ring out. “Fuck, was that for?”

“That is for standing your son up, dickhead. You can do that shit to me, but you don’t not show up for him.” She sticks her finger in my chest heading for the dance floor.

“I’ll go.” Rumor follows closely behind her.

“Well that went well,” Rebel exhales blowing out a puff of air and heads back to our table to keep an eye on Rumor on the dance floor.  “It’s amazing to me that you managed to knock up two women.” He shakes his head.

“Fuck you, at least my shit works.” I regret the words the minute they fly out of my mouth. “Fuck man, I didn’t mean that shit.”

“Yeah brother, I know.”

Three songs have passed and Baby doesn’t look like she is going to talk to me anytime soon. Rumor comes to the table and lays her head on Rebel’s shoulder. “I’m ready to go, but Baby isn’t.”

“I’ll make sure she gets home.” I volunteer knowing what I have to do. I am going to get Baby alone and tell her everything. She’ll forgive me. We weren’t together when it happened, it isn’t like she doesn’t know I fucked Diamond.

“You sure that’s a good idea man?” My brother raises his brow at me.

“Yeah go on. Take your woman and go home. Let me worry about mine.”

“Let me go tell Baby bye.” Rumor starts from the table.

“No.” I grab Rumor’s hand pleading with my eyes to just go.

“Baby is going to kill me, but have it your way.” She kisses my forehead. Rebel gives me a fist punch on his way out.

Baby

“Hey I gotta’ sit down, feet’s killing me.” Rumor looks exhausted.

I wave my sister off and continue getting lost in the music. A strong finger taps my shoulder. I spin around looking into the eyes of a redneck, but a cute one at that. He is tall, well built, from what I can see in here. It’s pretty dimly lit. “Wanna’ dance?”

I stick my hand in his and say, “Sure.” He wraps his arms around my waist holding me real tight; my ass is pressed into his crotch. We are swaying, bumping and grinding to the music when out of nowhere I find myself being yanked away from my dance partner.

Striker has gone all caveman, shoving me behind him. “If you wanna’ keep those hands of yours I suggest you keep them the fuck away from my old lady’s ass. Ya feel me?”  I don’t bother trying to get in the middle it will only set Striker off, since he clearly wants to act like a barbarian.

“Was just dancing with her man don’t want no trouble.”  He shrugs and grabs the next girl he sees.

“Satisfied.” I throw my hands up at him.

“Not even close.” He grabs my hand and leads me to the bathroom.

There are a couple of women at the sink adjusting their tits and fixing their makeup. “Get the fuck out.” Striker growls out them and they scurry, shrinking away from the
authoritative boom in his voice. He locks the door once they have cleared out.

I am standing with my back to him, arms crossed over my chest. I don’t know what in the hell he thinks is going to happen in here, but I’m not interested. He grabs my shoulders twisting me around. “On your knees.” He demands, with dark eyes.

“Excuse me?”

“On your knees, I won’t repeat myself.”

My knees weaken and I buckle under the pressure of his gaze as he stares me down.

“Do you belong to me Baby?”

I don’t answer him.

He grabs the nape of my neck and applies pressure. “Do you belong to me the way that I belong to you?”

“Yes,” I pant not able to help how his dominance excites me.

He unzips his pants and begins stroking his cock, my traitorous mouth waters eager to taste him, and run my tongue up and down his length. He grips the back of my neck once more, petting the back of my head. He continues to pleasure himself. Every time I lean forward to touch him, he jerks me back by my hair.

“Do you remember what you said to me? You told me that I couldn’t even masturbate, so here we are. Waited for you.”
Stroke. Pump. Squeeze
.

I lick my lips, so turned on by him. The fact that he hasn’t touched himself because I told him not to makes me so wet. Tired of waiting I shove him hard, on his thighs sending him into the counter holding the sinks. He laughs and I seize his dick with my mouth claiming him, marking him as mine with my tongue.

“That’s right sweetheart, show me how much you love my cock.”  He grins down at me with lusty, needy dark eyes. I continue my assault licking and sucking his hot flesh.

Striker is gripping the edge of the counter, white knuckles. His head is thrown back leaning on the mirror. His mouth is curved in a wicked, sated smile. He pushes himself further into my greedy mouth. Thrusting his hips, with one hand gripped in my hair, he begins fucking my mouth, until he begins to spasm and shake, sending his salty liquid down the back of my throat. I continue licking and sucking until he begs me to stop.

**

After we get kicked out of the bar, for our bathroom rendezvous Striker has me pressed down on the hood of my car in the back parking lot. He is kissing all down my throat, making my pussy clench with need.  “I’m going to fuck you right here, right now with my tongue, can’t wait any longer.” He undoes my jeans, and hooks his fingers around my panties pushing them down in a hurry.

He starts licking his tongue around my belly button ring; his hand reaches up under my shirt, cupping my breasts, his thumb rolls over my hard bud. He pinches and plucks my nipple as he caps his mouth over my pulsing bundle of nerves.  “Gonna make you come so hard.” His eager digit enters my tight slick heat, he makes a come here motion hitting my most tender spot. My hips surge and buck, he feels so good. Love the way he fingers and sucks my pussy.  His teeth graze my clit. The sensation is amazing. His hands and tongue are pleasuring me; the metal from his lip ring feels cool against my heated skin.

“Need you in me now,” I beg. My pussy is pulsing, aching for his cock. He shoves his jeans down around his ankles and slides into me. He fucks me hard and fast on the hood of my car. I don’t care who hears or sees, my man is loving me.

A piercing whistle whips through the air. I turn my head to see the redneck from earlier. Striker pulls out of me and takes a bow, pulling me up with him. He helps me fix my clothes and I zip him up.

“Love you so godamned much, don’t ever leave me again. Don’t know what I’d do without you. You belong to me.”

“Not going any-fucking-where I love you too.” I admit.  Wrapping my arms around his neck, I kiss him softly.

“Tomorrow, no shit about it. We are packing up you and Colt. You are moving in with me. I can’t go one more night without you by my side. Then I am going to marry your wild ass. And I am going to make love to your sweet pussy morning, noon and night, and when you beg me to stop I’ll fuck you even harder.”

“You had me at tomorrow.”  I smile up at him.

18

Romeo

Thank fuck my sister has come to save the day. Haven’t seen her in a few years, she has never been a fan of LL. Only reason she agreed to come was I told her LL and I separated. Shelley walks in without knocking drops her bags on the floor and she says, “Told you not marry that whore.”

“Aunt Shelley!” Dawn squeals and wraps her arms around her giving her a tight squeeze.

Shelley hugs her back and takes a good look at her. “Looks just like her mother, pity.”

“Shelley,” I warn her. She may hate LL but she isn’t going to treat my kids like shit.

“I’m sorry, Dawn I think you are a beautiful princess. I just don’t like your momma very much, that wasn’t fair of me. Can we start over?”

Dawn looks her up and down and narrows her eyes in on her, “as long as you don’t act like a bitch.”  Miracle starts bouncing up and down holding onto the sides of her playpen and laughing.

“Looks like I got here just in time. These kids clearly need the influence of a real woman.” She has Dawn show her to my room, I’ll be staying at the clubhouse a few nights a week with her here to help out. My sister isn’t a fan of the club, and she has an even bigger problem with my raising the kids in it.

After Shelley has settled in and I have fed the kids their lunch, I head out to meet up with Five-O. It takes me a while to get to the spot; we gotta’ meet way out in the country. Don’t need a soul spotting us together with what I have in mind.

I pull up at the end of the line, a part of the park on the far side of the lake. This roads been closed off for years. I get off my bike and pull a joint from my cut. Walking over to the edge of the lake, I squat in the grass and enjoy a nice long hard lung busting toke. I hear the gravel crunch, as Five-O approaches in his off duty car. He joins me in the grass and takes a hit. 

“Oompff,” he coughs. “That my friend is some good shit.”

“Indeed.” I agree. “Need a favor. LL is on lockdown at East General, FED custody.”

“What in the hell you think I can do?” He looks pissed, but I know he will help me.

“Just need you to drive a friend to the hospital to see her. Distract the FED; tell him, someone reported her missing. Tell him you are just doing a welfare check. Make it good. Smoky already knows what to do.”

“Fuck, this is bad shit isn’t it?”

“I won’t lie to you but the less you know the better it is for you. Feel me?”

“Yeah.” He nods.

I pull him a bag of green out of the satchel on my bike and hand him a wad of cash. “Won’t hear from me again man. I know this puts you in a hard spot, but you know I wouldn’t ask if it wasn’t necessary. You need anything later down the line. See Grim, he’ll help you out.”

“You say that like you won’t be around here. You taking a vacation?”

“Shit is deep, going away for a long motherfucking time.”

“Take care man.”   I hand him a sheet of paper with Smoky’s address on it and climb back on my bike. I wait another ten minutes after he has gone before I leave.

When I pull up at the back of the Roadhouse, I see Striker, Rebel and Grim packing boxes from the trailer to the garage apartment. Well, hell looks like I pushed Baby straight to Striker. I’m happy for her if that is what she wants, though it kills me a little on the inside. I wave at Grim and head inside for a much needed jar of shine.

Striker

I had every intention of telling Baby the truth about Diamond last night, but then that fuckstick put his hands on her and I knew right then I would kill anyone who tries to stand between us. I followed behind her last night and made sure she went home with me.  I spent the whole night tasting and exploring her body, discovering every sensitive spot.

First thing this morning I called up Rebel and we went straight to Grim. I told him man to man I was claiming Baby. Was not a damn thing he could do or say. She’s mine now. He wasn’t exactly thrilled, but he knows Baby is grown and he has to let her go. After Grim cooled his shit, he helped us move all of her and Colt’s stuff to my apartment. Well what could fit anyway. She has too many fucking clothes and so much of her shit is pussy pink.

I carry in the last box and find Baby and Colt in the kitchen. She is feeding him lunch. Colt is clapping wanting more peas; do not know how he stands that stuff and it makes him shit something fierce. I scrunch my nose as the smell hits my nostrils. I lean down and kiss them both on the cheek. Nothing could take away my happiness right now. Pure fucking joy is pumping through my veins.

“God I love seeing you two sitting here.” I claim Baby’s mouth. Sucking her tongue I deepen the kiss, can’t get enough of her.

We spend the rest of the evening unpacking their stuff and making out every time Colt allows us to steal a minute alone. I love my little dude but I was happy to get his crib put up. Now I can get a shower with my woman.

Baby is already in the shower soaped up, naked waiting for me, as I strip down to nothing and get inside with her. The water running over her bare breasts as she rinses off. Once she has finished, we trade spots. “Let me,” she takes the washcloth and washes me thoroughly. 

I flashback to the last time I had her in here with me. My dick is twitching, hungry for her tight cunt. I wrap her wet hair around my hand and yank it. “Hands against the wall.”  I run my free hand down the crack of her sexy ass and slip a fingertip into her tight hole. I ease my way gently. Tonight her ass is mine.

“Oh fuck, feels so good,” she pushes her ass out further loving it. I continue working her sweet virgin ass with my thick digit.

“More,” she begs. Slowly I remove my finger and replace it with it the tip of my dick. She winces and a hiss leaves her lips.

“Want me to stop?”

“No, it burns but it hurts so good,” she pants falling forward against the shower wall. I tug on her hair and bite her neck, inching deeper in. She clenches her muscles, tightening around me. I let go of her hair, reach around the front of her, and play with her clit, steadying my other hand by her face where it is pressed against the wall.  I circle my fingers around her hardened nub as I begin to slide in and out slowly.

“Play with your pussy while I fuck your ass,” I growl in her ear. Her fingers are trembling as they meet mine at her soaked pussy. Her finger is entwined with mine fucking her tight slit. She reaches her peak; her knees are trembling as she tightens around our fingers. Fucking poetry in motion. I let go of her and jerk my dick out to cum on her ass. I shake my dick, smacking it against her round cheeks spilling my seed across them. The water washes it away as quick as it hits her skin.