Just let it go, Holmes. The large building was all green with faded and peeling paint. Bikes just like Breaker's were parked everywhere. I actually didn't spot one normal car in the parking lot. This was definitely not my kind of place. But when I thought about Breaker it made perfect sense. Wearing a dress like this was probably not the best choice.
I got off the bike and pried the helmet off, still trying to catch my breath. “That was out of this world.” I took out my compact and tried to fix my hair the best I could.
Breaker shut off his bike and grinned, showing off his perfect white teeth. How could anyone not fall for him? “I'm glad you liked the ride. Next time, maybe I'll go above forty-five mph.”
“Oh my god, I can't believe we were going that slow! I thought we were at least going a hundred.”
The thought of another bike ride excited me. But the thought of Breaker naked and on top of me excited me more. Where was this night going to take me?
Chapter Eleven
Breaker
Her hands wrapped around my chest tight felt way too good. I circled around the Stinky Goat a few times just so I could feel her against me for a little while longer. Her body in that dress was driving me wild. Her juicy tits were begging to be felt up and the dress was so short I could almost get a peek at that ass. The massive hard-on in my pants wouldn't go away ever since I saw her.
It was Tuesday night at the Goat and the place was packed for a weeknight. It took awhile to wade through the crowd of people and finally find a couple seats at the end of the bar. We passed over my blood stains on the floor from the stabbing. No need to tell Natalie that was the spot where it happened. Jimi Hendrix's “Purple Haze” screamed over the loud speaker and two bikers were playing air guitar.
“Nice place,” Natalie yelled to me.
I couldn't tell if she was joking or not. The Stinky Goat was one of the best bars in Sacks County. I waved Hunter the bartender over.
Hunter clapped his hands and smiled. “Well I'll be damned. Breaker King. I didn't think I'd see you here again so soon.”
“Good to see you too, Hunter.”
“Everything all okay with the...” Hunter did a stabbing motion with his hands.
I put my arm around Natalie's shoulder. “Yeah the doc right here fixed me pretty good.”
Hunter looked Natalie up and down with wide eyes. “Well if that's the case the drinks are on the house. What can I get for you two?”
“Just a beer for me.” I gazed over at Natalie and waited for her to choose but she looked so lost. “Get the lady an expensive cocktail.”
Hunter rubbed his hands together and flipped a white towel over shoulder. “Coming right up.”
Natalie leaned over and I got a nice whiff of that same flowery perfume. She smelled so damn good. “The bartender seems very nice,” she said.
“We've been friends ever since we were kids. But he's only on his best behavior because there's a lady present. Normally he's foul mouthed and rude.”
Hunter returned with drinks. “A Guinness for the son of a bitch and a watermelon margarita for his lovely date.”
I took a sip of the beer and watched Natalie take a drink. She scrunched up and turned her nose at it. I chuckled and whispered in her ear. “I never said Hunter was good at making drinks.”
“Its fine,” she replied, taking another sip. “Just a little too strong for me.”
Once Natalie got a little more relaxed from the alcohol, I'd take her back to my place and tear that tight dress right off. She'd look good bent over my bed with her ass in the air.
I felt a slap on the back and looked behind to find Isaac. His long black hair made him look like he was apart of a metal band from the 80's. He was the treasurer of the Devil's Hellions MC which meant he took care of all the money. Isaac was smart—almost too smart to be a biker. But we were lucky to have
I got off the bike and pried the helmet off, still trying to catch my breath. “That was out of this world.” I took out my compact and tried to fix my hair the best I could.
Breaker shut off his bike and grinned, showing off his perfect white teeth. How could anyone not fall for him? “I'm glad you liked the ride. Next time, maybe I'll go above forty-five mph.”
“Oh my god, I can't believe we were going that slow! I thought we were at least going a hundred.”
The thought of another bike ride excited me. But the thought of Breaker naked and on top of me excited me more. Where was this night going to take me?
Chapter Eleven
Breaker
Her hands wrapped around my chest tight felt way too good. I circled around the Stinky Goat a few times just so I could feel her against me for a little while longer. Her body in that dress was driving me wild. Her juicy tits were begging to be felt up and the dress was so short I could almost get a peek at that ass. The massive hard-on in my pants wouldn't go away ever since I saw her.
It was Tuesday night at the Goat and the place was packed for a weeknight. It took awhile to wade through the crowd of people and finally find a couple seats at the end of the bar. We passed over my blood stains on the floor from the stabbing. No need to tell Natalie that was the spot where it happened. Jimi Hendrix's “Purple Haze” screamed over the loud speaker and two bikers were playing air guitar.
“Nice place,” Natalie yelled to me.
I couldn't tell if she was joking or not. The Stinky Goat was one of the best bars in Sacks County. I waved Hunter the bartender over.
Hunter clapped his hands and smiled. “Well I'll be damned. Breaker King. I didn't think I'd see you here again so soon.”
“Good to see you too, Hunter.”
“Everything all okay with the...” Hunter did a stabbing motion with his hands.
I put my arm around Natalie's shoulder. “Yeah the doc right here fixed me pretty good.”
Hunter looked Natalie up and down with wide eyes. “Well if that's the case the drinks are on the house. What can I get for you two?”
“Just a beer for me.” I gazed over at Natalie and waited for her to choose but she looked so lost. “Get the lady an expensive cocktail.”
Hunter rubbed his hands together and flipped a white towel over shoulder. “Coming right up.”
Natalie leaned over and I got a nice whiff of that same flowery perfume. She smelled so damn good. “The bartender seems very nice,” she said.
“We've been friends ever since we were kids. But he's only on his best behavior because there's a lady present. Normally he's foul mouthed and rude.”
Hunter returned with drinks. “A Guinness for the son of a bitch and a watermelon margarita for his lovely date.”
I took a sip of the beer and watched Natalie take a drink. She scrunched up and turned her nose at it. I chuckled and whispered in her ear. “I never said Hunter was good at making drinks.”
“Its fine,” she replied, taking another sip. “Just a little too strong for me.”
Once Natalie got a little more relaxed from the alcohol, I'd take her back to my place and tear that tight dress right off. She'd look good bent over my bed with her ass in the air.
I felt a slap on the back and looked behind to find Isaac. His long black hair made him look like he was apart of a metal band from the 80's. He was the treasurer of the Devil's Hellions MC which meant he took care of all the money. Isaac was smart—almost too smart to be a biker. But we were lucky to have
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