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  Maze’s death though unfortunate opened a lot of doors for people to get familiar with one another. It was sad that people walk by each other every day until someone dies, then the door opens to introduce any kind of interaction. Dez was now my sister/friend that I would ride on a bitch for and cuss out my cousin in the name of. It was because of her that Wolf was put on my radar, to begin with. Because he was put on protection duty to keep her safe from the threats against the club, he became a daily vision of excellence.

  Flirting with him was all fun and games until it appeared that he wasn’t paying me any attention. My constant insinuations were met with zero emotion. Call it vain but I took great offense to that, I considered myself to be desirable. It became my mission to speak my inappropriate thoughts aloud to see if it would gain some kind of reaction from him but every time, NOTHING. Wolf soon became the man that haunted my fantasies and my goal was to tip him over the cliff. The only drawback is that I didn’t expect to see it as more than a nut. When he became missing in action, I realized that I must have been solo in that thought.

  “So, you just gon’ let these skeezer’s scope on your man?” Nix poked fun at my situation. She was probably the only one who suspected that my solid oath to swear off men seriously was somehow foiled. The haughty look she gave me said, ‘bitch you ain’t fooling nobody.’

  “Girl, I don’t know what the hell you are waiting on.” Deloris rocked her wide hips from side to side.

  “You better make an excuse to climb that damn tree,” Debra added. The wonder twins had plenty to say but they avoided settling down like the plague too. A shitty past will do that to you.

  “I don’t know why she is dragging her feet,” Dez added her two cents.

  “Instead of pussyfooting around, you need to plant your feet and bend at the waist right in his face. Nixing the panties first though,” Nix winked.

  “I can’t stand none of y’all. How did I become the topic of discussion?”

  “Umm cause we are talking about your mans,” they laughed.

  “Wolf is not my man.”

  “Yet,” Nix waved her hand dismissively.

  “How you figure that?”

  “Nix knows boo,” she rocked from side to side. “Speaking of boos, damn Casper the tattooed ghost is some kind of fine.” Being so glad that all eyes have now moved from me, I joined in on putting the spotlight onto Dez.

  “Oh, you are talking about Dez’s boo-thang.”

  “Don’t even come for me.”

  “Ah shit, Dez that tall milky, dark-haired mystery mix is your man,” Nix questioned.

  “Well damn,” the twins said.

  “Uh no ma’am, Ethan is my friend.”

  “Shit, Adam and Eve were probably friends too until they both fell from grace.” Nix said the damnedest things for real. Compared to me, she was on a whole other level.

  “WHAT?!” We all shouted.

  “What?” she shrugged as if she didn’t just throw some random Nix fact out there. “All I’m saying is, friends, make for some interesting lovers. Who better to trust to scratch that itch just right if not a friend?”

  “Your thinking somehow makes a little sense.”

  “I can see that.”

  “Y’all cannot be serious.” Dez exclaimed and I chose to keep my opinion to myself. “I have crossed that threshold before, and it didn’t end well.” She added with remorse. Though no one else was aware of where her attention ventured to, I knew instantly who she was looking at. Behind those glasses was a torn woman. Torn between taking what she wants and being afraid of any further rejection.

  The day turned into night and it would appear the Inkwell came alive. This time of year, black bikers from all over come to these parts for some fun, sun, activities, racing, and mingling. Females that weren’t associated with any particular group came in big numbers. They flaunted what the good Lord blessed them with as they tempted the bikers on the block. Some went so far as to walk the strip in nothing but thongs and dental floss dresses.

  The guys were no better as they shamelessly flirted with anyone that would bite the bait. Having been around bikers my whole life, I knew this scene all too well. This wasn’t my first time coming down, but it was my first time entertaining these fools for anything more than fun. Everyone knows me as the flirt with the fella’s type but I rarely took it there, especially with anyone in this life. Not knowing whether someone was attached or they were catty, I didn’t want to risk the chance of being in an uncompromising position.

  Catty ass men were my absolute pet-peeve. Some of them gossiped like bitches and that was a major turn off. There was no way I wanted my business in the streets. Who I share my body with was most definitely my business and my business alone. Having overheard how some of these supposed big bad biker men rave about bagging this chick or that, I damn sure didn’t want that shit getting back to Cage. Fucking with the non-bikers was more my style because I didn’t run the chance of running into them on a regular basis.

  “Fancy meeting you here,” a deep voice said a little closer than I would have preferred.

  “If you don’t step back, your nuts will meet my fist next.” I threatened before I turned completely around.

  “Same ole slick tongue, I see.” A guy named Gary stated with a smirk.

  “Same ole creepy ass tendencies, I see.”

  “Damn girl, why are you so mean? I thought we were better than that.”

  “If I were so mean then why are you over here in my space?”

  “Cause, I missed your mean ass.”

  “I doubt that.”

  “I have and you would know that if you would have answered any of my calls.”

  “I’ve been busy.”

  “I never thought I would see the day when you would settle down.”

  “Who said I have settled down? What are you even doing here?”

  “A homeboy of mine is the manager of a nearby hotel and invited me to come down. I saw some familiar vests that belong in your area and thought why not look around. Something told me you might be here and here you are.”

  “Isn’t that great.”

  “It’s like that now? I see you.” Gary smirked. “What biker got you on a leash?”

  “What the fuck do I look like,” I glowered. Gary didn’t know how accurate he was with that statement. Only thing was, Wolf didn’t place a leash on me as much as I couldn’t seem to get over him. How did you get over somebody that you were never officially under?

  Just as that thought came to mind, I happened to look up and see a bitch with red weave bent over in front of him. It wasn’t the attention that he was getting that bothered me, it was the fact that I was bothered at all.

  “It would seem that you are off-limits but if that isn’t the case, I suggest having a private discussion for old times’ sake.” Just as he said that Wolf looked directly at me from where he was being groped. To show that I wasn’t bothered, I gave him a smirk and turned back towards Gary. With my flirtometer turned to the max, I all but forced myself to snap out of it. Wolf avoided me like I had trashy pussy or something anyway. He shouldn’t be affected by me moving forward. Not that I was trying to make him jealous but why sit around in need if I didn’t have to.

  “I don’t recall doing much talking before when you made those monthly deliveries.”

  “I didn’t say anything about our lips doing the talking.”

  “Now that you mention lips, I do remember your lips giving my lower ones some attention once or twice.”

  “You can sit on my face anytime you choose but you stopped choosing.”

  “Things happen, are you going to continue to bring that up. If so, I’m sure I can scout out other means of satisfaction for the night.”

  “I doubt any can do it like me.” He boasted and I fought like hell to not roll my eyes at him. Out of all the brave souls that have approached me this weekend, Gary was the safest bet. By far was he who I craved but he would due for now. “What’s your room number
?”

  “I’m sharing a room with my girlfriend. Where are you staying?” Someone snickered from behind me, but I didn’t dare look to see who.

  “Your girlfriend?” He questioned with hopeful eyes. “Shit, what’s up then?”

  “Not that type of girlfriend and that ain’t gonna happen.” Finally, he gave me the room number for the motel next door. The shit was ratty, but I needed a nut and he would have to do.

  “So, who are you sharing a room with?” Nix asked.

  “Shut it up,” I laughed.

  “Isn’t that the liquor delivery guy?” Dez asked.

  “Yep, the one and only. He is safe because he doesn’t live anywhere near Lincoln.”

  “I knew he looked familiar,” double D’s responded.

  “I’m about to get really familiar with his face in just a little bit.”

  “Yes bitch, let me ride that donkey – donkey!” Nix sang. The girls all high-fived.

  “Ladies, what are we celebrating?” AC joined our little celebration.

  “Facetime appointments,” Nix stated while batting her eyelashes.

  “Ah shit, I can definitely go for some Facetime.” He remarked. “You gotta give to receive baby.”

  “I’m more into the headhunters myself,” Reno commented.

  “Sorry boo, I don’t shit where I eat. You already know the drill.” Nix smiled.

  “I’m not asking you to shit, that’s for damn sure.”

  “Bet, how about I don’t cum there either.”

  “That is too bad,” he rubbed his hands together.

  “Technically, we aren’t at home right now,” Reno said.

  “Technicalities,” I commented.

  “If I’m not mistaken, I just performed last night at the local club. I highly doubt that either of you missed that killer show.”

  “You right? We were there.”

  “So, you see – I was working. This is a business trip for me no matter which way you crumble the cookies.”

  “Are y’all over here bothering these ladies?” Black suddenly appeared.

  “Never that, we were just discussing the crumble of cookies and Facetime visits.”

  “Do I even want the full breakdown of that?” He asked.

  “Probably not but it is self-explanatory in a salacious kinda way,” Nix explained in a tone far from innocent.

  “No further explanation required then,” he chuckled. They somehow drifted off into another conversation all together. Soon the guys wondered off to parts unknown.

  “What was that tone and look all about?” I asked Nix.

  “What are you talking about?” She feigned innocence.

  “Fuck that, you were all syrupy sweet and shit.” Debra cackled.

  “Bitch, I think I heard her purr,” Deloris added with a high five to her twin.

  “If uncle Black wasn’t the uncle type, baby.” Dez cooed.

  “You need to worry about white chocolate easing his way into our fold.” Nix tipped her head towards Ethan who indeed was closing in on Miss Destiny. Too bad that child didn’t stand a chance against my cousin, but he didn’t need to know that. With the way Cage has been silently brooding behind his shades, someone is about to get the full business.

  “You think she will actually follow through with it?” Nix asked after Dez left to supposedly give Ethan a taste.

  “I don’t know, she seems awfully determined.”

  “Speaking of determined, you really going through with your little meet up.”

  “Of course, a girl got needs.”

  “We all do but with him?”

  “What’s wrong with Gary? He’s familiar and he isn’t associated with any of the boys from the club.” I tried to convince myself more than Nix. It was kind of creepy for him to pop up out of nowhere and he has been blowing up my line lately.

  “That you know of, look I’m not blocking I just don’t trust him. I was just joking around when I was encouraging the Facetime visit with that joker. He is a no Bueno.”

  “My sentiments exactly.” AC popped his ass up like popcorn again.

  “Dammit, you are like a bag of microwave popcorn. Where the hell did you come from?”

  “I just so happened to be passing by on my way to a meeting of the mind appointment, if you caught that.”

  “We caught it.”

  “Good, now cancel that shit. Oh boy is a fucking creeper and this was supposed to be a fun trip.”

  “We are having fun, what’s the big deal?” I exclaimed. “To sit my sexy ass on his face for a joyride would be even more fun.”

  “It won’t be much fun when the Prez finds out that we gotta murk a muthafucka because he stepped out of bounds.”

  “So now you are threatening to tell daddy Cage on me? Seriously?”

  “I’m being serious, Syd. Don’t do this.” AC said void of all humor.

  “I’m with AC boo, him popping up was too much of a coincidence.”

  “Fine, I won’t go.” I sighed. Seeing as though they were convinced, I concocted another plan to get the deed done discreetly. Nix would be leaving for the club soon and AC had a prior engagement. Gary was going to help me out of my rut and then I will be good to resist the urge to tempt Wolf again. His dick may not get wet, I will just make up an excuse to leave once I got mine. If I’m lucky, I can ride about two good ones out before I dip.

  ~

  “Where is your girl at?” A male voice could be heard through the door. Out of instinct, I always listen at the door of anybody I may visit while out doing my thing.

  “You know, I’m trying to get my dick sucked.” Another man stated. While all these men are talking, I have yet to hear Gary’s voice.

  “She will be here, quit tripping.” Gary finally stated. “Where are the hoes you two invited?”

  “They coming now, the red head one just shot me a text.”

  “Get them drinks popping, nigga. We are getting these hoes wasted tonight.”

  “Gotta get em’ loose,” they celebrated. The loud ratchet talks from the guests of the evening rounded the corner at that moment. From the look of them alone, I could tell they were up for anything, but I certainly wasn’t. They could have this raunchy ass orgy type party that they were planning. This was definitely not my scene.

  ~

  “Shocked to see you alone,” a voice said from nearby.

  “Shit!” I had to lean against the wall by my door to catch my breath. “You scared the shit out of me,” I scowled and took deep breaths.

  After returning to the party, I attempted to let loose to forget the mistake that I almost made. Somewhere after the fifth shot of Patrón, I lost count of my drinks. Flirting, grinding, and scouting the spot for a victim – my search turned up empty. No matter how many times I attempted to just say fuck it and get with what I was familiar with, I couldn’t go through with it. Each time, I got close to smelling the smoke I would run from the fire.

  “…” His big ass never said too much, but he sure could pop up in some interesting places.

  “Why are you standing in the hall like a creeper?”

  “Why are you slumming it with the muthafucka at the roach motel next door?”

  “What the fuck? You don’t know shit.” I frowned. “Are you following me now? Did AC tell you to keep tabs on me?”

  “You didn’t go over there to get your pussy licked?” The cynical look on his face dared me to refute his statement. “Doesn’t matter why or how I know.”

  “You damn right I did but it was a bust so here I am.”

  “None of the fuck boys you were entertaining downstairs tickled your nipples,” he sarcastically asked.

  “How do you know I’m not preparing to have company right now?”

  “You never invite your prey into your lair.”

  “How would you know where I entertain? Since when did you start keeping tabs on me,” I cocked an eyebrow in a challenge.

  “Open the fucking door, Syd.”

  “Why?” To
be difficult, I crossed my arms over my chest in defiance.

  “…” He chuckled and snatched my card from my hand before I could figure out what his next move would be. Opening my door, he stepped in and waited for me to cross the threshold as well. Hearing the lock engage, I was fully prepared to turn around and give him some scathing words but that was disturbed when he locked my arms to my side.

  Instead of taking me to the bed as I suspected he would, he steered me to the bathroom. The shower was started, and we were stripped in record time with no words exchanged. The alarming amount of alcohol in my system mixed with the steamy shower, I was putty in his hands. Though it was a quick shower, the essential playground was cleaned thoroughly. If my hormones weren’t already fine-tuned and ready to race to the finish line, the way my intimate parts were cleaned by hand had me close to erupting.

  “You can stop fighting now. I’m in control tonight.”

  “The fuck you say,” I countered and pulled at the hand that held me captive. One of my arms overlapped the other while he held it in his strong hold. On my back against the mattress, my arms were trapped but surprisingly not in a painful way. Delicious kisses were lavished in the crook of my neck until the most sensitive spot was found. That caused my back to arch and my senses to take over. My naked pebbled peaks brushed against his hardened pecks that levitated above me.

  A throaty chuckle rumbled from deep within him as he discovered a spot that I didn’t even know existed. To push his luck even further he attacked that area with fervor and ventured to the other side triggering louder moans to flow from me. From there, the bastard gave my rock-hard nipples so much attention that I wanted to cry. It became abundantly clear that I was not going to be freed from his stronghold as he tightened his grip when I began my futile fight.

  “Stop fighting or you’ll hurt yourself,” he growled peering up at me. The sadistic look in his eyes let me know that he was far from done with me and there was nothing that I could do about it.

  “Then release me,” I threw back.

  “Not gonna happen until I’m done.”

  “Done?”