Chapter Twenty-Three
Goldie sat at the bar watching two guys play pool at Balls and Holes pool hall. He’d had an hour to kill between appointments, and with Skull, Tattoo Mike, and Jimmy all at the shop, he figured they could handle any walk-ins. Weekdays could be slow, so an hour shooting the shit with Muerto and Crow seemed like a good way to break up his day.
“I heard you’re looking to get a new bike,” Goldie said as Muerto came over to him.
“Yeah. Ever since you got your new Road Glide Special, it’s been on my mind.”
“You gotta do it. My new bike just hums when I ride her. Just like a fine-tuned woman.”
“Damn. I gotta check them out. I wanted to wait for the rally and check out some of the bikes.”
Goldie felt his phone vibrate against him. A smile spread across his face when he saw Hailey’s name pop up.
Hailey: R u going 2 see ur grandma tonite?
Goldie: Ya. Probably bout 6.
Hailey: I missed u last nite.
Goldie: Had work. What u doing now?
Hailey: At the shop. Working.
Goldie: Send me a pic of ur nipple.
Hailey: R u serious?
Goldie: Ya. Want 2 see it up close.
Hailey: I’ll think about it. Customers. Gotta go.
Goldie laughed as he set his phone on the bar counter. “What?” he said to Muerto, who stared at him.
“That was a chick who was texting you.”
“So?”
“Chicks don’t text you. Remember your rule?” Muerto smiled.
“Are you trying to piss me off? I came in here for a beer and to relax, not to discuss my fuckin’ rules and chicks texting me.”
“Which chick’s texting you?” Crow asked as he came from the back room.
“None,” Goldie said.
“I just mentioned his rule about chicks texting him and he went apeshit,” Muerto said to Crow.
“Why’re you pissed about that?” Crow asked.
“Why the fuck are we still talking about this?” Goldie gulped down the last of his beer and slammed the bottle on the counter. “Later.” He marched out, anger pricking his skin as he heard the guffaws behind him. “Fuckin’ assholes,” he muttered under his breath as he headed back to the tattoo parlor.
The brothers were having a real heyday with him ever since they’d seen him and Hailey together at Cuervos a couple of months before. He couldn’t blame them; he’d done the same shit to Muerto, Diablo, and Steel when they were hung up on the women in their lives. Is that what I am? Hung up on Hailey? Never being serious about a woman, he was at a loss as to what the hell was going on with him in regard to Hailey. They’d been wanting to tear each other’s clothes off from the moment they’d seen each other, and they’d finally done it two nights before, but was that something more than just lust?
Over the years, there were plenty of women he lusted after, but he didn’t consider their hookup as anything more than two people pleasuring each other. After it was done, he’d fuck ’em a couple of more times and then move on. Sometimes he was with a couple of women in the same day. It was a lot of fun, but it was no big deal.
Until now.
Hailey was something entirely different. If it was just lust between them, then why couldn’t he get her out of his mind? Why couldn’t he stop replaying their awesome coupling? Being with her wasn’t the same as being with the others; he wanted her all the damn time. Instead of being sated by their fucking, he just wanted more and more.
Liberty waved at him as he entered the tattoo shop, and he gave her a chin lift as he went to his office in the back. He sat down and pulled out his phone. Hailey had texted him but he hadn’t heard it. When he opened it, a shot of desire went straight to his dick. A picture of Hailey’s pink, round nipple teased him. It was hard to understand what happened to him when he saw her perfect buds, but something deep within him yearned to take them in his mouth, lavishing them with soft attention, and then bite, squeeze, and suck them until she cried out from pain and pleasure.
A loud ping.
Hailey: Is that what u wanted?
Goldie: Ya. Got a damn hard-on. Can u come over & fix it?
Hailey: Shop’s too busy. U’re the one who wanted the pic. ;)
Goldie: Smartass. That ass of urs needs a spanking.
Hailey: I’ve never been spanked.
Goldie: I’ll fix that.
The buzzer filled the room and Goldie pushed the intercom button. “What’s up?”
“We have a walk-in and all the other guys are busy. Can you take him?” Liberty asked.
Glancing at his stiff dick, he said, “Yeah, give me ten minutes.” He clicked off and opened Hailey’s text.
Hailey: That sounds wicked.
If I keep texting with her, I’ll never get rid of my boner.
Goldie: It is. I gotta go. I have a tat to do.
Hailey: K. See u later at Cherry Vale.
Goldie pulled out a technical book from the bookshelf and perused it, concentrating on the sentences and willing himself not to think about the delectable picture Hailey had sent him. After a while, the buzzer sounded again.
“The guy wants to know if you can do this. It’s been over fifteen minutes.
“Sure. I lost track of time. I’m coming out.”
The technical reading did the trick, and Goldie headed to the lobby to meet the client. Once he got to designing and coloring the tattoo, he’d have laser focus. He walked up to a man in his early twenties and led him to one of the rooms.
* * *
At six o’clock, Goldie went down the hallway to Patty’s room in search of Hailey. When he arrived, the only person he saw was Patty sitting by the window staring. He knocked softly on the door. Patty turned around, and he noticed her eyes were puffy and red, wet trails glistening on her cheeks. Tissue was balled up in her hand, and taking a corner of it, she wiped the corners of her eyes.
“Are you okay?” he asked. Shaking her head, she looked down at her hands in her lap. “Do you want me to call anyone?”
“No. I’m just upset over Nadine. I just heard about it a little while ago. Why would anyone do something like that to such a sweet young woman?” The tears spilled down her face before she covered it with her hands.
Goldie shifted in place. “I don’t know who Nadine is. What happened to her?”
Patty lifted her head and wiped her cheeks with the palm of her hand. “You don’t know her? She’s one of the physical therapists here. I loved working with her. She was such a nice girl.”
“I may have seen her around. My grandma doesn’t do physical therapy. What happened to her?”
“She was brutally raped and murdered in her home last night. Isn’t that awful? How can someone do that? I never thought something like this could ever happen in our town. Now I’ve found out there’ve been several of these rapes. Another victim worked in the laundry here. It’s terrible. Something’s going on around here. There’ve been four deaths of patients and now this. I saw the sheriff and his deputies here last week. Something’s not right.”
Goldie walked in and sat on a straight-backed chair. “You may have something there. I thought something was fucked when the second person died. Now you’re saying it’s been four?”
“Yes. And Hailey thinks I’m being paranoid. I mean, she didn’t say that, but I could tell she was trying to humor me. And now this latest with the rapes. Nadine’s the only one he killed. Why did he have to kill her?”
“Maybe she figured out who he was.”
“Are you guys talking about poor Nadine? I read it in the paper an hour ago. How awful,” Hailey said as she rushed into the room, going over and giving her aunt a quick kiss on the cheek. She looked at Goldie through her lashes and smiled.
“Hey,” he said as his gaze slowly raked over her.
“Hey,” she whispered as she ran her fingers over the back of his neck.
“Garth agrees with me that something funny’s going on around here,” Patty said.
“Like what?”
“Like the patients dying, the rapes, and now Nadine’s murder.” Patty’s voice quivered.
Hailey glanced back at Goldie. “Do you really think they’re connected?”
“I’m always suspicious when there are too many coincidences. That’s just me and my world.”
“Knock, knock,” Dan said from the doorway. “I’m here to give you your pain pills, Patty. Do you think you need them?”
“I could use one for my nerves. I’m so upset about Nadine.”
“I know. It’s terrible. The staff is still in shock. She was so good with the patients. A real nice and sweet woman who loved her job.”
“I think everyone loved her,” Patty said as she dabbed her eyes with a tissue.
“Pretty much.” He held out his hand with a cup of water.
“Who didn’t?” Goldie asked.
Startled, Dan shook his head. “I don’t know.”
“Then why did you say it?”
“I meant sometimes we have run-ins with the doctors because we may not agree with some of their advice. It can be like that sometimes because we spend a lot more time with the patients than the doctors or the administrators do.”
“Which doctor are we talking about here?” Goldie narrowed his eyes.
“I don’t like talking about the staff.”
“I’m not gonna tell anyone what you say. I don’t work that way.”
Dan stood for several seconds in the middle of the room as if trying to decide whether or not to say anything. Glancing at the door, he lowered his voice. “It’s really all of the doctors. They don’t like it when we ask questions. I know Nadine had a run-in with Dr. Rudman a couple of times, and Dr. Tyrell and Dr. Daniels can be bad about sharing information with physical therapy. Nadine and Thelma, the woman who works in the laundry who got raped, had run-ins with some of the CNAs, especially Kingsley, Hendricks, and Kevin. Nadine even wrote them up a few times. She found Hendricks smoking pot in one of the patient’s bathroom. He tried to disguise the smell with some strong pine air freshener, but it only made it worse.”
“Hendricks and Kingsley are usually my grandma’s CNAs. Did Hendricks ever smoke in her room?”
Dan chuckled. “No way. Everyone’s a bit afraid of you. They know you’re a member of the Night Rebels. They don’t want any problems.”
Goldie stood up. “You tell me if any shit goes down with my grandma. If I find out someone did something and you didn’t tell me, I’m gonna make sure you end up as a patient here.” He loomed over Dan, who quickly walked to the doorway.
“Enjoy the rest of your visit,” he mumbled, then scampered away.
“You love doing that shit, don’t you?” Hailey asked.
“What?”
“Scaring the hell out of people.” She grazed his fingers with hers.
“Scaring means to frighten someone into doing something or make them worry. I just tell people how it’s going to go down. When I say something, it happens.” His jaw muscles twitched.
“You always were direct, Garth,” Patty said.
Goldie stayed for a while longer in Patty’s room, then went down to his grandma’s room and sat on the chair watching her as she slept in the bed. An hour later, Hailey came down and said she was taking off. He kissed his grandmother on her soft hair, then walked out with Hailey.
Intertwining his fingers with hers, he breathed the night air in deeply. It’d been so hot for the past week that the coolness of the breeze was a welcomed relief. Above, a carpet of stars glittered against the dark blue background. A sudden chill inched up his spine and he drew Hailey close to him, cocooning her in his arms. Lowering his head, he kissed her silky hair, the tropical scent filling his nostrils.
“You need to take care of yourself. There’s a real crazy fuck out there hurting women. I hate that you don’t have a garage.”
“I’m not going to lie to you and say I’m cool, because I hate that I don’t have a garage either. I have the feeling I’m being watched, or at least was being watched. It started when that guy came out of the bushes over a month ago. Then my window was unlocked. Remember?”
“Yeah. Have you seen anyone since we fixed all the locks?”
She nodded. “Last week a guy was watching me from across the street. I’m pretty sure he was the same one from before based on his height and build, but I couldn’t make out his face or any other identifying features. I called the cops and they patrolled the neighborhood for a while. I haven’t seen him since, and I haven’t had the vibe he’s watching me.”
“You didn’t tell me about the second incidence. Why didn’t you call me?”
“We weren’t talking.”
“Fuck, Hailey. That shit doesn’t matter when something like that happens.”
“I know. Anyway, it’s over and done, and we’re good, so all is fine.”
“Except for your fuckin’ garage. You’re gonna have to call me when you come and go. I’ll make sure you’re safe. I just don’t have a good vibe about all this.”
“Each time? You’ve got to be kidding. I’m in and out a lot.”
“Just call me when you’re on your way home or leaving in the morning. If I can’t make it, one of the prospects or brothers will be there. It’s just temporary until they catch the fucker.”
“Okay. I’ll admit, I’ll feel safer.”
“And if you stay late at the shop, call me. I don’t want you walking alone on the street either.”
“Isn’t this going to get old for you?”
He smiled. “Nah. Most of this is moot anyway because I’m planning on spending a lot of nights with you. Like tonight.”
She giggled. “Oh really.”
Slipping his hands under her ass, he cupped her cheeks and pressed her close. “Yeah. Really.” Then they lost themselves in a heated kiss.
When they arrived at the Victorian, Hailey bounced up the steps while Goldie walked behind her, loving the way her cute ass wiggled. Inside the house, he yanked her to him and kissed her passionately as his fingers pushed up the hem of her top. He’d been craving her nipple inside his mouth since she’d sent him the picture. Tugging her top over her head, he grabbed her bra straps and shoved them down past her arms. Her breasts tumbled out, and her delicate pink nipples, hardening nicely, beckoned him. He cupped her tits and squeezed them while he took one perfect bud into his mouth and sucked, licked, and bit at it. When he tweaked her other nipple with his fingers, she cried out and placed her arms behind her, arching her back and pushing her tits further into his face.
He sucked the delicate flesh of her breasts hard, knowing she’d have a trail of love bites all over her skin in the morning. He wanted to mark her, to have her think of him each time she saw the red marks decorating her tits. Then he felt her palming his painful bulge and he reached down and unzipped his jeans, his dick springing free. With her hands on his chest, she pushed back and looked down, a devilish smile dancing on her lips.
Hailey dropped to her knees and unbuckled his belt, then pulled his pants down past his knees, his gray boxers going with them. When she looked up at him with lowered eyelids and slightly parted lips, he thought he was going to lose it. Digging her fingers into the soft flesh of his inner thighs, she pushed his legs and he immediately spread them for her. She licked his inner thighs slowly, never quite touching his balls or his straining cock. Her fingers tickled his lower abdomen, behind his knees, and even his ass, but she kept them away from where he wanted them the most.
Goldie grabbed her hair, but she shooed his hand away and kept licking and touching him until he thought he’d have to hold her head tight and fuck her face hard. At that moment, she grabbed the base of his cock and licked up and down his shaft, rolling her tongue around all sides. Her heated gaze held his and he leaned back against the wall, enjoying the burst of sensations rushing through him as she worked his dick.
She gently kissed and licked the tip before she slowly drew it into her mouth, then a little more, until she had his whole cock inside her mouth, her lips tight around it as she swirled her tongue.
“Fuck yeah. That feels so good,” he rasped as they continue to hold each other’s gaze.
As she went up and down on his hardness, wet and sloppy, she gently cupped and caressed his balls. The small whimpers, moans, and “mmmmms” drove him wild. He watched as his cock disappeared between her lips over and over again.
“Don’t stop,” he said unevenly.
His breathing was rapid and ragged, and he was ready to explode. His balls tightened. The tension built until it broke, and he grabbed her hair, pulling her to him to meet his final thrust. Then a surge pushed through him and he exploded in her mouth, grinding against her.
“Fuck!” he yelled as he threw his head back, his hand fisted in her hair. He stayed like that for a while, then slowly pulled out of her.
She wiped her shiny chin and grinned at him. All at once, he kicked his pants off and shoved her onto the floor, tearing off her skirt and panties. Throwing one leg over his shoulder, he bent over and made a trail of love marks from the tops of her tits down to her belly. Scooting down, he dipped his tongue between her puffy folds, loving how wet she was.
“I love tasting you,” he said between licks.
“It feels so good. So damn good,” she murmured.
After several minutes of licking, soft nipping, and light sucking, he dropped her leg and slid up to kiss her. When he dipped his tongue into her mouth, he tasted the brine of his cum and the sweetness of her juices as they mingled together, making an intoxicating elixir of raw desire.
“Do you like the way you taste on my tongue?” he said as he plunged two fingers into her wetness.
“Oh…,” she moaned against his lips.
Then he kissed her as he fingerfucked her and rubbed his thumb against the side of her engorged button. Each whimper she muttered, he swallowed, each moan filling his mouth until he felt her warm walls clamping around his fingers. He held her tight as she deafened his ear, her body quivering and shaking as she rode the wave of her orgasm.
“Goldie! It’s so good,” she chanted over and over as more quivers rocked her. And all the while he held her, loving the sight of her climax so completely.
They lay on the floor of the foyer for a long time, their sweat-drenched bodies soon dried and cold from the AC blowing over them. Hailey stirred, then tilted her head back and kissed his chin. “That was amazing. I’ve never experienced sex like this before. Were you this good in high school?”
He laughed and squeezed her close. “You bring out my primal desires.” He kissed her forehead, then pushed up. “Let’s get off this hard floor.” She giggled as he pulled her up.
“Do you want to spend the night?” she asked.
He detected apprehension in her voice. “I’d planned to. I’m fuckin’ starved. Do you want to order a pizza?”
“Okay. I could eat a slice or two.”
Thirty minutes later, they were snuggled on the couch, chomping on pizza and watching TV. If he were at the club, he’d be downing shots, watching his brothers fuck, and getting hit on by scantily clad women. I’ll take a night of pizza and Hailey next to me any day.
And that surprised the hell out of him.