Tink
The moment I mentioned Markus’s name, I heard breaking glass spinning around to see Jaxson's hand all bloody. Of course, there was Summer to the rescue; I watched the way she wrapped his hand and held onto him. My anger spiking, to jump over the bar and beat the shit out of her. But I didn't he doesn't want me, he does confuse me though. When he came to the shop for his tattoo and kept calling me baby and the way his hands felt on my back rubbing tiny circles, god he had me so wet and hot if we weren't interrupted I think I would have made a fool of myself and tried to kiss him again. I watch as he walks out with Cuff holding his hand up and Summer following like a lost puppy “Fucking bitch” I say
“Who?” Socket says, and I look at him
“What?”
“You said fuckin’ bitch, who you talkin’ about?” I instantly feel my face go red and I bite my lip, Socket laughing “Didn't mean to say that out loud huh” I shake my head, and he smiles “Your secrets safe with me Tink” he winks walking over to the seats grabbing Gypsy, and she sits on his lap, I frown (asshole he's supposed to be with Jewel) I shake my head and walk back over to the pool tables with Lilly Stryker, and Colt.
“What happened with Jaxson?” Lilly asks me
“He cut his hand; Cuff's taking him to get stitches.”
“Shit hope it's not too bad.”
“Yeah, I hope not,” I say giving her a smile
We watch the guys play pool for a while, and the other Old Ladies join us and before we know it shots are being poured and I know I'm waking up tomorrow with a hangover.
*
I wake the next morning, and my mouth feels like I have cotton wool in it it's so dry, my head pounding. Even my heartbeat is making my head ache, I lay there and pull my pillow over my head to keep the sunlight from burning my irises and flashes of last night come to mind.
After Niya and the other girls joined us, everyone was so interested in my date with Markus. I told them all about it, and how I had a lot of fun and about Cuff and Trixy. It seemed that Lena wasn't a fan of Trixy “She a fucking bitch, she tried to get Tank to sleep with her a few times” she tells us, and we all looked at her.
“Really,” Abbey asks.
“Yeah but my man told her to fuck off, he wasn't interested in used pussy” she smiles and we all laugh.
“So Tink are you going give Markus a go,” Abbey asks me, and I nod, she was the one to get us together
“Yeah, he's nice.”
“I knew it; he talks about you all the time” I smile at that knowing he's thinking about me, but I also feel a bit guilty because I always think of Jaxson.
“We'll see where it goes,” I tell her
“Well, a toast than to Tink and her new man” we all clink our drinks laughing. We play a few games of pool girls against boys, the guys flirting with their women trying putting them off. I sit watching Niya and Lilly play against Colt and Stryker when I see Cuff walk in and sitting at the bar but Jaxson's not with him, so I get up and walk over to him.
“Hey, how's Jaxson's hand,” I ask him
“Good, got stitches and he has to take it easy”
“Where is he?”
“Talking to his brother outside” I look towards the door as Jordan walks in a few minutes later but still no Jaxson (where is he). I get up and walk back to the pool tables but change my mind and go outside to see where Jaxson is. The night air blows around me it's still a little chilly, but it's a nice chill. I look around, but I can't see Jaxson anywhere, I get a feeling of da ja vu. I head to the corner of the building where I see Jaxson with his pants to his knees and Summer with her skirt pushed up over her hips and one of her legs curled around his. He's fucking her hard the sound of their skin slapping together has my heart breaking a little bit more, she moans as he lowers his head and sucks on her tits. Tears cloud my vision, and I step back and head back inside (why do I keep coming here)
One of the last things I remember is him slamming into her and her moans of pleasure, I'd grabbed a bottle of tequila on my way past the bar. I wanted to make the sight of them disappear as fast as possible, shot after shot had the memory fading and after downing a bottle the rest of the night became a blur.
Slowly coming out from under my dark heaven the day burst through and my head erupts in agony. I hear a beeping noise and reach for my phone; it takes me a few goes to open my eyes, and I see a message from Markus
'morning beautiful’ I want to smile but even opening my eyes is painful.
*
It takes me a good hour to get out of bed this morning, I grab my sunglasses out of my top dresser and tiptoe my way to the bathroom using the walls to keep me upright. Finally making it to the bathroom and relieving my bladder that has been screaming at me to empty it, if I didn't have to I wouldn't have moved. As I come out of the bathroom, I run into someone and hands grab my arm, and I look up to see Saffron
“Shit sorry Tink I wasn't looking where I was going,” she tells me, and I grunt at her and watch as she walks downstairs. The smell of bacon wafts upstairs, and I can hear people talking (nope) I'm going back to bed
“TINK” is yelled and I groan at my name being called, which sounds like a jackhammer having a party in my head. I slowly walk down to the kitchen, the light still invading my vision through my dark shades and large hoodie that I put on and sit at the table laying my head on the cool wood.
“Mornin’ Tink,” Stryker or Tiny says but the table is holding my head, and I just don't have the energy to move, so I just grunt, and I hear them laugh
“Have fun last night Tink?” Lilly asks, but I grunt again. “Tink,” Lilly says, and I use all my energy to look up at her
“What?” I manage to say my mouth dry and my voice a bit horse
“Do you wanna talk about it” I look at Saffron who is sitting next to Tiny, and I place my head back down
“Nope,” I tell her
“You sure,” she asks
“Yep,” there’s no way I'm going to tell them I got so fucking drunk because of Jaxson screwing Summer.
*
I spend the day at home recovering drawing out designs for my book at the shop. Markus texted me a few times, and it made me smile I really do like him
'so was wondering how you feel about movie and dinner Friday night.'
'sounds like fun.'
'great what genre of movie would you like' I love how he thinks of me
'anything but horror.'
'how about a Die Hard marathon.'
'Oh, are we doing it at your house.'
'shit... sorry if you wanna go out we could do that.'
'are you going to cook.' I ask him
'for you, I'll learn' I smile he so sweet
'deal, Die Hard marathon and dinner sounds great.'
'I'll pick you up at around six or do you just want to come over.'
'I'll just drive over just text me your address, do I need to bring anything.'
'just your gorgeous self, talk later Tink class is back in' I smile, dinner and a marathon at his house.
****
Jaxson
Getting back to the clubhouse last night Summer was waiting outside with Jordan when we pulled up, Cuff walked straight inside, but I stop to talk to Jordan “So” Jordan had asked
“Got, Ten stitches.”
“You ok” I look at my brother and nod.
“All good just have to take it easy” Jordan slaps me on the back, and Summer moves closer to me
“You sure you’re ok,” she asked
“Yeah”
“Good, hurry the fuck up,” Jordan says walking back inside leaving me with Summer.
“So Tink's going out with that guy,” she says, and I look at her
“What?”
“Yeah, I heard all the Old Ladies asking her questions about her date, and if she was gonna give him a go. She said yes, she wants to date him” The anger inside of me is ready to explode, first fuckin’ Cuff now Summer. I grab her by the neck and kiss her hard; I feel her hands come up around my neck and she pulls on my hair. I walk her backwards around the side of the building and pull her skirt up; she's not wearing any panties, so I slide my fingers through her soaking pussy lips and begin to finger fuck her. She moans kissing my neck; I add another finger, and she rocks her hips on my fingers. She's so wet the sloppy wet sound of her pussy is like a melody to my ears, my dick standing at attention. She undoes my belt and jeans and pulls my dick out, I'm not hard completely, but it will do. I pull out a rubber and cover my dick, Summer lifts up a bit, and I slam into her hard, and she moans. I grab one of her legs and wrap it around me and pump in and out of her, her soaking wet cunt sucking me in with every thrust. I pull her down as I push up, her breathing is heavy. I pull her top down, and her tits pop out, and I suck her nipple into my mouth hard, and she holds my head to her as I fuck her harder the sound of my dick sliding into her has me exploding into the latex. She goes to kiss me but I pull out pull the rubber off tie the end and shove it in my pocket not even given a shit if she got off or not, I walk away without saying a word to her. When I walk into the clubhouse, I can hear all the Old Ladies laughing. When I look over Tink is sitting on Abbey's lap and there both laughing at something
“What's going on there?” I ask Jordan
“Just the Old Ladies having fun” I watch Tink shoot back shot after shot, buy the fourth one that I've seen her down there all up dancing on the dance floor and Abbey Lena and Tink are working the poles. Can't say they'd make good strippers, but there working them. They dance for about twenty minutes and about five songs, by the time they make it back to the table where Jordan has taken them another bottle of tequila limes and refilled the salt shaker. They laugh dance and have fun; I get pissed off the longer Tink drinks cause, I know when she goes home Lilly and Stryker will just put her to bed and leave her. The fuckin’ women, has no care for herself, what if she vomits during the night and she chokes to death, what if she falls and hits her head. So many scenarios go through my head about her safety, and it fucks me off that she has no sense of self-preservation. (fuckin’ women) I watch her out the corner of my eye and see Lilly Stryker and Tink say goodbye to everyone. Lilly and Tink are laughing holding onto one another cause there so drunk, Tink more so than Lilly.
“Night night,” Lilly says walking past me and I give her a chin lift
“Night Tink,” I say wanting to grab onto her and drag her back to my bedroom so I can keep an eye on her, but I don't I just watch as her Lilly and Stryker leave. She walks out without saying anything to me, and every fiber of my being is telling me to go and look after her but I fuckin’ can't (fuckin’ god dammit) I clean the empties from the main room wash dry and refill the fridges. By the time the guys who have homes elsewhere are gone, and there's only a few of the guys still sitting in the main room who live here, I make my way to my room and have a quick shower laying there thinking of Tink is she asleep, probably she was pretty fuckin’ wasted when she left, fuck I hope she's ok. It takes all of my strength to keep my ass in my room; I've ridden out to Tiny's house more than a few times and just sat there staring at Tink's bedroom window, creepy maybe a bit stalkerish. Yeah but fuck its Tink, everything about that women has me hard as fuck. My dreams these days, consist of a cute tiny little blonde with gorgeous blue eyes sprinkling of freckles on her nose and cheeks naked as the day she was born riding my dick hard. Her little pink nipples making my mouth water, I lean forward and suck them into my mouth. The noises she makes gets me so hard, seeing my dick slide in and out of her pink pussy has me almost coming. I slam her down on my dick my dick explodes into her pussy...(fuck) I wake up and relies I've had a wet dream (fuck I haven't done that since I was twelve, shit) I lay down sweat coating my body the image of Tink coming on my dick is burned into my retina (fuck I need to fuck her). I have a quick shower washing all the cum off of my stomach (I can't fuckin’ believe I had a wet dream) I laugh at myself (fuckin’ Tink's got me all twisted).
*
The day goes by slowly cleaning the clubhouse, cleaning bikes serving drinks running errands and helping whoever needs anything. But no matter what I do, all I think about is Tink. Did she sleep ok, how is she feeling today probably like shit with the amount of fuckin’ tequila she drank last night (fuck). When that fuckin’ women's mine, no more fuckin’ drinking that for damn sure “Hey dumbass you listenin’ to me” I snap out of my ten millionth daydream of Tink to see Razor staring at me
“What?” I ask him
“I said, I need the visitor’s rooms cleaned”
“Sure, boss on it.”
“Stop boy” I stop and turn to face him “What the fuck is up with you lately?”
“Nothing,” I say
“Boy, I've been watchin’ you, what the fuck is up?” he asks me
“Tink” is all I say and he laughs
“Fuckin’ women, I knew it had to be about pussy, so what's got you all twisted up?”
“I can't get her off of my mind,” I tell him
“Ok, so do somethin’ about it.”
“I can't.”
“Why?”
“I need a unanimous vote.”
“You scared Tiny, and Stryker won't give you their vote if you and Tink don't work out” I nod my head
“I know what the patch means, if stayin’ away from the girl is what you need to do, then you do what you have to. But get your head out of your ass, if you want that top rocker. Stop thinkin’ about pussy and earn it, you hear me” he tells me.
“Yeah man.”
“Good now go and clean the rooms, the Oregon Chapters comin’ for a talk.”
“On it man.”
It takes me a few hours to clean all the rooms for the visiting Chapter, I know there only four hours away but if they decide to stay and party they'll need a bed for the night