Tink
I'm pacing in my room when I hear the door open; I watch as Lilly walks in a plate of food in her hand. My stomach rumbles, with the smell of bacon “Thought you could use this” she says
“Why didn't you tell me they were down there.”
“I don't know Tink; I just think that...”
“Don't Lilly please?” I tell her, she’s always trying to push Jaxson and me together
“Tink”
“No,” I say shaking my head
“Fine, sit.... eat.”
I lift the first mouthful up my mouth watering, the second the food hits my tongue I moan “Wow this is good” I tell her wanting to hate it because one of the twins made it but damn it's good.
“Really,” she asks, and I nod.
We sit and eat in silence when I hear two bikes start up, and Lilly goes to the window “It's the twins there leaving.”
“Good,” I say, I’m so over those two assholes
“Oh, come on Tink it wasn't that bad” I look at her.
“Have you lost your mind, it was like having my big brother watching and analyzing everything. It sucked, and I can't believe you're defending those two assholes actions.”
“I'm not Tink; I'm on your side.”
“Then act like it,” I tell her fucked off she's not as pissed as me, she sits next to me.
“Your right I'm sorry I'm being disloyal, your right they were assholes” she smiles but I roll my eyes at her and eat the rest of my delicious breakfast
*
The rest of the day goes by slowly when my phone pings.
'had a great night hope we can do it again' I smile (Markus)
'I'm sorry about the twins and the guys'
'I understand they were just looking out for you.'
'You’re a better person than me I'm so pissed at them.'
'can we go out again' my heart speeds up a little he wants to do it again
'I would like that.'
'how about Friday'
'ok' I type back and smile at my phone
'what would you think about bowling.'
'bowling, I've never done that.'
'well, then I can't wait to show you how to bowl, Friday at 7.'
'Friday sounds great, and I swear no big brothers'
'Friday at seven, talk later Tink' I lay on my bed and hold my phone to my chest, I've never been bowling, growing up with the Johnson's all forms of fun was a sin even watching movies where bad, the only station on the Johnson's television was the Christian Channel.
**
The week went by fast; I hadn't told anyone about my date tonight with Marcus. I'd seen the twins a few times this week but avoided talking to them. When I was standing out the front saying goodbye to a client, I’d seen Jaxon pull up outside of the shop, so I went back to the break room not wanting to talk to the ass. He walks right in sitting at the table with me “What do you want?” I ask him as he sat there not saying anything but staring at me
“I want you to draw me up a new tattoo,” he says, and I look at him frowning
“You want me to draw a tattoo for you,” I ask making sure I heard him correctly.
“Yep,” he says
“Of what?”
“Anything” I look at him and I picture a big dick tattooed on his forehead, and I smile
“What’s the smile for?” he asks me, and I shake my head
“Nothing...so where is this tattoo going.”
“Here on my neck” I look at his neck and watch him swallow “Yeah just here” he points to the side of his neck
“Anything in particular.”
“Nope whatever you draw up I'll put their”
“Why me?”
“Because I want one of your designs on me Tink” I blush and my heart races, I love watching one of my designs coming to life just as much as I loved drawing them
“You want a tattoo design from me.”
“Yep and your gonna tattoo it on me as well” I swallow hard, I've only had a few clients, so I shake my head
“I can't,” I tell him
“You can and will, I'll be back this afternoon to see what you come up with baby” my heart skips a beat at the endearment (no he's a man-whore) he stands up and leans down and kisses my cheek.
“Later baby,” he says and I touch the spot where he kissed me, I watch him walk out the door (later baby who does he think he is later baby.... asshole) I shake my head as Chelsea walks in
“Damn those twins are gorgeous,” she says, and I look at her
“You like the twins” she looks at me like I’m an idiot.
“Tink anyone with a pulse, gets wet looking at either of them” I frown remembering him with the club-whore the night he rejected me, me making a fool of myself finally having enough courage to do what I'd been dreaming about
I'd followed him into the kitchen, and he was bent over ass in the air bent over one of the big freezers. I wanted to go over and slap it, but I didn't “Hi” I'd said
“Hey Tink you need something.”
“Yeah” I'd said walking over to him and pulling him down to me, me on my tippy toes and I planted my lips on him, but he did nothing but push me back by my hips. His two huge hands that had my insides on fire, wanting him to grab me push me down and fuck me hard. But that didn't happen; he pushed me away from him making me step back
“What are you doing Tink?” he asks and I blushed, I'd never had that much courage to do anything like that
“I was kissing you,” I state the obvious
“Tink,” he says shaking his head, and I felt an instant ice bucket being poured over me. Shame humiliation and embarrassment, I walked away feeling rejected stupid and angry at myself. I was sure the way he would stare at me that he liked me (what a fucking idiot I was). Why would he like me, I was nothing special, Mrs. Johnson's words slamming into me (you worthless nothing, no one will ever love a heathen like you). I stood in the bathroom staring at myself for ten minutes before I went back out avoiding Jaxson, hiding at the back table and just downing shots for the rest of the night
“You ok Tink” Stryker had asked me.
“You know I love you right” I'd slurred to him, but he just smiled
“I love you to Lil” I pulled her to me for a hug, many more drinks later and I was drunk as fuck. My vision blurring and my body hot as anything “I'm gonna get some air” I'd yelled to Lilly over the music, and she'd nodded at me. I walked outside the breeze cooling my heated skin and my hearing coming back to normal, after standing there for a minute. I'd heard moaning, so I walk towards the sounds. My heart stopped the second I saw Jaxson, Summer was on her knees sucking his dick beside the clubhouse. The image of her on her knees and Jaxson's hand entwined in Summer’s hair as she bobbed up and down on his cock will forever be etched in my brain and the way he encouraged her
“That's it, suck me hard make me come in your mouth baby” I froze watching them, the second he finished. My body rejected the alcohol I'd consumed, heaving it up my body becoming weaker with every wretch of my stomach. I heard Jaxson swear and felt him grab me, just before losing contentiousness
“Earth to Tink” I hear snapping, and I look up at Chelsea “Where did you just go,” she asks me
“What?”
“I mentioned the twins being hot, and you checked out on me, where did you go” I shake my head at her.
“Nowhere”
“Ok, so what did the hot twin want.”
“The hot twin,” I ask.
“Well one of the hot twins,” she says smiling.
“He wants me to design a tattoo for him.”
“Really”
“Yeah”
“That's great Tink, does he know what he wants” I shake my head
“No, he wants me to design it and then tattoo it on” she looks at me wide-eyed
“Really” I nod “So, what are you gonna design for him.”
“I have no idea.”
“Ok so what are the twins into”
“I'm not sure.”
“Well, Cuff did a few of their designs you should ask him” I smile at her.
“Beautiful and smart,” I tell her, and she laughs
“That's me doll” she winks at me as we hear the front doorbell ring
****
Jaxson
“You’re what?” Jordan said
“I asked Tink to design a tattoo for me.
“Why? we always design and decide what we get” Jordan, and I had loved confusing people growing up, but now for some reason, I wanted to be me, my own person
“I just want something different,” I tell him and he frowns at me
“You want something different.”
“Yes”
“Is this about getting into Tink's pussy.”
“Fuck off Jordan, I just want something for me, and I want Tink to do it.”
“Where are you getting it?”
“On my neck.”
“On your neck” he repeats.
“Yes”
“Why?”
“Cause I fuckin’ want it,” I tell him getting pissed off
“What the fuck are you two pissin’ and moanin’ about,” Razor says coming into the kitchen
“Jaxson's getting Tink to design a tattoo for his neck” Razor looks at me.
“On your neck,” he says, and I roll my eyes
“Yes”
“Why?”
“Jesus can I not just get a fucking tattoo because I want one” Razor raises one of his eyebrows at me.
“Man, you can do whatever the fuck you want, are you getting it too, I know you two have the same tats,” he asks Jordan.
“Nah,” he says, and Razor snorts.
“Well, at least we'll be able to tell you two fuckers apart.”
*
I make myself busy all day thinking about Tink, every time I see her I remember the night she kissed me. Fuck the instant her lips touched me; my dick was hard as a fucking rock. The urge to push her up on the table and fuck her senseless was overwhelming. But I couldn't, so I pushed her away, plus the fact that I am still just a Prospect and the thought of not making the cut scares the fuck out of me. I need a unanimous full patched member vote to make it in, and I'm not pissing Tiny or Stryker off. My dick was so hard after she'd walked out, I had to release some tension. Before I went over to where she was, pull her up and dragged her to my room. So, I'd grabbed Summer instead, dragging her outside “Knees” was all I told her as she pulled my dick out and proceeded to suck me off, but when I looked down at her it wasn't Summer on her knees, it was Tink. I grabbed her by the hair wanting her there forever “That's it, suck me hard make me come in your mouth baby” I'd said still picturing Tink and not Summer. When my dick exploded in her mouth the spell was broken, and Summer came back into focus, I heard someone gasp than heave. I turned as Tink vomited all over the ground, I tucked my dick into my jeans and ran to Tink, but she pushed me away. I knew she saw me and I was pissed at myself. Tink threw up on her shirt, and I didn't want any of the guys to see her like that, so I picked her up, she was small in my arms and carried her to my room cleaning her up. Placing her on my bed, I pulled her shirt over her head trying not to get any of the vomit on her. I took her shoes and socks off and started to undo her jeans; my hands shook as I undressed her. She was so small if I placed both of my hands on her waist my fingers would entwine. I pulled her jeans off, and my dick hardened, she was in a powder blue lace pantie and bra set her creamy white skin so perfect. I pull on my dick just to ease some of the tension (don't be a creep she's unconscious) I go into the small bathroom and bring back a cloth and wipe her mouth chest and notice a little bit of sick on her bra I pull her up and unclasp it. My hands still shaking, I pull the bra from her body. Her little pink nipples pucker up making my mouth water (just one taste), my brain screams but I wipe down her chest. I put one of my shirts on her covering her up; it's so big going all the way to her knees. She's so fuckin’ small compared to me. I look at her beautiful face and trace my finger over her nose, along the freckles on her checks and down over her lips. I swallow hard remembering them on me; my dick getting harder (fuck I wish she was awake) I lie her on her side just encase she's sick again and head into the shower to release some tension.
Once I was out of the shower and more relaxed from rubbing one out thinking about her, I lay down behind her pulling her to me. She smelled of vomit and roses but I still her kissed on her neck holding onto her tight. I felt at piece, my heart slowing and I'd slowly drifted off with my dream girl in my arms.