Page 8 of Wait For Me

“What’s going on?” She asked once she was near enough that no one else could overhear her. I didn’t miss the way she nervously glanced between Ash and me before looking around. I had it on good authority – Kip – that his sister was staying with their Aunt Vivian tonight so they could make plans for graduation. I fucking knew she was looking to see if Star was around. While I wanted word to get back to Star, I wasn’t asshole enough to give her front row seats to the action happening.

“We’re going to have some fun, wanna join?” I asked casually while still holding tight to Ash so she couldn’t walk away. She shocked me by doing the opposite though. The girl shored up some nerve and slipped a little closer to me while reaching out for Mitzi’s hand.

“I’ve never been with a woman before, but I wouldn’t mind popping that cherry with you,” Ash cooed.

Mitzi’s eyes rounded in shock as she chewed her lower lip while sliding her gaze between the two of us. “Are you both sure about this?” I knew why she was asking, but I needed her to not psych Ash out of her decision. Star had to hate me enough to say, “No” to my marriage proposal, and this was the only way I could see to make that happen.

“Absolutely,” Ash answered with notably false bravado before turning to me. “Should we go to your room?”

I shook my head because that would defeat the purpose and allow this to potentially become a secret. “Nah,” I patted my free hand on the pool table. “Here is fine. Why don’t you hop on up first, Mitzi. Ash can practice her oral skills while I slide into this sweet pussy of hers.” I smacked Ash’s ass to let her know I wasn’t fucking around.

She startled, but Mitzi got right to work, climbing up on the table and jacking her skirt above her hips to reveal the fact that she wasn’t wearing any panties.

“You dirty girl, Mitz! Not even a thong?”

She grinned awkwardly. I was a fucking cocksucker. There was no other way to describe how I felt about myself. I knew she didn’t want any part of this, and she knew she couldn’t refuse a brother if she wanted to stick around. I put those thoughts out of my mind as she squirmed into place, and I gave Ashlynn the one signature kiss that I offered to all women before I bent her over the table.

“You taste like an ashtray.” Ash complained before I pushed her face toward Mitzi’s cunt.

“Give her a nice welcoming lick, sweetheart. Mitzi loves to have her pussy eaten.” I didn’t know if that was true. Hell, I’d only been with Mitzi a couple times and honestly, I’d never been with -her. I’d used her as a third in a couple of fucks I had. There always had to be more than one bitch when I was fucking so that none of them got any ideas about being special. That was my rule because I wasn’t fucking ready to settle on one fucking pussy for life. Not yet. Maybe not ever.

Ash gave Mitzi a half-assed tentative lick then glanced back at me to see what I was doing. I tore into a condom and rolled it down my dick. “You sure you want this?” I asked one last time.

Doubt crept across her face, but she still nodded and then dipped her head back down into Mitzi’s cunt and got to work. That was all I needed to know. I slid her panties to the side and slammed inside. Thank fuck for lubed condoms because I didn’t think she was ready for me. Understandable, considering she was revenge fucking me because the man she wanted was with his ex. Plus, there was that annoying guilty conscience that had to be rearing its ugly head. I had little doubt that she still held out hope that Star would never find out. For my purposes, it had to be the outcome though.

I slammed into Ashlynn with a fucking vengeance, knocking her face back into Mitzi’s pussy every time she tried to get a breath, or maybe get away. I got from her body language that munching carpet wasn’t really her thing, but she volunteered for this shit and not once did she back out when given the opportunity. So, I pictured Star beneath me as I fucked her best friend’s cunt until I came. Didn’t even give a shit if either of the women involved got off. After slapping her ass and thanking the girl, I slipped my dick out, slid the condom off, tied that bitch, and chucked it into the can by the wall.

“Oh my God!” Ash yelped and I turned to see that Star was standing there watching us. No telling how long she’d been there, but suddenly I felt like the biggest goddamn prick in the world. Ash started to cry, and Mitzi tried to comfort her.

“You asshole,” Mitzi hissed at me in a whisper so none of the other brothers could hear. I glared down at her, or tried to, but honestly, I felt sick to my fucking stomach. Star was no longer standing there when I finally worked up the balls to look back in her direction. Someone started clapping from behind us though.

“Good show!” Kip called out from where he stood just across the room. Then he looked me dead in the eye and pointed down the hall to where his sister had retreated. “You’re a fucking idiot. I know what you did and why, but she didn’t need to have that thrown in her face, especially when you did it with someone who is supposed to be her best friend.”

His glacial glare turned to Ashlynn then. “I was jealous,” she whispered her excuse to him.

“Well, that makes you stupid then.”

“Your ex was just in your room with you!” She shouted at him.

“Yeah, to tell me in person that she’s getting married, and they’ll be living here because she wanted to make sure I wouldn’t cause any problems for them since her fiancé is some hoity-toity fucker who doesn’t know she once dated a biker.” He explained it slowly, and in a deceptively calm manner.

Ash moaned a sound that could have competed with a wounded animal. “Nooo!”

“Yeah, it’s good to know in advance that you were too immature for shit to go down between us though. I thought you had grown up some, but I was fucking wrong.” His eyes met mine again, though he said nothing out loud, the fury there promised further issues between us.

Fuck! I had just screwed up more than my potential, future, unwanted marriage. I’d fucked over a friend – a brother. He hadn’t claimed her yet, but I knew he planned on doing it. Granted, when she said he was with Carla, I thought she’d caught them fucking, and that meant he wasn’t going there with Ash.

“Better hope Tripp gets left out of the loop on this one,” one of the old timers in the place called out. That meant Tripp would know anyway. Those old timers were no better than rats. They thought of themselves as glorified babysitters, watching over the younger generation and trying to keep us on the outlaw version of the straight and narrow. Assholes thought they knew better than we did because they’d already been through some shit. Nosy fuckers is what they were.

“Tripp doesn’t find out from anyone here,” Kip called out. “This is not club business, it’s not anyone’s business but the people involved.” He left after that, and I tucked tail and went home to my mom’s house. There was no way I could get any thinking done at the clubhouse after everything that went down.

2

Star

It took one year for me to save the money needed to get the hell out of dodge. I worked at the local diner, babysat when not working the diner job, and managed a few other odd jobs so that I could pocket as much cash as possible.

Basically, I gave up having a life at eighteen so that I could move away. Being so busy didn’t just pad my bank account though, it also gave me ample excuse not to be involved with anyone from the MC. Family days came and went and work became the overused excuse for me not showing up. My father was tired of my shit. My brother was angry too, but not with me. He knew that my stubborn bullshit was the direct result of the humiliation I’d suffered in front of the club.

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