Page 71 of Loco

Loco

Sax, Bam Bam, Body, and I pulled into Motel 6 off exit 272 in Denver, Colorado at midnight. It had been a long fucking ride to make in one day, but a necessary one. We had a truckload of illegal weapons left over from Killer’s leadership that we wanted to unload. They’d been buried behind the warehouse for years, and the club had voted to get rid of them since we’d gone mostly legit. For two months we’d been negotiating with the Steel Riders, and they’d finally decided to take them.

We parked the truck in the back so that it wouldn’t be too visible from the road. Then Sax and I went into the lobby to get us a couple of rooms. The motel was just about empty except for a couple of vehicles parked in front of rooms at the front of the building. We got two connecting rooms at the very end.

“Make sure you lock the fucking truck up,” Sax hollered to the men as they exited the U-Haul-type vehicle that we used for transporting goods. He unlocked the first door we came to.

“I’m fucking tired,” I grumbled.

Bam Bam and Body joined us. “You two get that room,” Sax said as he motioned the room next door and tossed them a key. “Before you get comfortable, head over to that bar across the street and see if you can get us some burgers.”

The two prospects took off right away, and Sax and I went inside our room. I went to the bed closest to the bathroom and jumped on top of it, crossing my ankles and folding my hands behind my head. “I hope this is the last fucking time we have to make this trip.”

“You and me both, Brother. Don’t know why Tiny was dragging his feet. He got a good deal.”

Tiny was the Steel Riders’ president.

“Asshole wanted them for next to nothing,” I said. I glanced over at Sax. He was sitting on the edge of his bed texting someone. Probably Holly. They had two little girls at home, and I could understand him wanting to touch base with her to make sure they were okay. I thought about texting Millie, but was pretty certain she’d be in bed sleeping by now.

She still had a lot to learn about club life. The old ladies would help her, they were good at that shit. She’d sounded hurt, maybe even a little suspicious, when I’d told her not to text me while I was out of town. Couldn’t blame her, especially after the misunderstandings that we’d just ironed out. I was glad that was fucking over. I wanted to put that shit behind us and move forward.

I couldn’t wait to get back to her. My dick got hard just thinking about her soft curves and the many ways I could lose myself in her. Mainly her tight pussy, and the way she clenched around my dick like she didn’t want to let go. Fuck, she was made for me. I’d always thought my brothers were a little crazy when I heard them talking about their women, but now I knew the truth of it.

Her sweetness, her sense of humor and sassiness, appealed to me on a different level, one I’d never had with another woman. She held my interest. I actually enjoyed spending time with her, talking to her. Last night, laying on her sofa, just holding her luscious body against mine, had been nice. Would have been nicer if I’d been balls deep in her, I smirked to myself, but that would happen soon. I reached down and adjusted my dick.

“Fuck, Brother, I hope that hard-on is for your woman and not me,” Sax joked from his side of the room.

Laughing, I looked his way. “Worried?”

He shook his head with a tight smirk.

“Holly and the kids, okay?”

“Yep. The girls have been asleep for hours, but I knew Holly would wait up for my text.”

“You have a good woman.” Hell if I knew what a good woman was, but I had a feeling in my gut that she had red hair and green eyes.

“Yeah,” Sax agreed without hesitation. “I’m a lucky man.”

He and Holly had had some rough patches where it had looked like they weren’t going to make it, but all that was behind them now. Sax had worked through whatever the fuck had scarred his childhood to the point that he hadn’t wanted children. I was glad.

There was a tap on the door, and Sax got up and answered it. Body and Bam Bam stepped inside with a bag.

“The grill was shut down for the night. No hamburgers, but we got some ham and cheese sandwiches,” Bam Bam explained, handing one of the bags off to Sax.

“That’ll do.” I caught the two sandwiches Sax threw my way, stacked my pillows against my backside, and unwrapped one. “No milk?” Their crestfallen faces were comical as hell.

“You wanted milk?” Body asked in disbelief. He looked accusingly at Bam Bam as if he should have known that.

One of their jobs as prospects was to learn our likes and dislikes by paying attention. It helped teach them to become observant, a necessary skill. I shot Sax a look, and he took a bite of his sandwich with a grin. I snorted. “Don’t piss your pants, asshole. Just messing with you.”

Body’s sigh of relief was so loud I laughed out loud.

“Head to your room and get some sleep,” Sax ordered. “We got an early meet in the morning.”

Sleep sounded good. We’d hit the road early and had driven straight through except for a stop for gas. By the time Body and Bam Bam left for their room I’d wolfed down my first sandwich and was starting on the second. As soon as I was finished I hit the john, kicked off my boots, and then settled in for the night.

I went to sleep with thoughts of Millie on my mind, and this time we weren’t just laying on her couch and holding each other. This time we were skin on skin, her soft curves against my hard muscles, hands and mouths exploring while our loins ground together as our arousal grew. When she separated her thighs to make room for me, my dick slipped between her juicy folds and began to ride up and down over her clit. Her soft moans and the movements of her body beckoned me to take what I wanted. Demanded it. She took too, without shame or shyness, clawing her way over my body and making me crave her more.

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