Page 76 of Loco

Before I could draw a fucking breath, another round went off and the Soul Reaper dropped to the ground dead, a bullet hole in his head. Sax had fired off a round while getting to his feet. I swung my head back to the asshole who’d just reached the bottom where we were. The grin on his face had been replaced with stunned horror and disbelief, and as he’d reached for his own weapon, I charged him and brought him to the ground.

We’d gone at each other with the same intensity, knowing that one of us wouldn’t come out alive. The fucker got in a few hits to my face, but I’d pounded his torso without giving him a chance to pull in a breath, putting all of my two-hundred-twenty-pounds into each hit. He’d grunted with each savage blow that I administered, making a failed attempt to block me. As we’d rolled in the dirt, I’d felt his body jerk and then go limp on top of me. I looked over his shoulder to see Sax standing there.

“Damn, Brother, that’s twice I’ve had to save your ass today.”

With a grunt I’d heaved the dead weight of the fucker’s body off me. I accepted Sax’s hand and got to my feet, glancing around until I found my gun and picked it up. For the first time since the fighting had begun, I became aware that the gunfire had ceased and the only noise I heard was the departing sound of bikes riding away fast.

“You brothers okay down there?”

I recognized Body’s voice. “We’re good!” I’d called up.

The ground beneath our feet was unstable. Sax and I had spent a good portion of the climb out of the ravine clawing our way up. Body and Bam Bam had assisted us the last few steps, and when I’d made it to the top, I took in the scene. I counted three Soul Reapers on the ground, their bikes close by.

“Where are the Steel Riders?” Sax had wanted to know.

“Went after the rest of the Soul Reapers,” Body responded. “Told us to continue on to their clubhouse and they’d catch up.”

“Take care of them first,” I’d ordered, gesturing toward the bodies. “Dump them and their bikes into the ravine.”

“Too fucking bad we can’t take their bikes back with us. Can always use extra bikes.”

I’d given Bam Bam a thoughtful look. “That’s using your brain, Brother, but how do you suppose we do that? There’s no room in the fucking truck.”

He’d shrugged with a grin. “I just come up with the ideas.”

A grunt escaped Sax, who clearly had not been amused by the quip. “Just dump the fucking bodies and bikes and let’s get on the road before someone shows up.”

I had agreed. We’d been lucky that the area was rural, but the sound of gun shots traveled far, and it was still possible that someone had called the cops. I’d helped throw the bodies and bikes into the ravine, while Sax had walked the area to make sure that nothing was left behind that would warrant someone stopping to check it out. There’d been nothing we could do about the blood, but with a little luck, it would be passed off as the remains of an animal that got hit.

We’d finished our ride, unloaded the truck, and made the transaction with Tiny. The idea of turning around and heading back home was thwarted by the damage that had been done to the truck by the shootout. Repairs had taken longer than expected, and until the truck had been ready, the four of us had been guests of the Steel Riders.

I exhaled a loud sigh as the steaming water beat down on me. Thank fuck it was all just a memory now. I was home, back with my woman, and I couldn’t wait to get her under me again. Being stuck at the Steel Riders’ clubhouse for days hadn’t been a joy ride, not with all the free booze and pussy being offered up. I had no trouble turning the women down, hadn’t even been tempted, but watching all the sex that had been going on had made me yearn for my woman. Sax and I had pretty much stuck to ourselves.

I was just about to reach for the faucet when I sensed that I wasn’t alone.

“Your ten minutes is up, and I can’t bare another minute without you,” was all Millie said as she dropped her robe and exposed her sexy curves to me.

My heart punched forward as I stepped back to make room for her. My dick was already rising to the occasion. She stepped into the shower and didn’t stop until she was flush against me and winding her arms around my neck. I hissed at the feel of all that soft, womanly flesh against me, and wrapped my arm around her waist. Her full tits were crushed against my chest, and I could feel how hard her nipples were. Like two little diamonds cutting into me.

She raised her face to mine, an invitation in her smokey eyes. “Kiss me, Tucker,” she whispered against my lips, and I closed the gap between us until our mouths were fused and I was devouring her. Mutual moans of satisfaction echoed around us, and the spark that exploded between us fueled our hunger. I pushed my tongue against her lips until she opened to me, and then went on to explore the soft, warm recesses of her mouth. I transferred my hands to her scrumptious bottom, cupping and squeezing the luscious mounds before dragging her up against me.

I pulled away to drag in air. “Fuck, you taste good, baby.” I didn’t give her a chance to respond. As soon as the words left my mouth, I was kissing her again, harder, and rougher than before. I thrust my dick against her, needing to feel the friction. She in turn ran her nails down my back like a feline scratching an itch. The sting drove me fucking wild. I began to nibble my way down her neck and shoulders, hearing her little gasps, but it was when I took a nipple between my teeth and my finger flicked at her extended clit that she really lost control.

‘Tucker!” Her body quivered against me.

I parted her slit and slipped inside her pussy. “Fuck, you’re soaked.”

She thrust her hips against my invasion. She was so fucking hot, so responsive, and my dick was so painfully hard that I had to be inside her, feel her body close around me, or lose my fucking mind.

I flipped her around. She caught her breath, but didn’t bulk at my roughness. “Palms flat against the tile,” I growled against her ear, and she immediately complied. “Ass out, legs parted,” I continued. Again, she did as I asked. I reached down and swiped my finger through her dripping slit, parting the folds, grinning when she whimpered and trembled. “That’s nothing compared to what you’re gonna feel when I slam my big dick inside you, darlin’.”

“Please, Tucker! I need you!”

I laughed. “What do you need?” I continued to tease her clit.

“You! I need you!” She shivered wildly, her thighs quivering. “Please fuck me!”

“Are you begging me, baby?” I took her ear into my mouth and ran my tongue around the rim.

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