Page 36 of The Sins Of The Biker

“I want the details by tomorrow morning. This is important.”

“I can do that.”

“Good man. Now get back to what you were doing,” I say, eyeing the girl beside him.

He smirks. “I intend to.”

I pat him on the shoulder and then walk to my room to freshen up and put on clean clothes before heading back to the main room to get some grub.

The food sits on the bar, and we each get a plate and start eating immediately.

The clubhouse is full of women I’ve never seen before, and it’s getting really wild.

“Hey, Prez, can I get you anything?”

I recognize Nelly’s voice and turn to find her looking amazing in a silver dress and heels. I can’t believe she’s still hanging around the club.

“What are you doing here, Nelly?”

Pouting, she crawls onto my lap. “Don’t be like that. I’ve missed you.”

The smell of her perfume is intense, and she runs her fingers down the side of my face. “Let me make you feel good. You know I can.”

I’m close to telling her toget the fuck off my lap and find another brother,but tonight I could do with a woman. I’m still pissed about not finding Harrison, and I need something to take the edge off.

Let’s face it—the time will never be right for Serena and me. That ship has sailed, and I cannot expect her to wait for me. She needs to live her life, and I have to live mine.

I have to let her go.

Standing, I grab her by her hand and say, “Come on, then. I know exactly what you can do to make me feel good.” Nelly beams, and I know I’ve made her day. She’s been waiting for me to allow her back in my bed, and tonight, I don’t give a fuck. I need to feel good.

***

A knock at my door has me stirring from my sleep.

“Prez, you in there?” I recognize Stanford’s voice.

An arm is draped over my chest, and I find Nelly lying beside me, her face in my neck.

Fuck, what have I done?This is going to make it harder the next time I ask her to leave me alone. Usually, I tell her to fuck off, but last night I needed the attention that she was happy to give. She sucked me off, then let me fuck her from behind.

Once done, I fell into a deep slumber, tiredness overcoming me. I didn’t have the strength to throw her out. So I let her sleep the night, not something I make a habit of.

More knocking. “Prez, you need to see this.”

Shoving Nelly’s hand off me, I stand, grab my boxers, and put them on before I make my way to my door.

Opening it, I find Stanford there with his laptop in hand. He walks in, then pauses when he finds Nelly in my bed. “Oh, fuck. I’m sorry, Prez. Didn’t know I was interrupting.”

“You’re not,” I say, yawning. “What’s up?”

Nelly stirs and sits in bed, not caring that her breasts are on full display.

“What’s going on?” she asks, her voice croaky. Stanford glances at her, then back at me. “Um… maybe this should wait.”

Shaking my head, I glare at Nelly. “Get the fuck out.”

She must sense I’m serious, so with no back talk, she picks up her discarded underwear, puts it on, then steps into her dress and zips it up.

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