Chapter Two
Animal smacked Charlotte’sbare ass as she bent over to pick up her thong off the floor.
“Ow!” the club girl said, rubbing her behind as her blue eyes twinkled.
Smokey chuckled then grabbed her by the elbow and pulled her onto his lap. “You got some time for me now, baby?”
Animal zipped up his jeans and winked at her before gesturing the prospect to bring another round of drinks to the table.
Charlotte wrapped her arm around Smokey’s neck and pressed her tits against him. “Looks like I do.” Smokey pulled her closer and buried his face between her breasts.
“You’re gonna suffocate, dude.” Animal chuckled and slid a bottle of beer toward the biker.
“Why don’t you get yourself all washed up and meet me in my room, darlin’?” Smokey said as he came up for air.
Charlotte jumped off his lap and walked away, her bare behind swaying perfectly.
“Her ass is fuckin’ awesome,” Smokey said, bringing the bottle to his lips.
“Fuck, yeah,” Animal replied, his eyes fixed on her rounded globes. For the past couple of months, Charlotte was his go-to club girl, but most of the other members had the same idea since she was one of the newer girls at the MC. The latest ones got most of the attention, which caused a fair share of animosity among the older club whores. Sometimes their jealousies were amusing, but other times they got on Animal’s nerves, and he’d have to shut them up.
“You going back to work today?” Klutch asked Smokey as he slid into the seat beside him.
“After I fuck Charlotte.” Smokey put the empty beer bottle down on the table.
“I was ready to hit her up.” A frown spread over Klutch’s forehead.
“You can have her in about thirty minutes.” The chair scraped against the concrete floor as Smokey stood up.
“Thirty minutes? You’re slipping, dude,” Animal said. Klutch busted out laughing.
“Unlike you, I gotta get back to work,” Smokey replied. “If I’m not there every day for the remodeling of Blue’s Belly, I know my workers are gonna fuck something up.”
“When are you gonna be done with that job? I miss hanging there on the weekends.” Animal curled his fingers around the tumbler.
“You miss looking for new pussy,” Klutch said.
Smokey chuckled. “We should be done with the bar in a couple of weeks. Freddy’s gonna have an opening-night party after it’s all done.” He glanced over at the hallway. “I got some fucking to do. Later.”
Animal watched Smokey saunter out of the room before he turned his attention to Klutch, who still sported a frown. “Dude, there’re other chicks around here if you need to wet your dick that bad.” Klutch held up his middle finger and settled back in the chair.
“How’s Jada feeling?” Wheelie asked, pulling out a chair and plopping down.
Animal shrugged. “Better, I guess. Is she still out sick?”
“Yeah.” Wheelie scooped up a handful of nuts and popped a few in his mouth.
“I’ll give her a call in a bit to see what’s up.” Animal leaned back and kicked out his legs. “How’s the carwash business doing? I’d think this time of year it’d be pretty slow.”
Wheelie grabbed the beer the prospect put in front of him. “The winter’s a bitch, but we still get a fair number of people wanting to detail their cars. I also added hand washes and that’s helped to bring in some more business during the slow season.”
Klutch leaned over and grabbed a few pretzels. “When’s Diesel getting out?” he asked between bites.
“Should be in a few more months,” Wheelie replied.
Animal shook his head. “If he’d stop getting into fights, his ass would’ve been outta the pen last year. I went up to see him last week and told him Banger’s pissed as shit at him for fuckin’ up.”
“How’d that go over?” Wheelie asked.