Breaking Dragon (Savage Brothers MC #1)(7)

We had four prospects right now and so far I wasn’t particularly impressed. I fill my glass again, last time though. I need a clear head to figure out what the f*ck is going on with me. How do you become obsessed with a woman you just met? Someone that was completely unlike anyone you had ever wanted before? Maybe all I need is to get laid and work out the tension.

There were two Twinkies dancing on the poles in the middle of the room. The twins, I don’t know their names, we just called them the twins. They answered. They weren’t in fact twins, though they both had fake tits, black, black hair and milky white skin. Good looking women but the best damn thing about them was they liked to tag team a man or men as the case was now. I watch them twist and turn and rub against each other as Frog, Hawk and Gunner start playing with them.

My dick doesn’t even twitch. In fact it seems to deflate from the semi hard on I had left over from the Rich Bitch. Yeah, that was a better name for her. It reminds me of why I shouldn’t have a damn thing to do with her.

My attention turns to Lips--a mocha skinned, hot little minx with an ass that was f*cking fantastic. I knew exactly how that ass felt wrapped around my dick too and bonus, Lips, was a screamer. She sees me staring at her and I enjoy watching the way her breasts bounce under that white t-shirt she’s wearing. She had on a black thong. I admit, she is one well put together woman. She wasn’t like the other club whores either. She liked sex, lots of sex and made no apologies for it. I respected it in a way. Part of me always wondered about making her an old lady. Not because of any great connection, but sometimes I thought about settling down with a chick that was all mine. I shared from time to time; it was f*cking hot to watch a woman pushed to her limits with two men. I f*cking loved it. Still, that shit wasn’t me in the long term. If a condom ever f*cking let me down, I wanted to know whatever was planted in the woman was mine. Lately I had been thinking more and more of that. I think if I did take an old lady I’d have to make sure she couldn’t f*cking have kids. I sure as hell didn’t know what on Earth to do with them anyway.

“Hey baby. You look like you could use some loving tonight.” Lips purrs, and slides up on my lap.

She grinds that round ass against my cock and he perks up with interest. She bends down and kisses along the side of my neck. It feels good, really damn good. Just one problem, as hot as she was…she wasn’t what was on my mind right now.

“Maybe later, got some shit to do right now.” I said, kissing her shoulder to let her down gently.

“I’ll hold you to that Dragon.” She says regretfully, heading back to where the other boys were playing cards.

Tonight was a quiet night. Club party nights were usually on Mondays and Tuesdays. We stayed busy with the clubs and other businesses the rest of the time. Tonight was Sunday and the clubs are closed. It is the middle of the day. There will probably be a small party here tonight, but I don’t want to stay. Ever since the kiss with that little hot number, I was antsy. I feel like I am crawling out of my skin. Would it be stalking if I went back down to her house? I mean, technically the club owns the house. Wasn’t it my duty to see she she settles in okay?

I should have had a prospect clean the damn place up. I had forgotten Irish had rented it out to be honest. Maybe I’ll take a few prospects with me tomorrow and get them to cut the grass and shit. Might help thaw out her ass. Why the f*ck I want her thawed out I don’t know, but I do just the same.





Chapter 3


Dragon


It’s around one the next day. Sad truth was I had barely waited till now to hunt Nicole down. I had actually meant to get started earlier but my f*cking VP wouldn’t let it alone. So here I am pulling up to Nicole’s house with two prospects and Crusher. I don’t want Crusher here, but the * wouldn’t stay behind. I could have insisted, but f*ck I wasn’t ready to understand why I didn’t like it! I sure as hell wasn’t ready to show how f*cked up in the head I am about this girl.

The chick that was with Nicole yesterday is out on the front porch with her legs kicked out on the banister. Her hair was swept back in a pony tail and she looked good in her cotton shorts and tank top. She grins when she sees us. Too bad my dick wasn’t interested in her. I had a feeling I’d make it in there a lot easier than I will with Nicole. Damn cock didn’t even jerk though. For the most part it hadn’t come to life at all last night, despite the promise of a night with Lips. If Nicole could do that to me after one kiss, what the hell would happen when I manage to get more?

“Well lookie here. What brings you boys back out our way?” The chick asks, bringing a coffee cup to her lips.

“Thought you girls could use some help cleaning this shit up.” I answer trying to look around to see where Nicole was.

“Well that would be nice.” She replies, watching me closely.

“Where’s your girl?”

“One of the servers quit at the Den and they needed her to start today instead of Friday. She’s working the lunch and dinner shift.”

Shit. “Yo! Frog,” I yell. Frog comes up to stand beside me. “This here is Frog, he’s due to be patched in next month. Anything you want done, Frog and the other two over there will do it.”

I don’t give her a chance to reply. I went to my bike and hopped on. Unfortunately, I saw Crusher doing the same. Motherf*cker!