Needing Carrie: A Savage Brothers MC Novella(7)

“No f*cking way!” I hear a growl, and look over to see Crusher climbing on the stage.

“Man, you can’t be here,” the announcer says.

“Yeah, well…there’s no way my woman is deep throating any f*cker’s cock but mine,” he grits, and I don’t know why that’s hilarious—but it is. I know because all of us women are laughing. Poor Nicole is laughing so hard she falls out of her chair.

“Relax dude! The ladies will all be using these!”

My eyes move to the announcer as one of the dancers from before brings out a silver tray full of…bananas.

“No f*cking way,” Crusher growls, picking Dani up, and throwing her over his shoulder.

“Zander! Put me down! I have a banana to suck on!”

“No way woman. There’s no way you’re doing that on a stage for a bunch of f*cking *s to see.”

“Zander! You’re ruining it. I paid a lot of money so Carrie could have a kick-ass party!”

“She can have it, but you’re not sucking no f*cking banana.”

“You’re being insane!” she cries, as they begin to exit the stage.

“If you want to suck on something you can suck on my cock,” he growls.

“Here?” she giggles, and I don’t hear anything after that because they’re gone.

“She’s so sucking him off back…backstage,” Skye slurs.

“She is. The dirty whore!” Nicole agrees with a hiccup.

“I want to be a dirty whore!” I cry, wishing Jacob was here. I don’t want to have sex with him at his mom’s, but I could totally suck him off backstage…of course not in the same room as Dani and Alexander, cause that’s just weird.

“We all want to be dirty whores!” Skye cries, and then we all start laughing again. Because that’s really funny for some reason. I’ll have to remember to tell the joke to Jacob.

Crap! What was it again?





8





Carrie





“Are we ready ladies?” the announcer asks. I let my eyes drift over him. He’s alright looking, I mean if you like that tall, dark, handsome, Chris Pratt kind of vibe. Oh and with a six pack on that well-tanned, glossy stomach of his. Okay. I admit it. He’s hot. I mean I’m committed to Jacob, but I’m not freaking dead! Still, he’s kind of plain with his baby-oiled and body-glittered abs. There’s no ink on him and that’s a shame. Jacob’s ink is hot, with a capital H. I could lick it for days. My favorite is the tattoo he has on his shoulder, which is a compass bearing my name under it. He says I give him direction, and I’m always his home. Every time I look at it, I remember his words and feel…loved.

“You’re up first sweetheart!” the guy says, pulling my thoughts back into the here and now. Suddenly however, I’m lonely for Jacob.

I watch as he goes over to Skye. He stands behind her, reaches over her side, and holds a peeled banana down from her lips. Skye eyes it while the crowd all starts to chant, “Suck it. Suck it. Suck it!” Just to show our girl that we are behind her, Nicole and I join in, or I think we do, it’s so noisy it’s hard to hear anyone—even myself.

“Okay, sweetheart show us how you give your man pleasure!” the guy urges, holding Skye’s hands behind her. The crowd goes wild, before starting their chant again.

I watch as Skye opens her mouth, but I’m thinking she might have had more to drink than me, because she misses the banana at first, scarcely touching the side. The tip just barely goes into her mouth. Then it breaks as part of the banana falls onto the floor.

There are a lot of, “Aws!” coming from the crowd, their disappointment clear. Skye for her part is cursing like a sailor.

“No! I can do this. I swear, I give great head!” she cries. In return, Nicole laughs so hard she falls out of her seat—again. I lock my calves around the wooden chair legs because apparently, these seats are slippery as heck, and I don’t want to land on the floor.

“Poor Bull’s dick! It’s a good thing you’re a doctor!” Nicole gasps out in between laughs. I snort, I can’t stop myself, and Skye shoots us both a scowl.

“I’m telling you… He loves my dick!” Everyone laughs at that, and Skye looks confused for a minute. “Wait! I mean he loves the way I love on his dick. I swear!” It doesn’t help her case. Everyone is still laughing. The guy skips me and that kind of makes me sad. Did he look at me and decide I wouldn’t know how to suck cock? I’ll show him. I’ll demand his damned banana, and I’ll take that thing all the way down!

Before I can tell him my plans, he’s helping Nicole up and putting her back in her chair. Once he gets her settled, he takes her hands to put them behind her.

“It’s my turn!” I grumble.

“You’re next Cherry babe,” the guy whispers, and I give him a mean look.

“My name is not, Cherry,” I tell him huffily.

It doesn’t matter. He’s ignoring me. Nicole is already starting to take the banana in her mouth. She’s doing much better than Skye. The crowd is chanting their mantra again, “Suck, suck, suck!” And I have to say, I’m kind of impressed. The banana is not that small and she manages to get half of it in her mouth. Pretty impressive. I’m going to have to up my game. Especially once she gives me a smug look. Oh heck no. I am not going down by half of a banana. No way.