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“Ashlynn can’t get away from whatever the fuck she’s doing. Can you give us a lift back to the house? The new babysitter is supposed to meet us there at noon and I can’t lose her. No-fucking-body wants to babysit for a biker in this town.”
“Why don’t you use one of the old ladies?” I asked my brother. Fuck if I cared what happened with his nanny problem. I had a date with a hot piece in my room and had made a detour to the common room to see if one of the club girls was around who could pop in and be a decent second for what I had planned.
“There aren’t any available when we need them, Viv is recovering from cancer, and…”His voice faded away mid-whine. At the same time, Lotta tried to tap out from the position I was holding her in. Since my cock was stuffed down her throat, I guessed she was having trouble breathing.
“Look, I just need a fucking ride, all right?”
“Why can’t you get one of the club girls to watch your kid?”
He scoffed at me. “Are you serious? Ash would fucking gut me. You know they’ve given her a hard time since we married. That’s why she barely comes here, even on family days. Besides, the only one I’d trust with my son is Scout, and you already know why that’s an impossible ask for her and for Ash. Look, it will only take you a few minutes and then you can get Lotta to suck your cock again while whoever you have stashed in your room rides your fucking face.”
I rolled my eyes at Kip, unwilling to tell him that it was Scout waiting in my room for me to grab another chick. His situation was exactly the reason I was never fucking settling down. That shit was nuts. There was always somewhere to be, someone to check in with or answer to, and it wasn’t even the person he really wanted to be with. Fuck that. What was the point in riding free when a ball and chain kept you from gunning the fucking throttle?
Still, I pulled out of Lotta’s mouth because I felt sorry for my fucking club brother. “Let’s roll then. I was about to double the pussy, double the fun. You owe me.”
“Yeah, whatever. Get me there in under ten minutes and you can have my marker.”
I raised a brow at that. A marker from a brother was no small thing. “Fuck, man! How important is this old broad you’ve got sitting with your kid?” My dick was soaked as I tried to put it away. “Give me your fucking shirt,” I demanded of Lotta.
“My shirt?” She asked as the dim glint in her eyes dulled out even more. Swear to fuck, the girl was hit in the head at some point and lost a few too many brain cells.
“Jesus, fuck! Never mind.” I snatched someone’s left-over fast-food napkins off the coffee table and used them to wipe the bitch’s slobber off my cock. Kip shook his head and chuckled. “Wettest fucking blowjob,” I muttered which only made the bastard laugh harder as he ran down the hall and grabbed his kid from his dad, the club’s president.
Kip smirked at me as he tucked his kid up in the car seat he hooked up in the back of my truck. My truck stayed parked at the clubhouse for anyone to use, in case they needed to haul shit, but I started to regret it when Kip strapped his kid in and then moved to jump on his bike.
“What the fuck man?”
“Ash dropped him off. I had the bike today. Just follow me.”
“Motherfucker!” I muttered under my breath. He made it sound like I would be driving both of them, suddenly I’m playing uber driver for a slobbering, squirming…
“What the fuck is that smell?” I yelled and turned narrowed eyes on the little brat in the back. “You can sit in it and marinate for your daddy. I ain’t touchin’ your shit, little man!”
It took me under six minutes to get to Kip’s house. I drove with the windows rolled down to help fumigate my truck. When I got there, an older model, silver Toyota Corolla sat in front of the house. The driver’s side door opened as I pulled up. Kip slipped past me to pull his bike in close to the garage.
As I applied the parking brake, a girl got out of the Corolla. The second our eyes met; she turtled the fuck up.Her head sunk back as her shoulders flung up, making her look like she was hiding away in a shell. Interesting.
I continued to watch her, and she began to rock back and forth while chewing on her thumbnail.Fuck!My dick grew hard at the thought of how uncomfortable I made her. Sure, that made me a special kind of sick prick. I didn’t take what wasn’t offered – ever! That wasn’t my style. Fuck if I didn’t like to break my toys sometimes and she looked the type of timid little mouse to be beautifully broken.
“Hey sweet thing, you gonna stand over there and hide all day or you gonna come say hello?” I called out to her.
The woman’s eyes rounded in surprise as she finally managed to glance up long enough to get a good hard look at me. The way her pupils blew out, allowing the black to swallow all that light color, I knew she liked what she saw.
The sweet thing wore a piece of shit bra, too. It was fucking noticeable because her nipples were waging war on the flimsy device and flashing her high beams through the too-thin t-shirt that she’d pulled on top of it. It was only then that I realized what her shirt said. There was a roll of toilet paper with a sad face on it, front and center, but the words written above it were the kicker.
There are worse jobs!
I laughed as Kip finally made his way back over to us. “What’s so funny?” He asked. In response, I pointed toward her chest, and he immediately jabbed his fist into my side. “Don’t be a dick!”
“What? I’m laughing at her fuckin’ shirt, asshole.”
Kip looked at her shirt and started chuckling. The dick couldn’t say he was sorry though. Not that I blamed him. I wouldn’t have if the roles were reversed.
“Is one of you,” she glanced down at her phone for a second, obviously looking for a name. “Kipling Martin?”
I chuckled as she spoke Kip’s full name because he hated it. Must have been his loving wife who revealed the full thing.
“Hey, I’m Kip! Sorry for the wait. Ashlynn got held up at work, so I brought the baby with me. Hope that’s okay.”
