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I watch the performance until Persuasion sashays her way to the door and beckons to me with her head.
Pushing through the doors, I jerk my chin up at two Prospects manning the door.
A light drizzle falls from the summer skies, making it even muggier than usual. The heat is oppressive, like a wet blanket stretched across our faces.
Persuasion is already sitting in her car’s passenger seat, waiting for me. Ace has a no-touch policy in the club, but I’m not inside the fucking club anymore, so I’ll do what I want with Persuasion on her own time.
No sooner than I climb inside, she straddles my lap. She kisses my neck and grabs my crotch as my fingers find their way into her g-string, fingering her pussy.
She moans and works back and forth until she cums. When I free my fingers, she slips them into her mouth, sucking off her juices and winking at me.
“I gotta get out of here soon,” I say, smacking her ass.
“Are you finally taking me to your place?” she asks.
Narrowing my eyes, I say, “You know better than that shit. It’s about to storm. We can head to the clubhouse.”
She rolls her eyes and follows me to my bike. “Why can’t we go back to my place, huh?”
I tilt her chin. “Because your old man might come strolling through from work early like he did last time.”
“He won’t. He’s trying to get all the overtime he can get.”
I pull her against me grinding into her. “It’s the clubhouse or nothing, babe.”
“I’m thirsty, Nitro. I need you now,” she whines.
Winking, I say, “Take your fill, babe.”
She drops to her knees on the pavement at the rear of the parking lot and undoes my jeans. Persuasion licks the head of my dick, looks up at me and smiles before she wraps her hands around my metal and tries to take me further in but fails.
Feeling her hot mouth on my dick, my eyes drift closed. Persuasion’s usually like this. I can barely get her to a private place before she’s begging to be fucked by me or begging to suck me off. She’s an exhibitionist, and I don’t mind, so long as I get my dick wet and bust a nut, we could do it on the Whitehouse lawn for all I give a fuck.
She’s only gotten halfway down my shaft when I hear Snake say, “Get a room!”
Axle, who’s a few spots away from us, smoking a joint with one of the strippers, chuckles.
“Let the man live a little. Have some fun and lighten up, Toad! Prospects are being patched in tonight,” Saint, our tattoo artist and the youngest brother to our Prez, King, says as he passes by.
“Looks like he’s giving her a tonsillectomy,” Axle shouts. “Fuckin’ dick looks like it was the victim of a stampede at a heavy metal concert.”
Grinning, I look down at my shaft. I’ve got an addiction to piercings that started with my left ear, leading to my tongue and left nipple. About a year later, I got a crazy hair for another piercing and decided to get a penile piercing. Prince Albert was the first, but one wasn’t good enough. I’ve since added Jacob’s Ladder, a lorum, and a scrotal ladder to my collection.
“Kinda proud of this shit. The ladies aren’t complaining,” I say, winking.
“All that hollerin’ they do, you’d think they were in childbirth,” Axle says.
“All the pleasure but none of that pain,” I reply, my mouth forming an “O” as Persuasion finally gets more of me down her throat.
My hips pick up speed as I pump faster, fucking her throat harder. I have no doubt her throat will be raw tomorrow, and she won’t have a voice.
“Nitro!” That gravelly voice belongs to none other than our sergeant at arms, appropriately named Toad. “Need to holler at you for a sec.”
“Shit, Toad. Get the fuck outta here,” I grunt, closing my eyes and trying to drown out his ugly mug as he crosses the parking lot.
“Nitro!” Toad rumbles as I grunt and release my nut down Persuasion’s throat.
“Fuck! You sure know how to fuck up a good nut!” I growl back at him.
