The basement is fairly quiet for a Wednesday night. However this will change as soon as the brothers start to arrive for Church. Twiggy and Trax had returned to the club a couple of days ago, and Flynn was back in the ring with Trax, training him for his next fight.
“VP.”
“Crabby.”
“He’s in pretty good form.” Instead of answering Crabby, I carry on watching the sparing in the ring. Yep, Trax is in good form. His two weeks away has his body healed, and now Flynn is upping the ante.
“Dice is in one of the rooms. Sundance, and Kent brought him in earlier.” Still focusing on the fight I give a slight nod of acknowledgment.”
Dice is to be Trax’s next opponent, and the fight is due to be held tomorrow night. It’s Tommy’s football practice and this will keep Baby Blu away from the club. “Guess who?” A pair of hands have sneaked up to cover my eyes and a butterfly kiss is placed into my neck. As the female pushes her body into mine, pressing firm breasts into my back. My cock begins to twitch. At one time I would have teased my assailant. But not anymore.
“Cassie,” reaching behind me, I pull Cassie’s body in front of mine, curving our bodies together.
“Hi Crabby, have you been to the studio since Linc installed the cameras?”
“You will not find this mug on TV.”
Conscious of the cameras in the studio, it had taken a few days before anyone was able to relax. Now, it’s as if they have always being there. Their presence easily forgotten. The clients are loving the exposure they are receiving. All of them vying to tell their stories, and the reasons behind having the inks done.
“Linc refuses to do me another ink. I’m thinking of asking Gundog to do a rose on my right breast. What do you think Crabby?” Both Crabby and my eyes a drawn to the large plump tit in question. The curve of which, is clearly visible in the low cut tank top Cassie is wearing. The image of what I was doing to that tit at lunchtime came visually and had an instant reaction to my body.
Cassie must have felt my response because she pushed her hips against my hard cock, rubbing her sweet derriere. “Cassie…” the growl was low and warning for her ears only.
“Yes Linc?” Tempted to stroke her pussy, I have to settle, for caressing the stomach underneath the top. Lightly flickering my thumb over the crest of her nipple. At Cassie’s shudder, my eyes lift up to the ring to lock with Flynn’s. Flynn has seen the caress and not wanting to embarrass Cassie, I give the nipple one last flick. Before reluctantly removing my hand to rest on the soft curve of her stomach. To slide the tip of my fingers into the waist band of the denim shorts she is wearing.
“Time for Church VP. I will meet you upstairs.” Before leaving the basement, Crabby leans over to Cassie and whispers something in her ear. Whatever he said, causes Cassie to look at Flynn before returning her gaze to me. A tantalizing smile plays round her cupid mouth, before laying claim to my lips as she kisses me deep and hard.
“Flynn, Trax, clean up and get yourselves to church.” Although I have made towards the stairs, Cassie has not moved. Her eyes following Flynn as he finally covers his chest. Hesitant to leave them alone I wait at the door. As Trax moves pass me, he delivers a jab to my stomach and winks. “Bastard.”
“Jealous.” The way he bounds up the stairs, it is hard to believe he has just done an intense session with Flynn. Unable to hold my chuckle at bay, I turn back to the room. Just in time to see Flynn lean over to Cassie. The way his body is leaning into her, causes my chest to tighten. And when Cassie returns his laugh with one of her own, I felt my temper rising.
“Flynn!” Both Cassie and Flynn look in my direction as they continue to laugh as they begin walking towards me.
“After you Cass, VP.” With an extravagant swagger, Flynn steps back as Cassie begins to ascend the stairs, her hips swinging.
“See you after the meeting Linc.” The devil is in me and I reach for Cassie to give her another hard deep kiss. Yeah, Flynn just watch and know. I am the one who will be fucking Cassie at the end of the night.
“Later Babe.”
DCMC
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Do you think the bitches upstairs will keep quiet about tonight?” I inquiry of Inferno as he watches Trax jump into the ring. Idly his look crosses over to the closed door.
“If they know what’s good for them. Besides they believe it’s just a fight between two brothers.” Satisfied with Inferno’s answer I turn my attention back to the ring. This time I’m watching Flynn. Although I have seen him flirt with a few of the women. I have never actually seen him take any to his room.
“When’s Flynn leaving?” Guess the question did not come out as casual as I had expected if Inferno’s speculative look is anything to go by. Or by the slap I receive from Fudge who has now joined us. “In about a month. He has a fight coming up and I might join him.”
“You ever regret not following him professionally?”
“Nah, the man’s a fighter. Besides what would you lot do without me.” Again he slaps us on the shoulder as he raises his beer to his mouth, before leaving us to join the two fighters in the ring.
When a door open’s I turn my head towards the noise and watch carelessly as Dice is escorted to the ring. Dice may not be as tall as Trax, however he is twice his breadth. His oily hair pulled back in a long scraggly ponytail and the beard and moustache are showing signs of age. When he passes us, he snarls in our direction, flashing where he is missing a couple of teeth.
There is no slow pacing this time. With a run, Dice ducks his head, ramming it in to Trax’s stomach. This is followed with several more head butts to the stomach, winding Trax. Trax lets him play for several moments before he throws a punch at him. The punch is followed by a kick to the hips. Dice retaliates, throwing in his own punch. When Dice has Trax in a vice like clutch, Trax hits him several times in the stomach. As I stare at Trax I see blood spilling from his ear.
The next punch thrown by Dice has Trax on his back. A position, Dice doesn’t’t hesitate to take advantage of, by punching him several time in the face. Trax then knees him in the back and throws him over, by using his full weight. This time it’s Dice on the ground as Trax kicks him in the side, before finishing the job with several hard punches to his face. No one stops Trax as he mercilessly pounds his fist into the prone man.
When Dice can no longer move and Trax’s punches are heavy, and slow due to lack of power. Flynn jumps into the ring to lift the victor off the body. Fudge has also joined the men. His hand searching for a pulse. A slight negative shake of his head in our direction is the only indication we are given, confirming that this time the man is dead.
Now that the fight is over, the brothers make their way up to the club to drink and party. Dec and Crabby remove the body. A body I will help to dispose of later. Inferno and Flynn half carry Trax’s battered body upstairs to get him cleaned and fixed up before he goes on another road trip with Twiggy. Sundance, Fraggle and Kent are in the process of disposing the makeshift base.
“What the fuck happened.” Baby Blu’s voice carries down to the basement and I take the steps two at time to see what is going on. On my entrance I see the room is in an uproar. Not only is Baby Blu here, but so is Cassie.
“Twiggy help Flynn get Trax to his room.” Inferno reaches out for Baby Blu’s arm to prevent her from following them. “Leave it Baby Blu.”
“Leave it, leave it. Have you seen the state of his face and body?”
“Its club business Baby Blu. Trax will be OK in a couple of days.”
“Do not give me club business.” The room has gone uncomfortably silent as Baby Blu has her tirade, and in his anger Inferno heaves his old lady over his shoulder. Before marching up the stairs to the room they use here.
“Cassie.”
“Do not touch me Linc.” Cassie’s voice is deadly quiet. Her eyes have not left the stairs as she watches, first Trax being taken to his room, followed by Inferno and Baby Blu. “Is that why Flynn is here?”
“I’m not having this discussion in front of everyone Cass.”
Cassie turns from the stairs to sit in one of the chairs near the bar. “Is he going to be OK?”
“Yes. He’s going to be fine.” When I had almost given up, Cassie eventually raises her eyes to face me. Uncomfortable with the expression on her face, I waited. Waited for Cassie to say what it is on her mind.
“Are you going to tell me what’s going on Linc?” Cassie’s pale face has me worried, and this is not a conversation I want in front of the other bikers or the club whores.
“Let’s go in to the office Cassie.” As I remain at the doors which lead to the basement I see that Cassie is disinclined to move. From her countenance I know she is spoiling for a fight. With a final look round the room, Cassie nods her head, placing the drink Angel has handed her, back on to the bar, and proceeds to the office.
Fuck what a night. Undertaking my own survey of the room I can only imagine what these tough bikers are thinking. Inferno is upstairs getting his ass chewed and I am about to have mine put through the grinder. Tabby’s eyes meet mine, and he salutes his bottle of whisky in my direction. This earns him the flip of my finger and the room bursts into laughter. Fuck, slamming the door to the office I join Cassie.
“What happened Linc?” I know I have to be careful how I answer this question. I would like to keep Cassie in the dark as much as possible. Right now there is a dead body on the property.
Fuck, I was supposed to be building trust up with this woman, and now I have to lie to her. A frustrated sigh escapes me as I comb my fingers over my scalp.
“Cass, do you remember the night when Trax was attacked?” A curt nod is the only response I receive. “Well, tonight one of the guys involved came on to our patch, and we decided to teach him a lesson.”
Again Cassie nods her head. Her back to me as she stares out of the window. “Where is he?”
Fuck, now for the lie. “Dec and Crabby took him back to his own turf.” The tension in Cassie’s body has not eased and I shift uneasily on the chair.
“Who won?”
“Trax.”
“Trax. Fuck what does the other guy look like Linc?”
“He is in pretty bad shape Cassie.”
Cassie’s accusing glare has me shifting again. “Why did you not stop it Linc? If not you, why not one of the other brothers?”
I need to touch the woman I love, and stride over to take her in my arms. However Cassie is not having any of this and steps back. “It was Trax’s fight Cass. If he was losing maybe we would have stopped it sooner.”
“Tell me Linc. You tell me you want a baby. What if this baby’s a boy? Will he follow in your footsteps? Will you teach him how to fight? And can I expect to find his body broken and beaten?”
“This is my life Cassie and I’m not giving it up. If we’re lucky and we have a son. It will be his choice if he wants to join Devil’s Comfort. And if this is the life he chooses then I will not stop him.”
“I cannot talk about this right now Linc and It will be best if you slept here tonight.”
“Cassie…?”
“Just for tonight Linc, then you can come home tomorrow.”
“Just tonight. And Cass. I will be coming home tomorrow.”
Chapter 29
The sex is good. No matter how strained our relationship is, the sex is always mind blowing. If it’s sweet and gentle or hard and quick. Linc takes the time to cuddle me afterwards. And since the incident at the club a month ago. Our relationship has being strained. Another look at my watch tells me the time is up and I lift up the pregnancy stick from the window sill. Negative, dropping the stick into the bin I decide to make myself a coffee before deciding what to do with the rest of my day.
Shit, I hate feeling like this. With my mug of coffee I sit at the dining table and gaze out of the window. The house is quiet without Linc. He and the rest of the brothers are on a run, and he is not due back till later tonight. Another glance at my watch tells me the morning is moving slowly and with a deep sigh I decide to change the bed sheets as the doorbell rings.
At the door is a hunk of perfection, and I step back to let Flynn in. “Morning beautiful”
“Flynn.”
My dreary morning has just brighten up. And as I watch Flynn swagger into the living area I refuse to move my eyes from the tight clasped denim firm backside. “Cassie, Cassie.” The reproachful tone and gleam in Flynn’s brown eyes has me smiling. “Eyes up Cassie, I am more than a piece of meat.” Oh and what meat he is.
Flynn’s visit has me wondering what he wants. For the last month Flynn has become my confident, giving me an insight not only to himself, but to the club and to Linc.
“Would you like a coffee?”
“No thanks. I’ve just come to say bye.”
“You’re leaving. When?”
“Today.”
“No you cannot.” We need give Flynn a going away party. Without hesitating I reach for my phone and with Baby Blu’s help we soon have everything organized. “One more night will not hurt Flynn, and I want to say thank you for your support.”
“Cassie you will have me blushing. One more night. Then I have to go. Look, here’s a couple of tickets for my fight. Come and watch. Bring Linc with you if you want.”
Yes, I am going to miss Flynn and when I get my hands on the skank who did him over. I aim to kill the bitch. When Flynn first came to Comfort Springs I wondered if there would have been anything between us. If things had not work out with Linc. This idea soon evaporated, when I discovered between us, we would have too much baggage for any kind of relationship, but friendship.
Impulsively I give a bear hug to my friend. I am going to miss him and our chats. “I will always be on the end of the phone for you Cass.”
“Go Flynn before you have me crying. I will see you tonight. Yeah?”
“Yeah.”
DCMC
“I think you’re drunk Cassie.”
“You only think? Angel more tequila.” I have to shout over the crowded bar for the overworked girl to hear me.
“I will fetch it for you.” Rayven offers. Before she disappears into the crowd to join Angel behind the bar. I need a better view of the party, and what is going on, and so I climb on to a table. The table is not too steady and Sundance braces it with his hands. Seems to me as if Sundance got the short straw on this run, and has being put on Rayven sitting.
From my advantage point, I spot Flynn with Amber and Kitty who both have their bodies wrapped round his. The mixture of alcohol, and music has my body swaying rhythmically, and when Rayven brings over the bottle of tequila. I grab her hand to pull her up to join me.
It’s not long before Flynn catches sight of our scantily dressed bodies and joins us. Flynn’s scorching gaze penetrates me to the soul and with Rayven’s help, we begin to give Flynn a tabletop dance. Taking it in turns to sway our tushies in his face.
“What the fuck!” Tabby’s bellow has everyone turning towards the doorway where he is standing with Linc.
“Hi Tabby. Want to join us?” Unable to hold back my giggle. I laugh out loud at the look on Linc’s face, who is following Tabby. Unbelievably the patrons’ part like the red sea, letting the two angry men get closer to us. “Do you think we should run?” I giggle into Rayven’s ear.
“Watch Cassie.” Rayven’s words have me perplexed until I see her step agilely on to the next table and she begins to undulate her hips, raising her arms above her head. A flash of flat stomach is exposed to the room and Tabby stops short. His eyes narrow as he watches the dancing nymph.
Taking my cue from Rayven, I kick off my shoes and lock eyes with Linc. Slowly I begin my own undulation, rotating my hips round and giving my breast a shimmy, causing them to jiggle. Linc’s eyes are fastened on to my body. And as the beat of the music takes over. My body moves faster, gyrating and swirling until my backside is in Linc’s face.
Another slow twist of my body has me bent forward, and I can practically feel Linc’s nose in the crack of my ass. To drive him a little more insane. I bend over till my hands have clasped my ankles. My panties are exposed to Linc, and to everyone in the room, due to the short length of my green skirt. Linc and I, are face to ass. His tongue flickers over his lips. I am positive that from his view point he can see the wet patch on my panties, and smell my arousal. The throb in my clit is heavy and painful.
Linc has had enough, and he’s grabbed me by the legs and I’m hanging over his shoulder. Not one to give up easily I turn to Flynn. “Want to join us.” Fuck did I just say that. Flynn’s laughter and the resounding smack I receive from Linc fills the room.
“No he does not.”
“Shit. Linc that hurt.”
“It’s meant to.” With me in his arms, Linc bounds up the stairs as the world spins on me.
“Fuck Linc, slow down or I am going to puke.”
Another swat lands on my ass. “You do girl and you will clean it up.”
None too gently and without any consideration to my condition. Linc drops me on to our bed where the room persist to spin. Painfully I open one eye to study the man I stupidly love. “Linc you planning on having your dirty way with me tonight.”
Fuck his body is glorious. Abs that ripple from beneath his chest, finishing at the hips. A waist that dips in, begging for my lips to taste the flesh there. The tantalizingly Harley Davidson with Marilyn Monroe laying across the seat sexily ink design on his muscular thigh has me salivating.
Crawling up the bed, I trace the ink. Marilyn may have his leg, but I have got his heart. Slowly my eyes raise to his biceps where there is a tattoo of a skull and Celtic cross on one of them. From my kneeling position I trace my fingers over Linc’s chest until I come across my image. “He did a good job.”
“Who?”
“Ant. I love that ink Linc.” Linc had commission Ant to do the ink shortly after we had married.
“Cassie stop thinking and talking about other men when you’re in my bed.” With a gentle, push Linc has me flat on my back. “Unless you want Flynn to join us.”
Happiness seeps through my body as I trace the contours of Linc’s face. His indigo eyes, hot with lust as they sear in to my soul. “No” I whisper before turning over and closing my eyes. I only need one man to satisfy my hunger. And the man lying next to me is man enough to handle my wants.
DCMC
The gentle stoke of a hand caressing the crest of my breast brings me awake. In no rush to move, I lay there while Linc plays with my body. Even Linc’s ministration cannot divert me from the headache from hell. Shit, how much did I have to drink last night? Linc’s devious chuckle lets me know he is fully aware of what I am going through. Bastard.
“Morning Babe,” turning me over so that I lay on my back. Linc loving caresses my face, brushing the hair away before kissing me. It only takes the slight flick of my tongue against his before Linc has his body inserted between my legs. The persistent pushing of his cock head, a clear give away of what he has planned. The sensation of flesh against flesh has my body responding. My cream lubricating the head of the thick cock as it prepares to enter me.
Cupping his hands on my ass cheeks, Link raises my bottom as he thrusts hard and deep into me. “Hold on to the headboard Cassie, we’re going on a ride.” Gently Linc pulls out of my tight grip only to thrust back in. His hands grip my hips tight as he begins his heavy pounding. With each stroke of his cock chafing against my nerve endings it’s not long before my body is begging for its release.
“Fuck Linc.” Ignoring my screams, Linc relentlessly pounds into me. The bed has begun to hammer against the wall. The metallic taste in my mouth indicates that I have bitten my lip whilst I was trying to prevent my next scream escaping. With each thrust, my gasps become louder as I try to breathe. The climax when it comes. Is hard and long causing all of my body to shake from the intense orgasm Linc has given me.
My legs collapse on to the bed as Linc continues to pound. I hate it when Linc uses one of his punishments on me. Not happy with my legs resting on the mattress. Linc lifts them, until they are over his shoulders. While lifting his upper body up, to support himself on his elbows. In this position he can go deeper. His cock has my pussy stretched to its fullest. With each withdrawal I breathe a sigh of relief only to have it vanish when he pummels back in. Another orgasm takes me over the edge and still Linc has not cum.
“Linc please. Stop.” The bastard knows what he is doing. When he strokes my damp hair away from my forehead to lay a benevolent kiss on my nose.
“Shush Cassie, does that sweet pussy of yours need some loving’” My body tenses as Linc slides his body down between my legs. The cool caress of his breath blowing on my clit has me raising my hips, searching for his lips. “Hands back on the headboard Cassie.”
Quickly I replace my hands, not realizing they had been stoking Linc’s bald head in my aid to get his mouth closer to my pussy. The scrape of his teeth against my tender flesh has me flinching. Still he persists with his search, before latching on to the swollen flesh of my clit. His mouth continuing with its sucking, I am sure he will be leaving a mark there.
“Fuck Cassie you taste good. You have the best honey Baby, and I can never get enough.” This is said as he again lowers his head to my pussy. His tongue lapping up my cream.
“Play with your nipples Cassie. Pull on them hard.”
The ache Linc has produced in my breast from his ministrations is begging for attention, and without hesitating I do as Linc as requested. The hard buds are between my fingers as I pull on them. With each tug of the sensitive crests, my hips rise, seeking out Linc’s mouth. Linc has me so hard to climax, I am barely able to make my requests. “Now Linc please.” The sobs in my throat are breaking and the hard deep thrust of Linc’s tongue in my pussy continues. Between my legs vice grip, and my hands clasping on to the smooth bald head. Linc is caught. “Yes that’s it Linc.” Fuck his tongue is lethal.
Quickly Linc changes our positions, and he now has me kneeling on the bed as he curves into my back. His cock lurches and thrusts into my tender pussy. This fuck is not for me, this one is to get Linc off. “Shit Cassie. You Babe are the best.” Hot sticky semen fills my pussy and begins to leak out as Linc prolongs his fucking. Finally unable to take anymore, my body explodes for the fourth time as Linc withdraws from my body.
Snuggling me into the curve of his body, Linc soothes my body until my racing heart slows down to a normal pace. “You OK Baby.” OK, I will be lucky if I can walk again
“Linc, why your dick has not fell off. Is short of a miracle.”
“Go to sleep Cassie. We’re going to be working on my dick falling off later.”
“We need to talk Linc.” Linc’s body tenses besides mine and I kiss his shoulder to ease his pain.
“Later Cassie, later.”
Chapter 30
I left Cassie to sleep while I stand on the steps of the club, and watch Flynn mount his bike. Nothing may have happened between Cassie and Flynn. But all the same I
’m relived to see him finally leave.