One Ride (The Hellions Ride) (5 page)

One Regret

Strolling over to the garage to pick up Sass from our work day, I can hear her shouting outside the building.

“What is it Tank?  Afraid of commitment? Or afraid of rejection?  You may be one badass biker, but the way I see it, when it comes to relationships, you’re full of fear.  What are you sooo afraid of?” 

Entering her office, I see her standing there, poking her finger at Tanks chest.  She’s red in the face, full of fury, anger, and blatant defiance.  Tank’s face is distorted with his own anger and, perhaps, regret.

“Shut the fuck up, Sass.  Why are you making this into something it’s not?  We fucked.  You wanted it.  Fucking begged for it.  If I knew you were going to turn into a stage five clinger, then drunk or not, I would’ve sent your ass packing.”  Tank roars back at her.

“Whoa, you two!  Calm the hell down.  I can hear you outside.  Y’all were friends before, cut this shit out.  Enough with the hateful remarks.” I say, trying to defuse the situation.

“That’s what I fucking came here for, to fix shit.  Fucking Sass, turns into psycho bitch.  I never promised happily ever after.  A fucking orgasm, Savannah Mae, that’s what I promised.  And that’s what the fuck I delivered.  All this other shit, you’re spewing fuck off.”

With that, Tank storms out, leaving Sass standing in front of me utterly speechless.  Walking up to Sass, I wrap my arms around her.  She drops her head on my shoulder and begins to cry.

“I fucked up, Doll.  I keep pushing and I need to shut up.  He’s been up front.  I knew damn well what I was doing.  I thought one night, just one night, would be enough.  He’s like a drug and one hit is never gonna be enough.”  She sobs into me, her body trembling with emotions.

“Shhh, Sass.  It’ll work out.  Y’all need space and you can’t push him.”  I console, holding her close.

“You’re right.  He’s more than another guy I’ve fucked, Doll.  He’s Tank.  He’s my Frank.  We talk, we hang out, and I’ve fucked it all up.  I never should’ve let this happen.”  She states, drying her eyes.

“Are you saying you regret sleeping with Tank?”  I ask, stunned at her last remark.  Sass has wanted to hook up with Tank since we were teenagers.  He is older than us and has always been wild.  They’ve become really close in the last two years, hanging out, talking, and becoming genuine friends.

“Hell no, I have no regrets there. Being with him for even one night was so much more than I ever could’ve imagined it to be.   My one regret is my reaction to sleeping with him.  This life isn’t for me, Doll.  I thought it was, but it’s not.  Tank is the first and last Hellion I’m sleeping with.  I want something more.  It’s time for me to get serious about my life.  To find someone who will commit to me, not to a club.  Get married, have two point five kids and a white picket fence. Not go to rallies and chase tailpipes in the wind.”

“Come on, Sass, you love this club.  It’s family.  And a white fucking fence, you have never wanted that.”  I say shocked, stepping back from my friend.

“The club will always be family, but this isn’t my future.  Doll, come on, be understanding.  Let things be like they were in Charlotte, where we freely picked up regular guys and dated.  Neither of us have had a relationship since coming back to Haywood’s Landing.  How do we know that we aren’t meant to be with someone that isn’t a Hellion?  Maybe I’m ready for a relationship now.”  Her eyes are pleading with me to agree.

I’ve never been able to resist Sass.  Whether I agree with what she’s saying, or attempting to do, doesn’t matter.  She wants to go out and try something new, as her best friend I’m along for the ride, that’s a given.

“Alright, we’ll go out.  I love you, Savannah.  I want you to be happy whether it’s with a suit, a biker, or hell, even a rock star.  Promise me though, no white picket fence…at least paint that shit black.”  We both break out into giggles and head home. 

Everything is set up for the transport.  Tank is in town.  He and I will be riding in a rig together.  Rex will be riding with Frisco, and the third Mack truck will have Coach and Alfie paired for driving.  Johnboy, Conductor, Perry, Slice, and Dukes will be driving the cargo vans.  All elements are arranged.

“We heading out on the town tonight, man?”  Tank asks.

“You know it, brother.”  I smile and fist pound him.

“Good.  I need this time away to get my mind off shit.”  He says, shaking his head.

“You need to fuck that feisty one out of your system.”  Rex states, as he looks over at Tank with laughter in his eyes.

“Damn straight I do.  No regrets, that’s the way I’ve lived my life.  I go and fuck everything up by giving into something I knew I shouldn’t have.  Time and time again, I wanted to fuck her, but knew it would mess everything up.  Damn it, I did it anyway.  Need to get her outta my system that’s all.”

“A change in scenery, some new pussy, and a lot of alcohol will help man.”  I say as I lead the way outside.

The whole crew comes out with us to a local bar.  The place is one we frequent regularly.  The beer is cold, the locals support us, and the bar flies love us.  Within a few minutes, Rex is off in the back stock room with some random hookup.  This is definitely what Tank and I both need.  He can’t shake Sass, and I can’t get Doll outta my head.  Damn, at least Tank got laid before the broad took up residence in his every thought. 

After entering the bar, we pass by the booths that line the right side wall.  Sauntering through the open middle space, we make our way to the long bar on the left.  Tessie, our usual bartender, already has our first beers out and waiting.  She’s a cute, petite, dark haired girl.  She’s nice enough.  Rex tapped her once a few years back; she took it in stride.  She’s a single mom trying to get by, and gave into one night of lust.  She’s never asked him for anything more than the one night in the very stock room he’s off banging someone else in right now.  I’m pretty sure she may be the one repeat Rex has had, but neither of them shows it.  Once, twice, whatever, they don’t act like it’s a regular hook up.  Towards the back of the bar, there are two open rooms with two pool tables each.  There is an area to throw darts in the back of each of these corner rooms.  They usually fill up, but as a Hellion, once we enter, our room empties.

A few beers later, Tank and I are playing pool in the back corner room.  Three women come over to our game.  For a bit they watch and giggle to each other.  One is a bottle blonde, short only five foot, one or two.  She’s wearing a black mini skirt that barely covers her ass, a navy blue halter top that her boobs are screaming to be let loose from, topped off with those fuck me heels that women love to wear and men love to feel digging into their backsides.  The other two have dark hair, one is taller, maybe five eight or nine, the shorter one closer to the blonde’s height.  The taller broad, is in a little black strapless number that she clearly doesn’t realize one ass cheek is already hanging out of.  The shorter one, obviously more reserved than the other two, is in jeans and a fitted shirt.  She walks away, returning to wherever they came from.

The blonde approaches me, with a smile that says seduction.  She licks her lips as she trails her finger over my cut.  Stopping, she breathes into my ear.

“I have a pocket you can sink into, biker.”  She whispers.

“Is that so?”  I reply, looking over at Tank.  Her taller friend has now approached him and is mauling his face in what I believe to be extremely drunk kisses.  I watch as Tank wraps his hand in her hair.  Tightly, he pulls back on her, to slow her pace.  He’s taking control, and soon going to take what he wants.  Returning my attention back to the bar fly beside me, I move so she’s pinned between me and the pool table.

Taking the hint, she pulls me up against her.  I lean down, she thinks I’m going to kiss her, but instead I whisper, as I breathe heavily on her neck.

“Darlin’, are you sure?  Be ready, I’m going to fuck you hard, fast, and rough.  Right here, in front of your friend, my brother, and whoever decides to walk in.  Once I start, I’m not gonna stop.  Say no now, and walk the fuck away.  Otherwise, take your panties off and stick them in my pocket.  Then turn around and bend your ass over the pool table bitch.”

Without hesitating, her panties are now in my pocket.  Pulling her skirt over her waist, her bare ass is now shaking in front of me.  Getting a condom out, I unbutton my jeans and stroke my dick.  As I’m getting hard, I look over to see Tank is already working his girl over.  Her legs are wrapped around his waist, arms around his neck, and her head back as she’s moaning in ecstasy.  Damn, they were quick to get to it.

Reaching around her front with my right hand, I slide up her thigh.  At her juncture, I slowly tease her pussy lips with my fingers.  Spreading them apart, I circle her clit as she rocks back on to me, seeking more.  I increase the pressure and the pace on her clit.  My dick is hard pressing against her ass.  She looks over her shoulder, down at my dick.  Seeing the silver jewelry at the tip, she smiles.

“Fuck me, biker.  Take that big, pierced cock and fuck my ass.”

If that’s what the hell the slut wants, who the hell am I to say no?  The bitch wants it rough, fine.  She’ll feel this shit for days.  I push her head down onto the pool table.  Removing my hand from her clit, I roll the condom on.  I kick her legs further apart.  Taking a few moments to finger her pussy, I use her own juices to start inserting my finger in her ass.  Once she adjusts to the first finger, I add a second.  With my other hand, I’m rubbing the head of my penis against her clit, letting the piercing apply that added sensation.  She’s now rocking back rhythmically on three fingers.  I remove my fingers and slowly insert the tip of my cock.  I give her body a moment to adjust to my girth, as I inch in further.  She’s tiny and there is no way I’ll be balls deep without hurting her.  Her ass is tight and the lube from the condom isn’t enough. Once I’m inside her a good bit, I reach around with my left hand and massage her breast at the same time I begin rubbing circles on her clit.  I tease the entrance to her pussy with my fingers.  As I do, she rocks back engulfing my dick in her ass.  It’s warm, soft, and so tight.  I insert two fingers inside her pussy as I pinch her nipple.  She rocks against me as I begin pumping both my dick and my fingers in and out of her.  She’s clinching around me as her orgasm is building.