Wild Child (5 page)

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CHAPTER 5
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Finally Jo arrived and after we finished helping Elena, we headed for the beach. She was staring at the bikers when we walked past them and I couldn't help but laugh. Elena had warned us to stay away from the party and that’s what we intended to do.

Jo was in a good mood and wanted to know everything about V. I rambled on and on about him, telling her how we met. She laughed when she heard I gave him the finger and seemed happy I’d finally found someone who made my whole face light up.

The sun was shining brightly and it was a perfect day. We could hear music booming off in the distance and the occasional shouts of laughter. The party was going strong. We had grabbed a jug of Alabama Slammers for our own private use away from Hunter's glare so we’d be able to drink in peace and out of sight from prying eyes.

We sat on the beach gazing out over the water talking, laughing, and catching up on everything.

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V was also sitting on the beach when he saw the girls come down he so watched them. He was well hidden from their view by a bunch of large rocks near the top of the beach.

He was waiting for Nailz to come and get him so they could talk to Hunter. Those two bikers were longtime friends. So it made perfect sense for Hunter's club to patch over to their club. V was down with it and was sure the rest of Bound for Hell MC would be  too.

V knew they had to fix the club and fast. Some of the nomads were going to ride in this weekend and there would be talks. Brothers were getting pissed about the new changes Rabid was making and it seemed like the club was splitting into two factions: The Bound for Hell brothers and the Rabid supporters. However, the club had rules and many of the members would want them obeyed, so it was a delicate matter.

Kima and her friend never suspected he was there. They were in bikinis... very skimpy bikinis. Kima was wearing a black one and the other girl was wearing blue. He heard Kima call her Jo. They were almost the same size, though Kima's tits were a quite a bit larger than her friend's and she was a bit taller.

Jo was cute and she laughed a lot. She had a petite frame and looked to be around five-foot-three, but she had curves in the right places. Her hair was a deep fiery shade of red and it made her stand out even more. He wondered if she had a temper to go along with that fire hair of hers.

Kima was more classically beautiful with her long, lithe legs, trim waist, and full breasts. Her smile was impish at times and she had a musical laugh. He could feel his cock swelling, he reached down to move his hard-on because it was getting uncomfortable. It was rubbing against his jeans. He had a feeling it was going to get mighty uncomfortable until he could get with Kima.

V felt like a perv watching the girls. Kima was dancing, twirling, and laughing on the beach. Her body moved gracefully as she danced, she looked like a ballet dancer. Her friend was in the water, swimming out to the floating dock.

When the girl Jo got to the dock she yelled out, "Kima, get your ass in the water and bring that jug of slammers with you! We can drink out here."

Kima finished her spin, stopped, and glanced around. Maybe she could sense being watched? After a moment, she made sure the lid was tight on the jug, hooked it over her arm, and slowly went into the water.

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Swimming to the dock, all I could think about was V. My mind was spinning with all the sexy, dirty things I wanted to do with him. I was imagining what it would be like to fuck
this
big, hard ass biker. Of having his hard, tattooed body on top of mine and his cock fucking me. I wanted him with a craving and passion I’d never possessed before. Jo would be shocked if she knew what fantasies I was having.

I wanted to fuck somebody I had just met. With the boys that I was with before, sex always sucked - I’d never had an orgasm during sex. All I knew about orgasms were the ones I gave myself.

I wanted to do all the crazy stuff I thought about at night when touching myself; more, I wanted to do it all with V. I was never into giving blowjobs but I was getting excited, licking my lips, thinking about his cock. Damn, I was having a fantasy of sucking it like it was my favorite lollipop, then licking it all over and sucking it some more. His cock would be big, silky smooth, and perfect. I wanted the real thing. Somehow I was getting this biker and the wild child in me would find a way. Maybe we could sneak away and get dirty.

I got to the dock, tossed up the jug, and pulled myself up. As usual, my top came off and out popped my boobs. Oh, fuck it - let ‘em stay out. Nobody was watching.

"Kima, your boobs are hanging out!" Jo pointed out to me.

"Yeah, so what. They usually pop out anyway. Besides, nobody's watching us. Gimme the Slammers." I shot back.

Jo was choking on her drink and sputtered. "Really? I see two bikers looking at us right now... Your V and that big biker, the one you called Nailz."

She puckered her lips and looked over, observing them for a moment. "You know, for a big guy, that Nailz is kinda of hot, don't ya think? Not my type, but he definitely has something going for him if big, tall, and scary is your thing."

I looked and, sure enough, those biker were watching us. I dropped my bottoms and stood up naked and shook my ass at them. Then I turned around and did a hard shake so my tits bounced up and down, I was loving it. I was planning to dance so I did a few things I had seen Elena do when she danced. I went to work with her once in awhile to watch her dance, it would help me when I began dancing.

Jo was speechless for a second before she started laughing as I stood up and faced them. Up went my middle finger and I dove into the water. The water felt so good on my bare skin, I swam under the dock and splashed Jo.

She stood up, shocked, and looked for me but I was behind the floating dock. "Kima, you bitch! For that I'm going to drink this whole jug!"

Time to get back on the dock
, I thought. S
lammer  time!

We drank 'til the jug was empty and the two bikers finally left. It was beginning to get dark and the mosquitoes were biting us. It was time to swim in and Jo got to carry the now empty jug.

When we got back to the beach, we were freezing and noticed our towels were gone! Jo and I were looking everywhere for them.

Then I heard low, mocking laughter. Veiko and that other biker, Nailz, were standing there with big grins on their faces. Those fuckers had stole our towels!

We heard V taunt, "You
want em', come and get em!'"

I looked at Jo who was already stalking towards Nailz. She has a very pissed off expression on her face, he was holding her towel.

Oh shit! A drunken Jo would get nasty now, that attitude of hers was out in full force. Nailz didn't know what he was in for. Jo barely ever showed her temper bit when she drank- she was full of liquor courage.

Guess Nailz was going to find out the hard way.

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Jo was fuming as she headed toward Nailz. She didn't have time for this bullshit! This Nailz jerk just stole her towel and he was
smirking
at her.

She didn't like these Bound for Hell bikers. Frankly they weren't people she wanted to know. Hunter and Elena were older and like family; their club wasn't crazy like these bikers. Kima might be ok with getting down with them but she had different plans.

Her dad was a doctor and expected her to go to medical school, follow in his footsteps. She thought she should be a good daughter and do as her dad wanted. But she was more interested in natural medicine and being a nurse. Summer was just starting and she planned to have a blast, her parents could go to hell. She was tied of their expectations about
her
life!

If she had to study for years, this was her last chance to have some fun. She, too, was taking the year off, more to be with Kima than anything else, and her dad wasn't pleased. That was normal, her dad was never pleased with her lately.

When she reached Nailz she stood in front of him, her hands on her hips. She gave him an angry glare. "Hey, asshole! Give me my towel back," she demanded. "I'm freezing here!"

Nailz looked down at the cute little hippie chick with her long, fiery red hair. He liked what he saw. Holding the towel way above her head, he made her jump for it. He watched as her tits jiggled.

He teased, "Oh, you want the towel? Grab for it! C'mon...jump higher! You're sure a cute lil' thing! Sure you don't want to snuggle up to me? I’ll keep you nice and warm."

Jo thought;
Did he just say that? Did he think she was some slut he could order around and then have the nerve to suggest she keep him warm?

She was really angry now. Sure, he was this big, badass biker, but, at this very moment, Jo was more angry than afraid.

When her temper got this way, there was no stopping her.

She spat out, "Not in your wildest dreams, you fuckin' moron! Don't mistake me for one of your club sluts! I'm not one of them. Go find someone else to play with."

Nailz just grinned and held the towel higher, making her jump for it again.

"Well, you could've fooled me. I saw you out there on the dock, lying in the sun with your tits pointed up and legs spread. What are you two doing in those skimpy things, near a bunch of bikers that would love to snatch you two up. Don't you know what can happen at these parties? Are you looking to get fucked? If you are, I’d be more than happy to do ya. Women never complain and I'll get ya off real good."

Jo sneered at him. "What's
wrong
with you? Are you deaf? I told you – I'm
not
one of your club sluts! Maybe it’s hard for your tiny brain to comprehend, but listen very carefully.
I AM NOT LOOKING TO GET FUCKED!"

She stopped for a moment to take a breath.
This biker was unbelievable!
She glared at Nailz and said sarcastically, "I have better plans for my life than being your fuck toy for the night!"

Nailz just grinned. "Don't knock it until you try it. So, lil' hippie chick, what are those big plans?"

"Not that it’s any of your business, but I plan on going to college. Become a nurse or maybe even a doctor. Now quit being a  jackass and gimme' my towel.
NOW !"

She tried yet again to jump for it. The fucking bastard was still holding that towel high above her head and wasn't letting go.

"So planning on being a doctor, huh? Do you want to play a little game of doctor with me, Jo?" He asked, an hint of mischief in his voice.

"How the hell do you know my name?" she snapped, exasperated.

"Well, I couldn't help but hear while you were slugging slammers down and yammering away, you lil' brat. Noise travels on the water, ya know."

Jo glared at Nailz and he started to laugh. He patted her wet head and she felt a spark. What the hell?

"Who knew the lil' Chickie could get so mouthy? You are kinda cute when you get riled up. And by the way, my bro has his hands all over your best friend over there." Nailz snickered and nodded in the direction where V and Kima were.

Jo turned, stunned. Kima was sitting on V's lap, his hands under her beach towel.

"Oh my God, Kima! Knock it off before Hunter sees you!" she yelled out.

"Doubt they can hear you and looks like V ain't stopping. So, you wanna play doctor now? I'll give you back your towel."

Jo tried to take deep calming breaths to hold back her temper as he smiled wickedly at her when an idea hit her! Could she pull it off? He was being an asshole and she more than wanted to put him in his place! She doubted many woman got over on Nailz but she could.

She looked up at him and smiled impishly. Her cute dimples came out in her cheeks. "Sure, Nailz. I'll be glad  too. Actually, it’s a good idea, now that you mention it, and you
are
kinda hot and sexy. Yeah, I'll be happy to play doctor with you," she purred.

Nailz wasn't expecting this turnabout and change of tone coming from her. He looked at her skeptically. Did he hear right? He knew he had a reputation of getting women easily. In fact, they threw themselves at him. Perhaps she
was
falling for his devilish charm. They all did… eventually.