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“You’re going to stay here, darling,” Linc said. “I have to go meet with Darrow.”
“To talk about my brother?”
“You know there’s more than just that happening.”
Nova nodded. “Sorry, Linc. I’m… buzzed. I think I’m drunk. And my mother…”
Linc cupped Nova’s face in his callused, outlaw hands.
“Listen to me carefully. Your mother has been a train wreck from the day I met her. She’s got a drinking problem. She used to pop a shit ton of pills too. She’s clung to your brother in an unhealthy way. You’ve done nothing wrong, Nova. Your brother is…”
Linc growled.
He didn’t want to lay into the kid too hard. Even though Nick wasn’t a kid anymore. Last time Linc had to deal with Nick he was the kind of kid that would drink cheap drinks—liked those fruity lemon drinks with a little bit of alcohol—then he’d act as though he were drinking bottles of whiskey. He’d steal cigarettes, break car windows and run from the cops. For fun.
“I’ll be back in a little bit, darling,” Linc said. “Unless you want to celebrate out there. You get up on the pool table and kiss those deecees and the clubhouse will worship you forever.”
“No,” Nova said with a smile.
“Then keep your cute ass right here until I get back.”
Linc gently kissed Nova. Her legs gave out and she sat down on the bed, mesmerized by the manly outlaw towering over her. In her head she pictured unzipping Linc’s jeans and wrapping her lips around his big cock. At the same time, Linc saw himself opening his jeans himself and offering his cock. Commanding Nova to take him, suck him, swallow him.
First, Linc had to deal with club business.
Then he’d finish what he started with Nova’s sweet, delicious cunt.
“Prayer?” Linc asked.
“Nah,” Cyrus said. “Let them all blow off steam. Quiet day at the moment. Let it run into the night. We’re good. I think we can all use a second to breathe.”
“I’ve got a fucking bullet hole in my shoulder, Prez,” Linc said. “We’ve got a car with yellow bunny that could have pushed right back onto the club.”
“And you’ve got a woman in your room who is expecting our help in finding her brother,” Cyrus added.
Linc’s jaw tightened.
“So why don’t we just break this down one by one,” Slade offered, always the voice of reason.
It was Cyrus, Linc, Slade, and then Darrow all huddled together at the end of the bar. Music thumped in the background, heavy guitars and screeching solos. The deecees on the pool table were now completely naked. Priest literally chewed on a pair of panties.
His gigantic hands cupped one of the deecees ass as he pulled her closer. It wasn’t beyond Priest to eat out a deecee for everyone else to see. The other deecee was on her hands and knees, ass arched into the air, wiggling her ass and cunt in Custer’s face.
Maggie hurried behind the bar, her little tits bouncing with life. Joined by Skylar with her massive tits and Bee with the C cup tits resting comfortably in her sports bra. Beer and whiskey served up like water on a hot day. Outlaws just being outlaws.
“Darrow, what do you have?” Cyrus asked.
“Ran the plate and it’s definitely local,” Darrow said. “Means this could come back to us if more yellow bunny is found.”
“But we have deniability,” Linc said.
“That’s right,” Slade said.
“It’s a shitty house. Owned by a woman named Gloria Trejan. She’s ninety-five years old.”
“So she’s not the one slamming yellow bunny into her veins,” Linc said.
“You never know,” Cyrus said.
