Chapter 7 #2
“I’ll stick with variety.” He starts laughing at the look Kierra gives him.
It takes us a little over forty-five minutes to order, get our food, and eat.
As much as we would love to take our time and shoot the shit for a while, we have a long road to travel today.
Chief comps our meal, and we all head out, everyone ready to get a jump on the trip ahead of us.
As soon as we hit the interstate, Kierra’s sweet voice comes through my helmet, “Love you, babe. That was sweet what you told Morpheus about finding the right woman. Hope you know I feel the same way.”
“Love you, baby. And I do know. You’ve been telling me every fucking day,” I grumble, but she knows how much I love her and it’s just my way. I don’t like talking about feelings and all that fru-fru shit.
“You’re such an asshole.” She giggles.
“Yeah,” I sigh, and her giggles turn into a full-blown laugh as she leans her head on my shoulder.
Once we get to a speed we can cruise at, I finally relax.
I love having Kierra at my back, but I find myself being more cautious with her behind me.
She taps my belly and points out the parasailers she sees off in the distance over the ocean.
“Did you see that? We need to do that, babe.”
Rubbing her leg, I nod that I see it and feel something warm settle in my chest at her wanting to make plans for a future.
Chuckling to myself, she must see that somehow including us parasailing.
“We’ll look into it when we get back to Miami,” I promise her.
Not really wanting my ass up in the air like that but guess I gotta learn to compromise a little like Kierra keeps saying.
We finally roll up to our hotel on the outskirts of Raleigh around 7:00. Sparrow motions that he’s going inside to get everyone’s keys to their rooms. Kierra climbs off and makes a beeline for Kidd who has already started to get everyone’s bags out of the van.
“Gonna get our shit up to our rooms and hit that little bar across the street. You guys want to tag along?” Chief asks, climbing off his bike next to me.
“Yeah, that should be fine. Let me see what she wants to do, and we’ll meet you over there if she’s feeling it.”
“Alright, brother.” He makes his way over to Morpheus who’s handing out their room keys.
“Here’s your key. You and Kierra are in your own room.” Sparrow is handing me our key just as Kierra jogs back over with our bags.
“Thanks, brother.” I take the bags from her hand and lace my fingers through hers to tow her towards our room. “You want to go to the little bar across the street after we shower?” I ask her as I unlock our door.
“Yeah, that’ll be good,” she agrees, moving around me once it’s open and plopping down onto the edge of the bed to pull off her riding boots.
Sitting down next to her, I pull mine off too and fall backwards, watching as she strips her leathers off and lays them over the back of the chair.
Standing in nothing but her bra and panties, I groan knowing that again we don’t have time for what I’d rather be doing.
“What’s wrong?” she questions, already heading to the bathroom to start our water.
“Nothing.” I get up and strip out of my gear.
Moving into the bathroom, I climb into the shower behind her and watch as the water sluices down her hair and over her ass.
The longer I watch her run her hands over her body, washing off the ride, the harder I get.
No longer able to hold back, I say, “Fuck it” and pounce.
An hour and a half later we’re finally making it across the street, and as soon as we enter, I can see that our crew has posted up in the corner.
Everyone looks to be relaxing with a beer, and that is exactly what I’m ready to do too.
I grin when I see a couple of my crew playing darts with the Jacksonville crew, and it looks like they’re winning.
We’re all brothers but let’s be honest we’re all a little competitive.
I make a quick stop at the bar to grab Kierra and me a beer, and once I hand her the frosty bottle, I drag her behind me to the open seat next to Sparrow and Chief.
“About time you showed up.” Chief smirks behind the club girl he has in his lap. He already knows why we’re late, although I have zero fucks to give.
“Fuck off.” I laugh, pulling Kierra into my lap. She jumps into a conversation with Sin who is perched on Morpheus’ lap. I know where she’ll be tonight. Morpheus has had a thing for Sin since he met her. He would make her his ol’ lady in a heartbeat, but she refuses to leave Miami.
We spend the next hour drinking and shooting the shit before finally deciding to call it a night. It’s a long haul from here to Kingston, and nobody wants to ride with a hangover tomorrow.
Seeing the Welcome to Kingston sign is a welcome sight.
It’s been a long and tiresome ride up here, but we’re all excited to see Trojan and his brother, Riddick.
We are supposed to have our meeting with all the club officers today, and everyone is looking forward to it.
The Saints continue to grow and expand into other areas, and tonight we should find out what that next venture should be.
The rumble of the long line of bikes behind me signals our approach, and the compound gates open to allow us entry.
I see Trojan and Riddick standing out in the lot in front of the clubhouse and can’t stop the grin from taking over my face.
Man, it’s good to see these two again. Once we’ve parked, I help Kierra off, go straight for my old friends, and pull them both into a hug.
Feeling a hand on my back, I turn and grab ahold of my woman, pulling her into my side so I can make introductions.
“Riddick. Trojan. This is my woman, Kierra. Baby, this is Trojan, the president here in Kingston, and his older brother, Riddick, who reigns over us all and sits on the throne in Rochester,” I inform as they both look her over.
“Heard you got yourself a woman, brother,” Riddick comments, checking her out. I don’t know why everybody always has to check out her ass.
“It’s nice to meet you Kierra.” Trojan elbows his brother in the ribs and chuckles. He knows Riddick is trying to get me riled up and admittedly, it’s working.
“Nice to meet you both as well.” She smiles as she looks between me and Riddick who are caught in a stare-off.
We both finally throw our heads back laughing because neither of us will back down, and even though I don’t like him staring at her ass, I know he would never betray me when it came to a woman.
“Come on. Let me show you guys to your room, and we’ll get our meeting started so we can move on to more entertaining things.” Riddick turns on his heel and heads for the clubhouse doors.
“Stay here with the girls and stay out of trouble,” I tell Kierra once we’ve put our stuff in our room and I get her set up at a high-top table with a beer.
“Can’t make any promises, babe,” she sasses.
“Yeah,” I sigh, kissing her lips and following Trojan to the clubroom. I don’t expect anything less from her.
Strolling out of the meeting room a couple of hours later, I’m not surprised when I see Kierra and all the other ladies on the dance floor.
What does surprise me is that Kierra is showing the Kingston club girls how to do a lap dance.
Sin is sitting in a chair in the middle of the room while my girl dry humps her.
“See you got your hands full with that one, but fuck is that hot.” Riddick whistles, his eyes glued to my woman’s rolling hips.
“You have no fucking idea, brother. Gonna spank her ass,” I vow, stalking over to put an end to their playtime.
“Woman!” I bark once I’m right behind her. When she turns around, I can already tell that she’s lit. They must have been drinking the entire time we were in our meeting.
“Baby!” she shrieks, jumping into my arms and wrapping herself around me. Damn. Can’t be too pissed at her with a reaction like that. I wrap my arm around her and spank her ass as I turn on my heel, carrying her in my arms over to the couch that’s been placed along the wall.
“I missed you, babe,” she slurs, running her tongue up the side of my neck.
“I can see that.” I groan when she starts nibbling on my ear. Fuck, she’s going to be the death of me with that sinful mouth of hers. I just know it.
“Shit. I need me a woman like that,” Riddick says, watching Kierra maul me. I sit down next to him on the leather couch, attempting to situate her on my lap.
“You wouldn’t know what to do with a woman like this.” I smirk before smacking Kierra’s ass again and telling her, “Behave, woman.” She nods into my neck, then promptly passes the fuck out.
“Your woman is asleep, brother.” Riddick’s eyes widen in disbelief at how quickly she crashed out.
“She isn’t used to long rides like we’ve done the last two days. It was only a matter of time between her already being tired and the booze.” I chuckle rubbing her back. “Your dad didn’t make the ride up?” I ask him, wondering where in the hell the old man is.
“Nah. He’s getting too old for this shit. He just hangs around at the clubhouse with his house mouse and fucks with the prospects.” He laughs.
“You’ll be just like him someday,” I impart because it’s more than likely true. He and his dad are so much alike, only Riddick keeps two women in his home instead of one, and they are always at his beck and call.
“Nah. I’m getting to the point where I’m about ready to look for something else. Want a steady woman in my bed at night. Someone to start a family with, ya know? You ever think about having any more kids?” he asks.
“Fuck no. I raised Sadie all by myself. Don’t want to ever go through that again.”
“Doubt that woman right there would make you do it alone.” I know he’s making a point, but I don’t want to hear it. Kierra and I are good, and I don’t want any more kids, so his point is falling on deaf ears.