Chapter Two Whip
I hate that my mind wanders to that beautiful blonde haired woman with the streaks of pink and lavender woven subtly through her hair as I have one of the new clubwhore’s mouth wrapped around my cock.
She looks up at me and thinks it is sexy and thinks that the reason I am so hard I could pound nails is because of her, when really I am picturing those beautiful bright blue crystal eyes looking back at me with some much mischief and curiosity.
The body I am picturing and the only way that I can get hard anymore is by picturing her beautiful athletic figure, her runner’s frame and beautifully defined core.
I hate that this is the only way that I can get off anymore, especially when I know that she is letting another man touch her in all the ways I used to months ago.
I know every inch of that beautiful blonde’s body.
Every piercing, every tattoo she has. Everything is tasteful because she wants to be a doctor and doesn’t want to lose opportunities by having too much ink on her body.
She doesn't need it anyway she is sexy as fuck without all of it.
She has many piercings in her ears, but she’s always said that piercings wouldn’t be the problem with becoming a doctor.
I even love the adorable nose stud she has.
I loved how sexy she looked with the belly button ring she has, which usually has a charm hanging from it.
I loved the way whenever she put her mouth around my cock she worked that tongue ring she used to her advantage, now probably using that on fucking Fang.
I used to peruse her body as I kissed my way all over it and found all of the tattoos she has on her body, the matching tattoos she has with Parker on her wrist a twin flame symbol.
The tattoo she has on her right hip, that she told me she had gotten as a matching tattoo with Sophie, is of a red rose with thorns and ink splatters.
Low on that gorgeous back of hers is a caduceus entwined with a snake forming a heart at the top.
I have wondered in the months she has been gone, did she get another tattoo to symbolize her relationship with Fang? Has she become his ol’ lady?
I grab on to this bitches head and begin to pound my cock in her mouth.
I need a release, I’m sure that I will still have a lot of pent up frustrations and probably need to go to the ring to fight some of this out.
I haven’t seen Peyton in months, she’s refused to answer any of my calls or texts.
I’m pretty sure she has blocked me. Fuck, I’d block me too if I talked to her the way I talked to her.
I know that I should’ve never gone there with her.
I know that she deserves so much more than some fucker who has drug addict parents who liked to beat him up all the time.
I know that she deserves more than a man as damaged as I am.
I also know she doesn’t know everything and I used women to try and keep her away.
When I was sleeping with Peyton, I was only with Peyton.
I would never have done that to her. I never wanted another woman.
I made her think there were other women, I know how she felt about me, I have hoped that she still feels that way.
I regret everything that came out of my mouth when it came to her.
My mind is not on this bitch who is gagging on my cock and the longer I pound my cock into her the more I feel like release is not going to come this way today. She moves her mouth away from my cock and looks up at me.
“Baby, I’d love to have my pussy wrapped around your cock. I think you would too. You don’t know how much I’ve wanted to ride your cock since I got here. I think you would love my tight as fuck pussy too.”
And that does it, my dick deflates. I stand up and tuck myself into my pants and leave without saying anything.
I run right into Thorn who looks around me and sees whatever her name is adjusting her clothes and hair.
She walks around me and gives me a wink.
Thorn looks at me with disgust and turns to walk away.
“Yo, what’s your problem?” I ask him and follow him out to the bar.
Thorn has been my best friend my entire life.
Which is part of the reason I have problems with my feelings for Peyton.
Thorn has been like a brother to me more so than my actual brothers.
He takes a seat at the bar and pulls the stool out next to me and nods to it.
So I pull up a chair just as the prospect puts a beer down in front of both of us.
“You have something to say there Thorn?”
“I’ve got a lot to say, Whip. I don’t know if you’re ready to hear anything I have to say to you though.”
I take a pull of my beer and look around at the men in the bar.
It’s a slow night and really there are not many men here tonight.
The few that are, appear to be watching the club whores dancing.
Obviously Pres hasn’t been in today because normally that has to be taken into a different room to avoid any of the kids seeing anything they shouldn’t see.
“Just out with it Tanner. I don’t really feel like playing any mind games about whether you think I’m ready to hear shit or not. You obviously have some opinions about something so just spit it out.”
He glares at me, we normally don’t use our given names around the club, but like I said there aren’t many men here tonight. We’ve been friends our entire lives so I really don’t give a fuck. I knew him before he patched in and became ‘Thorn’.
“Listen, I’ve known for a while you’ve had a thing for Peyton. You’ve tried really hard to hide it at least from myself and from the rest of us. I guess you forgot how observant I am. That I watch everything and I have seen the way you look at her.
I also have noticed how you’ve been since you got back from Devil’s Hollow in April after spring break. You went with her to that club and something happened. She didn’t come back, yeah she has reasons that have nothing to do with you,
but I think you were the catalyst that made her pull that trigger. You haven’t been the same, you’ve been angrier. You’ve been shut off. So tell me, Cooper, what happened and why if you want Peyton are you going around still fucking these nasty bitches.”
“First of all, just because you don’t fuck them doesn’t make them nasty bitches. I enjoy getting my dick wet has nothing to do with anybody else.”
“Yeah, I don’t fuck any bitches you want to know why? Because I know that when I find Lizzy again, I don’t want to have these psycho women who think that they can torment the woman I love. I’m a grown man, I’ve got a hand.”
“Here’s the thing, Lizzy left you. You’re still pining after a bitch that doesn’t deserve it. She left you, never gave you a reason. Just left. Yet you still remain faithful to a woman who’s probably got it five ways to Sunday, by some other dick.”
I know I shouldn’t say it, Lizzy is a subject we don’t touch.
Lizzy is someone he doesn’t put up with anyone disrespecting despite the fact that she’s not here.
I know something happened, I love Lizzy.
But I need him to stop preaching to me and it’s getting harder and harder for me to get off with any of these whores to begin with.
So getting him pissed at me sounded like a great idea at that moment.
The man is fucking huge though, so probably not the best idea.
He’s only an inch taller than me at 6' 4”, but he is built like a fighter, plus when the guy is angry there is no telling what he’ll do.
He is going to be our SAA, a lot of people don’t fuck with him, let alone talk shit about the only woman he’s ever loved.
Within seconds of him standing up, I am pulled out of my chair and slammed down onto the table next to the bar.
“You want to rethink how you talk about her, asshat. She has nothing to do with any of this. Just cause you fucked up your life doesn’t mean you know anything about what happened to make her leave.”
Deciding to push my luck and avoid talking about myself, I push further.
“Yeah, okay. You know I’m sure it had nothing to do with any new dick that came around. You know, I’m sure one day she woke up and someone made her leave. That’s what you’re thinking,
you believe that someone took her or made her leave because heaven forbid she decide that you just weren’t worth the trouble anymore. That really, your dick wasn’t worth shit. I bet she opened her legs for any man that came her way when you were out on runs. Fuck,
Sadie told me she was with different guys whenever you were gone. I bet that whore just moved on to the next man she could get money from. I mean fuck you only ever met her aunt, maybe they were in on screwing you over together.”
Sadie, one of Thorn’s best friends, someone that we grew up with Lizzy was really uncomfortable with Sadie hanging around.
Sometimes I was too, she always looked a little too long at Thorn and a little too hateful at Lizzy.
Every time she told me anything about Lizzy I never believed her.
She would try to tell Thorn the same thing, fuck she has still been trying to get with Thorn not that Lizzy has left.
Trying to convince Thorn they are better together.
That they are in love. Thorn has really avoided her and not spent a lot of time with her since Lizzy left.
She’ll come to the club and say shit, but Thorn takes it all with a grain of salt.
He’s even told me he thinks she may have had something to do with Lizzy leaving.
So he’s pulled away from her, I can see that all being true.
But right now this is all being used for the purpose I need.
Get this asshole off my back for having some bitch suck my cock and not talk about my past or Peyton.
His fist hit the table next to my head.
“Next time that will be your face. Talk shit about Lizzy again. I know what you’re doing. I know you want to provoke me and hope that I’ll beat the shit out of you and get off the topic I was on. But you know not to say shit like that. I think you need to stay clear of me for a while.
I was trying to help you, you’re being a fucking shitty ass friend. You want to get your dick sucked and fucked by every bitch in here fine. But Peyton will never be okay with that if you want to get with her. These new bitches you’ve been fucking around with are shifty.
They’ve been causing trouble with Sophie. They won’t hesitate to fuck shit up more with Peyton than it already is. But you keep doing you. But like I said stay the fuck out of my way for awhile. You and Sadie are one in the same right now.”
With that final blow, he slams me back into the table and walks out of the clubhouse slamming the door as he goes. I stand up and look around at the brothers that are around looking at me with concern.
“I’m fine, the big guy is just sensitive.”
I know he’s right about Peyton not going to be okay if I’m still fucking around with the club whores and all the other bitches because that would just mean I haven’t changed since we had our falling out. But what else am I supposed to do, she’s with that fucker Fang from Untamed.
“You’re an idiot and you did that shit on purpose.”
Terror says as he comes over from the hallway.
I didn’t even know he was here today. “You know as well as I do that Lizzy didn’t leave him for another guy. She had a reason, we just don't know what. You were friends with her.
You better hope he moves on from finding her because you know if he does after the shit you said not only will shit be fucked between the two of you, but Lizzy will never forget the shit you just spouted about her. I get you’re hurting and you want to avoid talking about everything,
but that wasn’t the way to go about it. That was fucked up. You know Sadie’s been doing some shady shit for awhile and you had to bring her up too. My dad had to ban her from the clubhouse and other club owned property because she won’t leave Thorn alone. Trying to say a bunch of shit about Lizzy.
I guess you wouldn’t know that because you’ve been so stuck up your own ass to care about your best friend and the shit he’s gone through. But you continue to fuck with your best friend the guy who has always been there for you. Real nice there, Whip.”
He goes to turn away towards where Thorn walked. He stops and looks over his shoulder.
“Mama says you better be at Thanksgiving next month. If you’re not she’s gonna hunt you down and drag you by your ears.”
With that he continues to walk away and I continue to wonder why the fuck I am the way I am.
I push away everyone who cares about me knowing that no matter what the Jacobson’s will still always have my back.
I know Terror is right, I shouldn’t have fucked around with all that shit I said to Thorn.
He is also right in assuming I didn’t know Sadie has stepped up her harassing of Thorn that she got banned from club property.
I’ve been too busy dealing with my own shit when Thorn has been dealing with more.
Not a lot of people know all about the fear he has of never finding Lizzy again and how torn up he has been since he lost her.
I’m a shit friend. Hopefully, I can apologize to Thorn before Thanksgiving because that is all I need is for him to still be angry with me when I am there crashing his family holiday because Mama J wants me there.