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EIGHT

FIRE

I’m a dead man fucking walking.

Heat is going to end up killing me. After touching her, tasting the nectar of her pussy, there’s no way I’m gonna be able to keep my hands to myself. I could’ve spanked her other ways, but I pulled her jeans down and spanked her bare ass. Seeing the moisture between her thighs thicken as I gave her, her punishment, only solidified what I already knew.

I was fucked.

After leaving the clubhouse, I’ve done my best to keep my hands to myself. It wasn’t easy. More than once, I found myself wanting to do it all again, only this time with her legs around my head while I tasted her with my mouth and fucked her with my tongue. This I didn’t do. I didn’t because of one major reason.

She’s a virgin.

I knew it without feeling the damn barrier. It was in how tight her pussy gripped just one single finger. The fact that Evelin hasn’t ever had a man touch her the way I did should have me running for the damn hills. Instead, I’m fighting the urge to take and show her what it would mean to be fucked by me.

I want to ask her how the fuck she’s been able to keep herself intact. Then again, I should know the answer already. Throughout her time dating in high school, Heat didn’t make it easy for her. In college, she had more chances, but Heat had prospects going and checking on her regularly. They’d report for weekends to make sure she wasn’t doing anything she shouldn’t.

The fact that she’s held on to it this long and that I gave her her first orgasm, damn, it was all I could do not to fuck her then and there. Didn’t matter to me that it was fucked-up.

However, I wasn’t doing that shit to her. Evelin didn’t deserve me doing that to her in my room. It’ll be a miracle I can stand getting through the rally without touching her again, mostly because having her on the back of my bike, arms around me, and knowing exactly how sweet her pussy tastes is going to drive me up the wall.

It’s not easy, but I’ve managed to put it out of my mind for the most part. That is, until I had to wake her ass up to get ready to ride out this morning. One thing about Evelin first thing in the morning, she wants to, she can be a bitch. Heat had said this over the years. Said she hates for anyone to wake her up. The alarm was the only thing she tolerated, otherwise, she wanted to be left alone until she woke up.

Evelin’s gonna have to learn she’s not gonna be a bitch to me when I’ve got to wake her ass up so we can get a move on.

Once I got her ass out of the house and on the back of my bike, she settled in, only for my torture to continue. We rode to the clubhouse to find all my brothers were getting on the backs of their own bikes. Within another ten minutes, we were all on the road, the sun not even up yet.

We ride for three hours and stop at a big truck stop. All of us need to take the time to refuel and check over our bikes. You don’t go on trips like this without making sure your ride stays good. All it takes is for one ride to fuck it all up. The last thing any of us need is for one of the bikes to overheat or some shit like. It doesn’t matter we all treat our bikes like babies at any time of the year, but on trips like this, we gotta do it to make sure we make it there and back.

I park at one of the fuel pumps. Evelin immediately jumps off the back of my bike.

“God, my ass is hurting already,” she complains, rubbing her palms against the denim covering that said ass.

“You’ll be all right,” I tell her, swinging a leg over to climb off.

“All right? You’re joking, aren’t you? There’s no way I’m going to be okay when my ass is hurting like this the entire trip there.” She huffs and continues to rub her hands on her ass.

“You’ll get used to it.” I grunt and look at her. “Give me a minute to fill up the tank and do a once over, then we’ll go inside and get you something to eat.”

“I can go inside while you do all that,” she states. “My brother is right there.” Pointing toward Heat as she continues. “Plus, other members of the club are going to be inside.”

“I don’t give a shit.” I could easily say fine, but she needs to get it in her head that she’s mine to protect, and I take my job seriously. “You can wait for me to take you inside. You try it, and I’ll hold true to my threat of what I said I’d do yesterday in my room.”

Evelin’s eyes widen, and her mouth opens and closes like she wants to say something smart, but for her sake, she doesn’t. Instead, she narrows those eyes to little slits, crosses her arms under her tits, that does nothing but push them up in the tank top she’s wearing, and huffs in frustration.

Yeah, baby, I’d be frustrated too, if I were you. Instead, I was dealing with my own form of frustration. The fact that I want to sink myself inside her so deep she can feel me in her throat. This trip and back is going to be one hell of a torture to get through. She can deal with having to put up with my rules for the next week, or however long it takes to deal with her problems.

Evelin stays silent while I take care of filling my bike and talking with few of my brothers. Once I finish everything I need to do at the pump, I take her into the gas station, where she quickly rushes for the restrooms.

“You good, brother?” Heat asks, eyes glued in the same direction as mine.

“Yeah, why wouldn’t I be?” I glance at him briefly while answering him.

“‘Cause I know what a pain in the ass my sister can be.” Chuckling, Heat slaps a hand on my back. “Look, I’ll watch for her. Finish what you gotta do so we can get back on the road.”

Nodding, I take him up on the offer and do what I’ve gotta do. No way was I letting her get coffee or anything like that shit. She’ll get water to stay hydrated, and that’s it, at least until we get to the rally. Stopping every three hours is going to be long enough, we’ve got to make it there with the least amount of stops as possible.

By the time I finish, Evelin is standing next to Heat, looking annoyed. I toss her a water bottle. “Drink up, it’s time to get back on the road.”

“You’re an asshole,” she snaps but does as I tell her to.

Heat barks out a laugh and slaps me on the back while moving out of the gas station toward his bike.

Placing a hand on the bottom of her back just above her ass, I guide Evelin to my bike. I place the extra water in the saddlebags and climb on. Evelin rejoins me, wrapping her arms around my waist. Within minutes, my brothers and us are back on the road, and my torture continues. This trip is surely to be a trial by fire type of situation.