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CHAPTER FIVE

TARGET

“There you go.” I hand the invoice to the gentleman who brought his RV in for a service.

“Much appreciated, young man. I was so happy that you could fit me in. I am taking the Mrs. on a drive down to Santa Monica; she loves the beach and the pier,” he explains.

“It is the little things in love, my man,” I reply.

Fuck, I would love the pack the kids up and travel in an RV for weeks at a time, but my club needs me. Maybe when things settle down with the business, I will take a look at taking some time off.

“We have the time and means to do it, son. All our kids have flown the coop, as they say. Have families of their own. It is our time to enjoy the alone time.”

“Can’t say that I blame you.” He nods and pays the bill, before leaving.

I join my brothers in the garage. Savage, and Rogue are with me today.

It has been four days since I met Madalyn and fuck me I cannot get that sexy woman out of my head. She was someone I never expected to meet, and I have met many women in my years but none have stuck with like she has.

The way her hair was pulled into a ponytail but was still wavy, little pieces had gotten loose and hung down, framing her face. Her lips were fucking kissable and would look perfect painted red and wrapped around my cock.

She was a stark contrast to most of the woman I go for, Ruth included, who is still a blonde bombshell. Madalyn with her dark hair, curvy sexy body, eyes the color of rust that can seek out your soul.

Her body is made for men like me, ones who like something to hang on to. With thick thighs to clamp down on my head, keeping me in place while I eat her pussy and do not get me fucking started on that ass of hers. Damn, I want to see that jiggle when I fuck her from behind.

She has been in my fucking dreams since I met her. I gave her my number but she has yet to use it. Maybe I came on a bit strong talking about my cock, but damn she had him hard under the table.

The way her lips parted and her eyes darkened when I talked about what I would do to her, made me think I had her. I need to see her again.

“VP, the Camry just rolled in. I will jack it up once I am finished with the SUV.” I nod to Savage.

I stroll out of the office that is attached to the garage that the club owns.

The clubhouse is an old rundown bus station with an attached gas station plus a small motel that got converted to a house for the members.

The decent sized driveway leads to the garage, then the clubhouse and is useful for seeing any unwanted visitors.

With the whole land being on an old bus route, not many fuckers drive along this road so we can keep an eye out.

One road leads to us at the garage, but splits off to the left, leading to the clubhouse, but then you are greeted with a ten-foot high gate with state of the art surveillance. That is thanks to Swift and an older member of the club, who used to work in construction and architecture.

The land came with the building, so Colt, the old president of the club, along with his VP Crude, built the start to the Rugged Skulls MC here in Phoenix.

They planned the whole area with great strategy, to keep the members and their families safe.

“Brother, you are away with the fairies, or still stuck in some pussy?” Rogue asks, grinning.

I flip the fucker off as I walk, but an image of Madalyn smiling at me pops into my head. That woman has gotten under my skin after just one brief encounter.

Fuck knows what she can do to me once I sink myself deep inside of her, having her screaming my name.

“I will take fairies and pussy, brother.” I wink as I step over to the car he is working on.

Every brother here at the club works in all departments of the club, except Rugged Ink, because we would only tattoo stick figures on people, and the Luxury Touch, because that is for the ladies, even though I know that the brothers do help with designs, because a woman likes a man’s perspective from time to time.

My last design became a best seller at the store. It was black lace along the side of the breast with three straps that covered the breasts, meeting in the middle with a matching panty, where the lace covered front and back with three straps connecting at the hip.

“You’ll fuck anything. Ask Savage,” Rogue jokes, grinning.

I look over at Savage, who winks at me licking his lips. He meets us at the front of the garage door, inching closer to me.

“Any time,” is all he says.

A car splutters into the garage yard, drawing our attention.

Me and the boys watch as the car door swings open and my dick kicks up a notch seeing who climbs out. Fuck yeah, perfect timing.

“Holy shit, she is hot.” Rogue gawks at her.

“Back off, fuckface.”

His gaze swings to mine but I keep my focus on Madalyn as she walks towards me.

“You calling it, brother?” I can hear the humor in his voice.

Can I call a claim on her after a few minutes with her? Turning to look at Rogue, who is opening eye-fucking her, I know that he is in for any pussy. The thought of him touching her, laying his lips on her, makes my skin itch.

“Fuck it. Dibs .”

Slapping a hand against his chest to stop any steps he plans on taking, making the fucker chuckle, I stalk towards her, making her eyes widen when she notices that it is me.

“You miss me, babe? You know you could have just called, you did not have to come to my place of work.” I wink.

Her mouth drops open, then closes like she is finding the words to say.

Then she steels herself, pushing her shoulders back, and giving me a firm look.

“My car is making an awful sound. I brought it to the nearest garage, it just so happens to belong to your club,” she says stiffly.

I wonder where the hell the soft and quirky Mads has gone.

“Are you okay, Mads?”

“I am good and my name is Madalyn, thank you very much. Can you take a look at my car, please?”

I nod, keeping a friendly smile in place.

“Yeah, I can check it out.” I step to her car, before popping the hood.

“By the sound of it rolling in, I would say it was the catalytic converter.” Rogue joins us.

“I have no idea what that means,” Madalyn replies.

Her arms are crossed in front of her body, pushing her tits up, giving me and fucking Rogue a good view of her ample cleavage.

“Oi, fuckhead, don’t you have a car to fix?” I say to him.

“Target, that was mean.”

“Not mean, babe, but he has a fucking job that he is being paid for.”

“Well, then maybe since he knows what he is talking about, he can fix my car and you can take over his job.”

My brothers chuckle, coughing slightly to disguise it but I fucking hear it loud and clear.

“Not happening and he knows it. I taught him everything he knows, Mads. I can fix your car, but it might take a few days. We are loaded up right now.”

She frowns, looking at her car. Biting her lip, my cock twitches liking the movement.

“Okay.” She finally looks to me.

Our gazes connect and I swear to all that is a holy Harley Davidson bike, sparks fucking fly.

I inch closer, forgetting about my brothers standing close by.

“I can give you a ride wherever you need to go.”

“I bet he would.”

Not bothering to look over my shoulder I call out,

“I suggest you fucking run, boy,” keeping my eyes solely on the hot woman standing in front of me. With her harsh breathing, dilated eyes, and rosy cheeks, she makes my cock longer in my pants.

Heavy footsteps fade away as they leave.

Thank fuck.

I can see that she is feeling this thing between us; there is no doubt with how her hot little body is responding to me and I have not even touched her yet.

“Ignore them. Do you need a ride, since your car will have to stay here?”

Shaking her head, she speaks. “No, I can call Darian to come and can get me,” she says, sending a text from her phone.

Her eyes widen as she looks to my right, causing me to look over my shoulder. My three fur babies come trotting toward us, Charm taking up the front because I am speaking to another female. She is a possessive dog, that’s for sure.

“They are beautiful. Scary but beautiful. Are they yours?” she asks, still on the spot but offers the back of her hand to my three dogs. They sniff her, Ares licks her hand making her giggle, another shot to my balls.

“They are. These two are Ares and Zeus and this darling girl, my protector, is Charm. All three have full training in combat and protection,” I state proudly.

Hey, it cost a small fortune to get them all training.

“Place,” I state firmly, and they all sit, looking at me for further instruction.

“Wow.” Her voice and face show her shock but awe at the same time.

Inching closer, I wrap my arm around her waist, pulling her to me, using my fingers to raise her chin up so I can see her eyes, while she is stunned at my dogs’ reactions.

“Why haven’t you texted?” I ask, lowering the tone of my voice.

Reaching up to brush some hair off her cheek, trailing my thumb over her delicate skin. She shivers at the tiny connection, making my lips twitch.

She lets out a small gasp, before pulling from my hold and I fucking hate it.

Keeping a look of indifference on my face, she scowls at me.

“I have been busy.”

“Okay, it takes seconds to send a text.” I cross my arms, knowing that women fucking love arm porn then add in the leather cut, and the biker look, they are like puddles of mush.

She shrugs looking anywhere but at me. “Like I said, I have been busy. I do have a business to run, ya know,” she splutters.

“Oh, I know, baby but I really want to take you on a date.” Her skin flushes beet-red, slipping from her cheeks down her neck and chest, making me grin with satisfaction.

“I, um. Can’t. It is… Shit. I can’t,” she stammers.

A chuckle slips from me, making her scowl at me, which just makes me laugh harder. She is fucking cute riled up.

A car honks its horn and she sighs in relief.

“Let me know about my car,” she rushes out before running toward the waiting car. Her little black skirt is kicking up, giving me glimpses of her sexy as fuck ass cheeks.

An ass that I plan to get my hands on.