Biker's Baby Girl(22)

By the time the sun was going down and we’d been back in the office for a few hours with her reading, and me pretending to work, while daydreaming about the many different positions I couldn’t wait to take her in, she was over this afternoon’s little blip altogether.





Chapter 13


Creed





That night there was no question of where she was gonna sleep. Her birthday was in two days and I had a shit load of stuff for her, but there was no party planned. I wasn’t ready to share her yet.

I knew there was no way I was gonna have the kind of patience it would take to live through that shit knowing what was awaiting me at the end of the night any damn way.

After I’d fed her and put her to bed we’d slept with my fingers in her pussy while she slept sprawled on her back after I’d eaten her sweet cunt to orgasm.

It was the hardest fucking thing to wake up the next morning and not fuck right away. My dick woke up looking for the pussy. I rolled out the bed mad as fuck at myself but at least there was only one more day to go.

All the day before her big day I walked around with my dick hard as fuck. I couldn’t concentrate on shit all day so I rode out with her on the back of my ride. Big fucking mistake. Her body pressed into mine only took my mind to places better left untouched.

We spent the evening at the local fair grounds of all places. I guess that was as close to a party as she was gonna get since the whole crew thought their ass was invited and tagged along.

I’d finally introduced her all around and she seemed comfortable enough in the company of the big louts so I was able to rest easy on that score. She’d only met the wives and official girlfriends and when she looked at some of the sheep that were milling around I did my best to explain that shit to her without getting too in depth with it. She’ll learn soon enough no use in piling it on.

I’m pretty sure that everyone within a ten-mile radius saw the dance between the two of us. We were practically joined at the hip, and if I wasn’t touching her, which was a rarity, she was hanging on to some part of me.

I stayed on her ass all night, literally. There was barely two inches of space between us at any given time the whole time we were there. “You having fun babygirl?” Her eyes were bright as she moved from one display to the next.

It was such an innocent reaction for someone her age that it reminded me of the shit that I had left her to. That shit pissed me off all over again and it was only because I didn’t want to spoil it for her that I kept a cool face on.

“This is so much fun Creed, and you say they’re here all the time?” She was working her way through a jumbo spool of cotton candy. I had to keep an eye on her, make sure she didn’t make herself sick with all the junk she’d talked me into getting her.

“Yeah baby you can come here as often as you’d like.” I probably just signed myself up for a shitload of fuckery seeing as I hated this happy shit like poison, but for that look on her face I’d do pretty much anything.

I wasn’t blind to the fact that in the last couple of days there’d been a kind of pattern forming between us. She’s been running circles around my ass since I got her home.

I think I was overcompensating for the shit her bitch of an aunt had put her through by letting her do whatever the fuck she wanted, but I also knew that shit could be dangerous in more ways than one.

“No baby you’re not getting on there.” Now this fair is about as old as Methuselah’s nuts give or take a couple years. I brought her for the sights and sounds but there was never any intent to let her get on the fucks.

Now she was dragging me off to what they call a rollercoaster. I could see from the ground that the tracks were missing a few slats and shit and the fuck sounded like a bucket of bolts that was about to fall the fuck apart. I don’t know if it was the sugar, the sun, the atmosphere or what the fuck, but my girl kinda lost her damn mind.

“Fine I’ll just go by myself then.” That cute pout wasn’t so cute any more, especially not when the five nosy fucks that were on me like Wolverine on Sabretooth’s ass were all fucking ears. I tried glaring the fucks away but they didn’t even bat a lash.

They were bent out of shape because I’d had to share a little of what was going on with them and then leashed them. Not necessarily what had prompted me to get her a few days early, but the fact that Sal’s people might be seeking retribution at some point.

They seem to forget that I had served in some of the world’s shittiest hellholes for the better part of my life, but then again according to Max, my sharpshooting skills didn’t mean fuck up close and personal.

If I didn’t know better I’d think he was calling me a punk but I let that shit slide because my mind was on the pussy. I could deal with his insubordinate ass later. But this shit was a fucking no-no.

“Jessica, come here to me.” She’d started to flounce off in the direction of the death trap that if the fucker in charge let her get on I was gonna shoot. My tone didn’t alert her but my boys got restless. Their old women were old hands at this shit and were off doing their thing. They’d wanted to take her exploring with them but no.

When she was standing in front of me looking up at me with her stubborn little ass I took my time and tried to remember that she was enjoying her first taste of freedom.

“One, don’t ever walk away from me when I’m talking to you, and two, if I say no, then it’s no. There’s no debating, no arguing, you tow the line. It can mean the difference between life and death, you understand me?”

She didn’t look like she understood shit and I wondered why the fuck she had to save this shit for me. “Why can’t I go? The others are going.” She turned to look at the other women as they lined up. I glared at my boys who were too fucking pussy whipped to deny their women anything.

The fuckers shrugged their shoulders and pretended interest in one of the brain dead games they had here where you had to throw a ring around a bottle to win a prize. The fuck.

“Why don’t I win you a bear baby wouldn’t you like that?” she shook her head at me looking like twelve with big open eyes and a pout. Fuck this shit. I heard the snickers when I took her hand and went to join the line to get the damn tickets for the fuckery.

“Go on ahead babe I’m right behind you.” I waited until she took her happy ass on ahead in the line looking like she’d won the lottery or some fuck. How can I deny her that kind of joy?

“Hey you, asshole, if anything happens to her on here I will skin you alive in front of all these people and feed your ass to that bear you got over there doing fucking tricks.” The fucker looked at the contraption that he knew was a fucking danger waiting to happen and back at me with his Adam’s’ apple working overtime.

“Sir, uh, maybe you shouldn’t…”

“Listen you fuck if you didn’t want people getting on the shit then it should be closed. Now she wants on there and it appears what she wants she fucking gets. If she gets so much as a fucking splinter it’s your ass.”

I walked off and left him to ponder that shit and if he valued his life he’d make sure this piece a shit didn’t so much as lurch. I raised a finger in the air at the disrespectful laughter that followed me as I climbed on the shit next to her. I’m gonna have to have a serious talk with her about her stubborn streak.

How did it look that my boys could tell their women no and stay on the ground, while I ended up here? I’m gonna make them pay for that shit too.

I forgot all about it when the death machine started up and she grabbed onto me in fear and excitement. I sat there like an ass trying to keep her fear away and making sure she enjoyed it when I didn’t want her on the shit in the first place.

Her nails dug into the skin of my arm, she screamed bloody murder as she buried her face in my chest, and the whole time I was plotting the demise of ticket guy and every fuck who had anything to do with this place.

I was only too happy when it stopped and we began to file off. “Can we do it again?” I looked at her in disbelief. Now mind you, I didn’t have much of a childhood so I’m pretty sure I missed a lot.

But I was also pretty sure that if something scared you to the point that you almost took the skin off another human being’s arm that that would be a clear indication that you shouldn’t be doing that shit again.

On top of that, tomorrow was the day I was getting inside her for the first time and I needed her ass whole for that. “No.”

I grabbed her arm and pulled her away while she looked back over her shoulder. She sulked for all of five minutes, that’s how long it had taken for me to win her one of the ugly ass stuffed animals they had there.

My only joy was in the fact that since I’d gone on the ride with her, the rest of the women saw it as an offense that their men hadn’t done the same and were giving them hell. Now it was my turn to laugh as I had my girl under control while their asses were being dragged to hell and back.



Dinner that night was at an out of the way Honky-Tonk. The kind of place the locals frequent and the clientele runs to bikers and out-of-towners passing through, who wanted the Western experience.

“You have to have something more than salad and chicken wings baby, how about a steak?” She looked like I asked her to eat the whole cow. I knew she wasn’t one of those tree hugger types who only ate grass and shit, but I had yet to see her eat anything substantial.