The image of her bare ass begging for me flashed across my mind. My cock hardened in my pants and I knew I'd need to jerk off when I got back to the clubhouse. That woman was fucking crazy hot with her big tits and tight pussy. But my rule to never fuck the same girl twice was in effect now. Fuck and forget. Emily White was old news. Time to find my next conquest.
Claire pulled the barely running Cadillac into the parking lot of the clubhouse. Claire put her hand on my arm before I stepped out of the car. “I know this is none of my business but I think that Sheriff has a target on your back. You need to be careful how close you get.”
How could she know? She probably didn't, Claire was always looking out for us. Mason was a complete idiot for losing her. “Don't worry, I can handle her.” I said it with confidence but I wasn't even sure myself.
Everyone cheered as Claire and I walked in. I didn't know what the big deal was? I was only gone for two days in a shitty jail. It definitely wasn't prison. The entire MC was there and more. Jimi Hendrix's “Along the Watchtower” was playing through the speakers. A long banner hung across the room that said: Welcome Back. Probably Claire's doing. Big Mike picked me off the ground and swung me around like a rag doll. Slade slapped me on the back and handed me a cold beer.
Tanner embraced me. “Good to have you fucking back, Prez.”
“Glad to be out of that piss-stained cell.”
“Go relax then. We have a couple pieces of ass upstairs waiting for you.” Tanner elbowed me in the side.
My cock burrowing deep into Emily White was drilled into my head. Why couldn't I get that bitch out of my skull? Maybe fucking something new would reboot my system? “I'll get to the girls but first, you need to bring me up-to-date.”
Tanner and I walked into the meeting room and closed the door which only blocked a portion of the loud party. I sat down at the head of the table and Tanner sat to my right. “Tell me everything I missed.”
“I didn't want to worry you while you were in jail but things aren't going too well. One of our supply houses were hit. One prospect was shot in the leg and another had his hand cut off.”
“Holy fuck. You should have come down to the jail and told me about this. Who were the bastards that did it?” My plan was falling apart right before my eyes. Being the President wasn't all it was cracked up to be.
Tanner grit his teeth. “It was the Mexicans.”
I slammed my fist onto the table and restrained myself. “Aren't the Blacks taking care of them?”
“They're trying but they just don't have the manpower. The Death Merchants have enough guys to fend off the Blacks and come after us.”
“Fuck. We need to beef up security at our other supply houses.”
“Already done, Boss. But the Mexicans are fucking vengeful pricks.”
“Well I knew they weren't going to be happy with us killing their leader but I thought the Blacks would take them out or distract them long enough for them to forget about us.”
Tanner folded his hands. “So what's are next move?”
I ran my fingers through my hair. “I'm not sure, Tanner. This isn't working out as I planned it. Maybe we need to get the Sheriff involved.”
“You mean the fucking whore who locked you up in jail?”
My hand flexed into a fist and I had to stop myself from popping Tanner in the jaw. “We give her some solid info about The Death Merchants and put the heat on them. They won't be able to wage war with two MC's and the cops at the same time.”
Tanner cocked his head to the side. “You really think this Sheriff can be trusted? Isn't she still trying to pin the murder of Garcia on you?”
“The Sheriff has nothing on me. She only wants to prevent more killings. If we have the cops and the Blacks on our side, the Mexicans will have to leave us alone.”
Tanner looked uneasy. “Sounds like a messy plan, Prez, but I don't have anything better.”
“I'll talk with the Sheriff tomorrow. Convince her that we're the better of two evils.” The thought of seeing Emily again made my heart jump. How could she affect me like this? Something must really be fucking wrong with me.
I left Tanner in the meeting room and walked through the crowd of people welcoming me back. I went to the guest room upstairs and opened the door to find two naked blondes laying on the bed. Their legs were entangled with each others and they were making out. I watched for a moment as they felt up their big fake tits. My dick was screaming at me to fuck these sluts and cover them with come. Get all that pent-up frustration out.
But I didn't have time for fucking. I had to figure out a new plan to take down the Mexicans with the help of the Sheriff. No matter how much my cock wanted to pound that pussy, there were bigger things to deal with.