Prodigal Son(61)

“Here, baby, let me help,” I said, hoping to deflect his attention. I grabbed the bottle of lube that I kept in the nightstand, and I used it to cover his cock, working it with my hands, hoping that I’d get him closer to cumming so that he wouldn’t spend as long inside me. “Want me to suck your cock?” I asked.

“No. You can do that later tonight. Turn around, bend over, and spread your legs.”

If those words had been coming from someone else, they’d have turned me on. I loved men to be assertive in the bedroom, but when Bug ordered me around, it just made him feel weaker somehow, like his orders were trying to compensate for the fact that he had a smaller than average cock that he couldn’t even keep hard all the time.

I did what he asked, and as I spread my legs, I felt him pushing his now-slick cock into me. He pumped a few times, and I could tell that he wasn’t going to last long, thank God. I couldn’t help but compare the way Bug felt as he kept shoving himself inside me and leaving me completely unsatisfied with the way I’d felt with Luke’s huge cock inside me, filling me up and making me scream. As I thought about Luke, I started to move and I could feel my pussy start to get a little wet. I thought that I might actually have a chance at an orgasm when I felt Bug shudder as he came. He pulled out and left me there without saying a word.

When I heard the shower turn on in the bathroom, I got up, got dressed, and promised myself that I’d spend some time with my vibrator and my memories of Luke later.

“I’m heading to the store,” I called out, not caring if Bug even heard me.

I pulled my tips from the night before out of my purse and counted the stack of cash, hoping that I had enough money to get burgers, buns, and a couple of sides for everyone. I figured that I should have enough to cover it, and I headed out to the car. I couldn’t help but wonder if Luke would be coming, and it occurred to me that he might not come alone. I really hated the prospect of watching him with some club slut hanging all over him, but since I was with Bug, I figured I really had no right to complain. Someday, my life would be different.

***

“I’ll take the potato salad out. Need help with anything else?”

Sable had been a huge help, showing up early, just as I’d gotten back from the grocery store.

“No, I think that does it,” I answered, filling some bowls with chips and salsa. “Thanks so much for your help. I don’t know what I’d have done without you.”

From out back I could hear the sounds of the men laughing, firecrackers exploding, and slutty little club whores giggling. The last time I’d been outside to deliver a round of beers, fucking Bug had Angel sitting on his lap. While I was inside working to put together the last minute party that Bug had planned, he was out there with his hand on some slut’s ass. Right in front of me. I set the salsa jar down and took a deep breath, closing my eyes and trying to calm myself down.

I really shouldn’t be upset. It wasn’t like I really wanted Bug for myself, but the disrespect just got to me. I had to get it under control, though. I didn’t want to start a fight at all, much less in front of all the Sons, especially Luke.

Luke had shown up last, smelling like the expensive Ritz soap and looking like a fantasy, blond hair windblown and in need of a haircut. I’d watched him from the window as he pulled into the drive on his new bike, and I fantasized about how much I wanted to climb on the back of that bike and have him take me away from everything. The only consolation in the whole evening was that he had shown up alone.

“Hey.”

I jumped, startled to hear Luke’s voice interrupt my thoughts about him.

“Hey, yourself,” I replied, busying myself with replacing the lid on the salsa jar and topping off the chips in the bowl.

“Need a hand with anything?”

“I think I’ve got it, but thanks. Sable was a life saver.”

“Yeah,” Luke said, stepping inside the kitchen and looking out the window at the scene in the back yard. “I think I’m pretty lucky to have found my birth parents. They’re good people.”

“They sure seem happy that you’re here.”

“Yeah, I got to spend a lot of time with Joker on the Arizona run, and he’s a good man. Not perfect, but a good man.”

I looked into Luke’s eyes and remembered how much I’d enjoyed talking to him. I snuck a glance outside to make sure Bug was still out there. “Did you enjoy the run?”

“Krystal, it was amazing. So much freedom. The only thing I can think of that would make it better would be to have an awesome girl on the back of the bike with me.”