Fat Louise (Biker Bitches 2)

“You change your mind?”

“Not exactly. I don’t even know if he is my boyfriend anymore. I was mad and threw something at him today, so I’m pretty sure he’s mad at me now.” Fat Louise stared at the crowded dance floor, unable to meet his eyes.

“Speaking from a man’s point of view, I’d say he was over it by now. Besides, I bet he was more mad that you left before he could talk to you.”

“That’s a failing of mine. I run away before I can be pushed away. The only time I’m brave is when I have my friends with me.”

“That’s not true. I heard what went down in Mexico. Seems to me, you took pretty good care of yourself then.”

Fat Louise shook her head. “When I thought my sister had something I wanted, I ran instead of fighting for it. When Demie made a play for my man, I stood back and watched it happen. I ran like I always do and pretended I didn’t want it, anyway. Do you think, if I had told him I cared about him, he wouldn’t have cheated on me?”

Traveler stared her straight in the eyes. “Probably not. A man has his pride, though, especially if she mouths off in front of everyone that the night that changed his life was nothing but a one night stand to her.”

“He was all over Demie before I made that comment,” Fat Louise snapped.

“Maybe it was a lame assed attempt to make you jealous. It wasn’t smart, and it sure as shit backfired on him. I know, if that happened to me, I would regret that I didn’t play it smarter.” Traveler shrugged. “I’m not one to give advice. I don’t actually have a lot of experience with relationships. I’ve only been in love once in my life.”

“For real?”

Traveler’s lips twitched. “Yep, she’s special. We just moved in together, and I plan to marry her if she’ll ever get around to making up her mind.”

“It might take a long time,” Fat Louise warned.

Traveler shrugged. “I have plenty of time, and she’s worth the wait.”

“She is?” Fat Louise’s voice became choked with tears.

“Yes, she is.”

“Even Sex Piston wasn’t Stud’s first love. He was married twice before her.”

“You always compare men to Stud?” Traveler’s shot her an angry glare.

“Women always use other men to pick out the characteristics they think are perfect so they’ll know what to look for when choosing a man for themselves. Stud has a lot of good qualities: he’s a good father, he’s loyal, and he love’s Sex Piston.” Jane didn’t try to keep her admiration of Stud out of her voice. Watching him and his relationship with his children had made her realize that not all fathers picked favorites.

“I’m not perfect, but I plan on being a great father. I will always remain loyal to my future wife, and I love Jane.”

“I’m not perfect, either. And I love you, too.” Jane’s arm circled his neck, pulling his head down for a tender kiss.

Cade’s arm went around her, tightening until she was crushed against him. His tongue parted her lips before he thrust it into her mouth, turning the kiss from tender to passionate in a heartbeat.

Jane tilted her head back, breaking the kiss. “I don’t want to have revenge sex anymore.” She had lost that desire when Cade had admitted she was his first love.

“How about make-up sex, then? I’ve heard that can be pretty good.” Cade brought her mouth back to his as he lifted her off her feet, walking with her towards the back of the clubhouse.

Cade reached out to open the door, backing her into the darkened bedroom. He closed the door behind him with a kick of his booted foot before flicking the light switch on.

Jane giggled. “Who’s going to say sorry first?”

“I will.” Cade took off his boots then unzipped his jeans, pulling them off.

“I’ll go next.” Jane had to sit down on the bed to pull off her boots. She then stood to shimmy the tight leather pants down her thighs.

Cade gave a low whistle of appreciation. “I like the way you apologize.” Jane hadn’t worn any underwear, and her cleanly shaved pussy gleamed in the soft light.

Cade tore off his T-shirt, stepping forward with a predatory grin. Jane wanted to play longer by teasing him with taking off her T-shirt slowly, but Cade wasn’t in the mood for games any longer. His hand reached out, pushing her down to the bed before covering her with his body. Jane’s excitement grew when his hands went to her thighs, parting them with a slight adjustment of his hips. A hard thrust had a strangled scream of pleasure tearing from her throat.

“Damn, I like the way you apologize.” Jane’s hand went to Cade’s shoulders as he began to rhythmically fuck her.