A glance at my speedometer revealed that I was pushing eighty. I knew Sax and Cole were right behind me. Even though it was still early morning the sun was beating down on us like a bitch, and we were riding against hot, dry wind. The stretch of highway we were traveling was right through the desert, tumbleweeds, dry brush, and lots of fucking dirt. Off-roads took adventurous travelers anywhere, some disappearing into the mountains, some through gorges, and a few ended up at beautiful lakesides. The hills were dotted with abandoned mines and homes.
I felt Jolene shift behind me and wondered if her ass had gone to sleep. More likely she was getting a little action on her clit. I grinned like a bastard. It was almost a given that a woman riding a bike for the first time had an orgasm. They weren't prepared for the constant vibration of the bike between their legs. When her thighs clamped tighter against me and I felt the subtle thrust of her pussy against me, I reached down to rub my dick.
Fuck. It wouldn't take much to lose my load if I let my imagination run a little wild. It had been a damned long time since I'd rubbed one off. Too fucking long since I'd had a woman in my bed. Jolene's hands unlinked and suddenly her fucking nails were biting into my abs. Holy shit, the sting felt good. Before I realized what I was doing, I snatched her hand and brought it down to cover my hard-on. I didn't have to like the woman to let her get me off. What I wouldn't have given to undo my pants enough for her to slip her hand inside. I showed her the action my dick wanted and pulled my hand away once she caught on.
I put my hand back on the handlebar. It would be a shame to have an accident and ruin a perfectly good opportunity for us both to get off and relieve some of the tension between us. Not to mention that an accident at eighty would undoubtedly kill us both. As her hand applied pressure to my dick I felt her hips moving behind me, just as Sax pulled up next to me, throwing me a knowing smirk and then shooting off ahead of me.
Fuck you, Brother, I thought.
I wasn't going to acknowledge anything. I wasn't going to deny it, either. There was nothing wrong with a man using a willing woman to get off. She was getting hers, too. I knew the second Jolene climaxed when her hand clamped down on my dick and squeezed me to fucking completion. The wind disguised my grunt, and I exploded beneath her hand, while I enjoyed the subtle gyrations of her cunt against my ass as she rode her own orgasm to completion.
Perfect timing.
I slowed to take the turn onto Demon's property. I'd have to hit the john while I was there to clean up the fucking mess in my pants. Jesus. The last time I’d come in my pants I'd been a horny teenager lusting after my high school math teacher. I sucked in a few breaths, still feeling a twitch now and again from my sensitive dick. I wondered how Jolene was feeling, and grinned.
I wondered if she thought this would change anything between us.
She was going to be disappointed if she did.
Some of the bitches that hung around the clubhouse thought that if you let them give you an orgasm it meant something, or that it was going to lead to something more. That was why I rarely messed with any of them, and especially the hang arounds. In the past I'd used Lulu for relief. She was a sweet woman, knew when to shut up, do the deed, and leave. But then I'd caught wind that she had feelings for me, and I’d stopped going to her.
Demon had a circular drive at the front of his house, and a three-car garage off to the side. Couldn't ride around back because of the pool. The fucking thing took up more than half of the back yard and was fenced in for privacy. My brothers and I came to a stop, and Raven slid off the back of Cole's bike like a pro. I could feel Jolene's hesitation, turning sideways enough to see her out of the corner of my eye. I wordlessly held my hand back for her take it and dismount. She put her small hand in mine and got off. I smirked when I felt her shaking.
The front door of the house opened, and a smiling Bobbie stepped outside. Demon had been smart to claim her as his old lady. She wasn't just a pretty face. She was a fighter and had proved that she was a survivor more than once with all of the shit that had come her way.
"I heard you guys coming," she explained in an excited tone. She didn't try to disguise the surprise in her eyes as she realized that Jolene had been on the back of my bike.
"Where's your old man?" Sax asked, sitting back on his seat while lighting up.
"He's coming," she smiled.
Either Sax or Cole snorted, but neither brother said anything. Bobbie rolled her eyes, ignoring them.
"Oh, my God, Jolene, is this your first time on a bike?"
The concern in Bobbie's voice caused me to cut my eyes to the woman standing next to my bike as I climbed off.
An embarrassed laugh escaped Jolene. "Can you tell?" She was holding out her leg and looking down at it.
My gaze traveled down and narrowed on the small burn mark left behind from the exhaust pipes. Fuck. I should have warned her about the pipes. I pressed my mouth, pissed that I'd let my aversion to having her on my bike get to me.
"Honey, that must hurt like a bitch!" Raven gasped with rounded eyes.
Jolene laughed it off. "It stung for a second, but it didn't take away from the enjoyment of my first ride."
Her eyes flickered to me but darted away just as fast. "If someone would have warned me about the hot pipes, I would have known to keep my legs away from them. Guess LD was just too eager to get off."
What.
The.
Fuck.
I didn't let her innocent tone fool me, meeting the amusement in her beautiful eyes. Suddenly all eyes were on me, and I didn't like it. Sax and Cole looked on with knowing smirks. Bobbie and Raven's expressions reflected round-eyed confusion. Did Jolene think she was cute, putting me on the spot like that? I unclenched my back teeth, but kept my glare directly on her. "I wasn't the only one who got off."
A gasp from Raven revealed that she finally understood what we were talking about, and the implication of my statement. Bobbie's soon followed. The rose in Jolene's cheeks turned brighter. My brother's snorts showed that they were surprised that I'd even acknowledged Jolene's comment. It didn't take long for her eyes to slide away from me. I didn't give a fuck if anyone knew that I'd just got off on my bike, but most women, with the exception of the club bitches, liked to keep that kind of shit to themselves.
A vehicle coming up the drive broke the uncomfortable silence, and everyone turned to see JoJo's black SUV approaching. She was close enough for us to see that the other old ladies, Annie and Ellie, were with her, as well as Annabelle. The women were good about including Demon's sister in their activities, and they were all as close as real sisters could be. I couldn't see them, but I knew that Samuel and Izzy were in the back. Their car seats were there.
"Great, the others are here," Bobbie gushed, moving toward the vehicle as it came to a stop. "They'll need help with the kids and their stuff." Raven and Jolene were close behind her.
"That was dirty, brother," Cole reprimanded me once the women were out of earshot. "She's not a club bitch."
I met his eyes and shrugged, because I didn't give a fuck.
"I didn't know you liked Jolene," Sax quipped, and there was something in his tone that I didn't like. The look in his eyes revealed that he was fishing.
"Don't have to like a woman, Brother."