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Chapter Sixteen
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Sophia “What’s up with your miserable face?” asks Harlow, placing a drink in front of me. I’d practised a bit more behind the bar after Jax left with Candy, but then Creep told me to chill for the rest of the night. I think my miserable face was putting the guys off. “I had sex today,” I say, unable to keep from sounding so glum about it. Harlow gasps in surprise. “With Jax,” I add. Her eyes widen and she leans closer. “I thought he scared the shit outta you?” she hisses. “Well he does, but things just happened really quick. Anyway, he instantly regretted it and basically told me to keep it quiet,” I say miserably. “He’s ashamed.” She rolls her eyes. “What did you expect? A lifelong commitment from the president of the Dark Souls? Take it as a win, Sophia, he’s hot, you’re both single and it’s a bit of fun. God knows you need it in your life after everything.” “You didn’t see the way he looked at me. I’ve never felt so . . . used.” I shudder as I picture Jax’s eyes and the look
Jax - Saved by the Biker President Chapter Sixteen
I stare after her, watching through the window in the door, as she walks across the clubhouse to the bar. Tank is seated there and he turns as she approaches. He’s assessing her, occasionally glancing at the office like he’s expecting me to run out after her. Maybe he’s worked out what we just did. I groan, hating that I’ve screwed him over. I grab the keys to my bike and pull on my leather kutte. I need to get out of here and clear my head. I feel Sophia’s eyes follow me as I sweep through the club house and then I hear Candy’s heels click after me. “Jax, Jax,” she shouts, until I stop and turn to face her. “Fancy company?” I glance at Sophia who’s watching the exchange between us. An ache builds in my chest at what I’m about to do. I give a slight nod, then force myself to hold out my hand until she takes it with a huge grin on her face. Sophia turns her back, busying herself behind the bar, and I lead Candy out to my bike. I don’t want company. I don’t want to be around anoth
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We stare at each other for a few seconds, I weigh up the need ripping through me with knowing that Tank wants this girl as much as me. But then her hands begin to untie the knot in her shirt and all I can do is watch helplessly. She pulls it open and the black lace bra taunts me. There’s just enough gap in the material to show the outline of her nipples. “Your turn,” she whispers and I drag my eyes from her breasts to her flushed cheeks. I know I shouldn’t. But I reach for the hem of my t-shirt and rip it over my head before I can change my mind. Her eyes rake over my torso, taking in the tattoo’s that cover every inch of skin. She lifts her hand and it hovers over my toned abs, almost like she’s unsure if she should touch me. I step closer, giving her no choice and she inhales sharply before running her fingers over my skin. She brings her eyes back to mine as her hand flutters down towards the button of my jeans. She pops it open effortlessly, giving me the green light. Our mouth
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It’s getting late, I have a shit tonne of paperwork to plough through but the raucous laughter coming from the clubhouse keeps dragging my attention away from business. I throw my pen down and rub my forehead in frustration, maybe I should just go and seewhat’s going on out there and get back to this shit later on when the place is quieter. I throw my pen down and head out to the main room. There’s a crowd of my men at the bar. They’re cheering loudly and I head over to see what all the fuss is about. I’m astounded by the sight before me. Sophia is laid out on the bar whilst a few of the guys do body shots from her stomach. Her shirt is tied into a knot above her pierced navel, and her arms are laid out above her head in a teasing pose. I look around, hoping Tank is witnessing this shit and feels just as pissed about it as me. But when I scan the room, I spot him sitting over the other side talking to Ryker. I head over with my blood pumping, rushing through my veins, ready to burs
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When I get back out to the bar, Ryker is still seated there and Harlow as now arrived. “Hey sweetie,” I say giving her a quick hug, it’s great to see a friendly face. “Hey,” she mutters, “Are they treating you good?” I notice she looks sad. I give a nod, “So far, I have zero complaints. My room is nice, I can get food when I want, and I’m surrounded by eye candy.” I add a small laugh to show I’m kidding but she doesn’t return it. “I want an answer, Harlow,” grumbles Ryker, glaring in her direction. “The answer is no,” she snaps. “I let you see her, didn’t I?” he growls. “But she can’t leave yet, when you let her leave, I might change my mind,” she snaps, taking a seat at the bar. He mutters something under his breath about women being a pain in his arse, and then he stomps off to Jax’s office. I lean over the bar, “Wow what were you saying no to?” “He asked me for sex,” My eyes go wide in shock and Harlow nods as if confirming my need to question that statement. “Wow, not
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An hour later and I realise just how hard it can be. I’ve messed up a few pints, but practise makes perfect as Creep keeps telling me. He laughs at my failed attempt number six and pours it down the sink. “Ryker, what can I get you?” asks Creep in a cheery tone as Ryker takes a seat at the bar. “Usual,” mutters Ryker. Creep sets about showing me Ryker’s usual, which is easy, a whisky neat. I place it on the bar and Ryker looks up. “Does Pres know you’re behind the bar?” I shrug, “I was bored, I don’t want paying or anything.” There’s a commotion coming from Jax’s office and we all look in that direction as the door swings open and a woman stomps out, followed by Jax. “I asked you and you turned me away for fucking Bea, I’m sick of it Jax,” she screams. “Someone get in here and clean this fucking mess up,” yells Jax. Creep shoves a sweeping brush and dustpan in my hands, and I glare at him, “Me?” He nods, gently pushing me in the direction of Jax’s office. Great, now I’m the sl
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