My Five Forbidden Bikers

It can't be tonight again because I don’t need this shit tonight.What started out as a slow afternoon was quickly turning into a wild night at The Peccato.In just six hours, I have already yelled for the bouncers to break up three bar fights between drunken men fighting over purely senseless shit. I was losing my damn mind and voice.Unlike most evenings when I work through the chaos with polished grace, tonight’s serving of ridiculous crap was working my patience in a royal way.Thanks to the current state of my personal life I didn’t have the tolerance to deal with the bull that came with my bartending gig.Luckily though, I knew how to use the pistol stashed below the counter.Special announcement dicks, I’m not afraid to pull the bitch out.A low-key evening to help me get away from all the bullshit happening at home was all I asked and that’s what everyone was going to give me, whether they liked it or not.I’d worked at The Peccato for a little over three years. It was the only

Did you know Steele started closing the bar on Saturday and Monday?”“Jane, I haven’t had coffee yet and I can barely hold this damn cellphone up against my ear,” I said, groaning.“When did he start doing that?” Jane asked.“Uh, it’s been a few weeks. Why?” I asked.“How the hell did I not know this?” she asked.“I honestly don’t know.”“Why didn’t you tell me the bar was closed when I told you I thought, I worked today?”“Because we were swamped, and my mother was acting like a drunk.”“Your mother is a drunk maniac.”Yes and we’re now closed Saturday and Sunday. Though I think Steele rents out the place sometimes Monday nights. Maybe that’s why you thought you were working?” I asked.“Maybe, I don’t fucking know. All I know is the bar’s closed and I don’t have shit to do, do you want to get lunch?” she asked.“What time is it?”“Three.”“In the afternoon?” I asked.“It’s light outside, so I’m assuming so.”“I can hear that fucking smirk,” I said.“I love you when you haven’t had cof

Even as I stood behind the bar serving drinks, I couldn’t get my mind off the warehouse. Jane and I had gone to see it the day before, and it had been better than the pictures we thought it to be.There was plenty of space and with rooms on the inside already divided by walls.The loft upstairs spanned the entire length and width of the building, which gave me over three thousand square feet of space to set up a new home for myself.I could see everything as I walked into that place the themed rooms with different sets of outfits, a room where Jane and I could work on fixing up other people’s items, a shoe room, and a boot room.We could set up a denim room and a leather room, and another room for women’s nightgowns and extras to spice up their hookups and shit.It just made me both thrilled and impatient for this new venture ahead and putting an offer in on the place meant I was one step closer to my dream.We told the realtor of offer we wanted to put on the place ten thousand below

Mike lips were on my neck in a heartbeat while Luca and Matteo undressed me. Even though Matteo was the oldest, Mike was definitely the ringleader. I was naked before Mike could get his lips wrapped around my nipple, and my knees crumpled underneath me. “Such a beautiful girl,” Mike said into my skin.Mike carried me to the bed before his lips made their way to mine, they were soft and gentle. Commanding, but in a delicate way. I knew who was in charge as Mike hands spread my legs, and soon Matteo fingers were massaging my tits.Luca hand slipped up my leg and parted my dripping folds. “You’re so fucking wet for us,” Luca said. “I wonder what you feel like.”I moaned into Mike mouth, my hands threading through his hair as Lucas began to finger me. He slid one long, dexterous digit in as my legs trembled, then quickly entered another one to stretch me. “So tight,” Lucas said.Matteo fingers pinched and pulled my nipples, caressing them to pert little peaks. I could hear zippers coming

The twins watched as the bouncer dragged the guy in the red leather jacket out the door. People were calling out all sorts of drinks for me to make, and I was thankful for the distraction. I was turning them out as fast as I could go as sweat beads gathered at the base of my neck.The bartender that was supposed to work alongside me that night didn't show, so I was drenched in sweat by the time one in the morning rolled around. I tried to get my manager to call in Jane so I could have some help, but part of me was glad he didn't. Being the only bartender meant I got one hundred percent of the tips and with being so close to having my own place to move into, I was going to need all the money I could get to furnish it.“The two of you are much quieter than your brothers,” I said. “Hard to get a word in edgewise with those three,” Nico said.“Well, would the two of you like another drink?” I asked. “What do you recommend?” Michael asked.“I make a kick-ass but, I’ll warn you, it’s fuckin