Page 11 of Snake's Fate

The women in this club run everything. We men may have our name or the club’s name attached to shit, but the girls run absolutely everything business related. Just like Mina takes care of all the rentals that are owned by the club.

On my ride back to the clubhouse, I think about Andi and the girls. I can’t believe that Hank is dead. Murdered by some asshole and apparently a kidnapper.

Andi is right about the odd disappearances happening in Chicago. The detectives there are probably overwhelmed with all the crime in that city and don’t have the resources to actively look for a few missing young girls.

The amount though is what has me puzzled and wondering if a new trafficking ring has emerged in the area since the last time I spoke with other charters in that region.

If so, it’s something that needs to be stopped as soon as possible. Trafficking is a huge business these days. Soon as one gets shut down, at least five more pop up across the country.

I’ve never understood the appeal of having slaves. That’s what it is. Modern day slavery that caters to the sickest mother fuckers in the world. It’s already getting late, I’ll make a few calls tomorrow as well as talk to Prez about it.

Walking into the clubhouse, the music is loud as all the single guys in the club start off their night with booze and women. I usually join in on the fun but since seeing Andi earlier, I feel more tired than I’ve been in a long time.

I’m just stepping into my room when a slender hand catches my arm and I turn to look at the woman smiling at me. For the life of me, I can’t remember her name although I know I’ve been balls deep into her a time or two.

She has dark hair and eyes that remind me so much of Andi. From behind you’d almost not be able to tell them apart.

Deciding a little exercise is what I need to help me fall asleep, I give her my best grin and pull her up against me, grabbing her ass until she squeals. Pulling her inside the room, I slam my door shut and push her towards the bed.

“Strip darling. Hands on the bed.” I begin rubbing my cock with my hand over my clothes as I watch her take it all off.

Once she’s facing towards the bed, she looks back at me with those dark eyes as she slowly bends over with her ass in the air. No longer looking at her face, all I see is the back of her head and a nice ass big enough to grab on to.

Shedding my own clothes quickly, I roll on a condom and grab the lube from the bedside table. I’m a big guy so I always lube up before entering any woman. I want her to feel just as good as I do and shoving my well endowed cock into a tight pussy takes some finesse.

“You ready for me baby?” I ask, stepping up behind her, gliding my cock through her folds.

“Fuck, yes!” She moans. “You’re so fucking big.” She begins to talk dirty but I’d rather she stay quiet so I pop her right ass cheek just hard enough to make it slightly red.

“Quiet!” I growl.

Rubbing my hands over her backside, I imagine she’s Andi with her pussy dripping wet and ready for me.

“I’m going to fuck you until I’m all you know. Only my name will escape those beautiful lips of yours.” I talk, steadily rubbing my cock back and forth. “It’s been too long, my sweet. I need you now.” I growl, pulling back and sliding all the way in.

My eyes roll to the back of my head. The heat of her sweet pussy surrounding my cock. Imagining her eyes, looking right at me, I begin a steady hard rhythm that has my bed moving with each thrust of my hips.

My balls begin to tighten and I know I can’t last much longer. “Fuck, Andi, come for me baby!” I growl through gritted teeth and her pussy squeezes my cock at the same moment I explode.

For several long moments, I stand there with my eyes closed, trying to catch my breath. Once my eyes open though, the illusion of Andi is gone and the emptiness inside of me is back.

Pulling out, I walk over to the trash and throw away the condom before walking back to the bed where the woman is getting dressed.

“I could stay. If you want me too.” She says with a grin that I’m no longer interested in.

While I feel bad for using her in such a way, this is exactly why these women hang around here. For the excitement of being laid by a biker.

Sure there’s always one of two that comes along hoping one of us will make an honest woman of them. They don’t understand that we care nothing about holding on to someone who’s pussy has been used by most of the guys in the club.

“Not tonight. Thank you for...you know.” I grin and she smiles back.

“No problem, Snake. You looked like you could use some distraction and well, I enjoy our little encounters.” She makes her way to the door. “Oh, by the way, I’m leaving in a few days.”

“You taking a vacation?” I ask.

“Not exactly. I’m going back home. To Texas.” Her answer surprises me.

“Really? I mean that’s great if that’s what you want.”

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