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laughed out loud. She could say no all she
wanted, but her soft, welcoming body was screaming yes. For now,
though, I wouldn’t force the issue. I’d let her have her small
victory until a better time presented itself. I didn’t want to rush
our first time, as I knew that licking, kissing, and nibbling every
fucking curvy inch of her luscious body was worth the wait.
    Besides, the club’s needs came before my
needs. It always had and always would.
    I pulled back far enough to meet her eyes,
which looked cloudy with arousal. “Time to go, sweetheart. You’re
going to be working behind the bar. What you don’t know, Ty will
teach you.” I pushed myself away from her body and got to my feet.
She took my hand and I pulled her off the bed.
    “Is that what I’ll be doing while I’m
here?”
    “Among other things,” I replied, noticing the
slight trembling of her bottom lip, which was still swollen from my
nibbling. “You’ll do what needs to be done. Right now Ty needs help
behind the bar.” I tucked a strand of hair behind her ear. “You
ready?”
    She nodded, and I reached for her hand. When
we entered the bar I wasn’t surprised to see that it was fucking
packed with some of the same faces I saw most weekends. I saw a lot
of leather, but most of them were fucking wannabes hoping to get
noticed. Sometimes it worked and we made one into a prospect, but
it didn’t happen overnight. We watched them closely, observing how
they interacted with others, how they handled themselves in staged
confrontations, and how well they fought when fights broke out.
    The serious wannabes came every night of
every weekend, and several times during the week. Friendships were
gradually formed with the brothers, trust came in time, and then
they were mentored. If someone couldn’t get a brother to vouch for
them then they didn’t stand a shot in hell of becoming a member.
The women went through a process too, mostly on their backs with
their legs spread.
    As we made our way toward the bar I responded
to several loud greetings from friends of the club who were more
than just regulars out for a fucking good time. Ty was behind the
bar, hopping around like a fucking bunny, trying to fill orders,
keep glasses full and everyone happy. Three of the four stripper
poles had a naked sweetbutt on them, doing their thing, and several
of my brothers were getting lucky with some of the college girls
who only came around on the weekends. College girls were fucking
wild.
    “Got you some help, Ty.” I opened the side
door and ushered Rachel in. “Rachel will be around to fill in where
we need her for a while.”
    Ty’s face lit up like a Christmas tree. “I
hope you can handle fast and non-stop,” he joked, shaking her
hand.
    “I was a bartender at my last job,” Rachel
smiled.
    “Fuck, I love her all ready,” he grinned,
shooting me an appreciative glance.
    “We got lucky.” I caught Rachel’s gaze.
    She just shrugged, the smile never leaving
her face. “You never asked.”
    “Hey! A little service over here!” someone at
the far end hollered.
    “I’ll get that.” Rachel said, rushing off
with a sexy bounce to her ass.
    I could watch her ass all night, I
thought to myself. Fuck. She was going to be trouble. Ty reached
for my usual bottle of whiskey and a shot glass, and set them on
the bar in front of me. I grabbed them with one hand and turned to
walk to my usual booth in the corner. It was empty. It was always
empty, because everyone knew it was my spot. The minute I sat down
Rita walked over.
    “Want some company, honey?”
    Fuck, no. I just wanted to sit back, drink,
and watch Rachel serve drinks and make nice with the men at the
bar. Her smile seemed natural, like she wasn’t just putting on a
show for the patrons. Her movements were fluid and sure, and it was
obvious that she knew what she was doing. In just a few minutes she
and Ty had worked out a system that made it look like they’d worked
together for