14. Chapter 14

Chapter fourteen

Maverick

F ive days Later

Maverick leaned back on the barstool he was occupying and watched the party in full swing. Lately, the club hadn't been throwing their usual shindigs, but tonight was a very special celebration. Bear's dad, Mia's husband, was now free after doing a twenty-five-year stint. Raymond "Beast" Phillips was sitting in a leather chair, his old lady and wife, Mia, on his lap as he chatted with the older members of the club. Some members even came from out-of-town chapters to welcome their brother back.

Maverick was happy to see the man where he belonged, but he couldn't wait for the day he could have his brother, Dragon, and TT home as well. Soon. In the meantime, he would enjoy the festivities, because there was no telling when they'd have another opportunity to party the way Lords were accustomed. The music was playing, but not too loud, and one of the prospects was on surveillance duty .

He scanned the club looking for the next chick who was going to be wetting his dick soon. Unfortunately, he spotted a certain chick coming his way. The look on her face meant she had him in her sights. Maverick groaned, because this chick was nothing but trouble and forbidden. She was also someone who he had to bat away on several occasions.

He sighed and took a swig of his drink just as she stepped up.

"Hi, Maverick," Enola "Bear's Untouchable Baby Sister" Whitaker, said with a wide smile.

Maverick played it cool. "What's up, Lala," he said, using her nickname she had since infancy. A princess of the Lords and she knew what privileges she had.

She sidled up to him even closer, taking his drink from his hand, but before she could place it to her lips, Maverick took it back. "Oh, come on," she whined in a sweet feminine voice.

"You're not old enough to drink."

"Like bikers care about that law. I bet you were drinking when you were even younger than me," she said.

True. Maverick smirked. "Yeah, you got me there. But you won't be drinking my booze."

"Fine." Her eyes looked him up and down, a Prince of the Lords like her brother. Someone born into the club and so fucking sexy. She could see why Maverick was on every hang-around's wish list. "So, when are you and I going to get together?"

Maverick took another sip of his drink, cleared his throat, then answered, "Never."

"Oh, come on. I'm old enough to fuck."

Maverick's eyes widened a little, hearing her speak so boldly to him. He looked at her now. "Did you just say that to me?"

She bit her bottom lip and nodded. "I know I'm your type. In fact, I'm better than your type. My tits are real."

"You're also jailbait." Maverick couldn't believe how fearless she was. He was eight years older than she was, but he remembered playing with her when she was in diapers.

"Baby, please, I'll be eighteen next month. Hardly anything to worry about," Enola countered.

"You're Bear's baby sis. Do you honestly think I want to incur his wrath by messing with you?" Maverick asked.

Enola smacked her lips and rolled her eyes. "He doesn't control who I get to be with."

Maverick chuckled because Enola was a little firecracker, that was for sure. She and Bear had the same mother, but different fathers after Mia had an affair a few years after Raymond went to prison. Twenty-five years was a long time to wait, he supposed. Anyway, Beast forgave his wife and accepted Enola as his stepdaughter. Her real dad wasn't club, but he was supportive. Not like the club would have allowed him to be a deadbeat otherwise.

Maverick shook his head now. "Enola, little girl, go find a boy to play with." He took another sip of his drink.

Enola frowned. "I'm not a little girl and my pussy is tighter than these other bitches in here."

The liquor went down the wrong way as Maverick choked after hearing her retort. He coughed, eyes watering as he fought to clear his airway from the burning booze. "Jesus... Christ," he said between coughs. He should be used to women saying all kinds of shit to him. Wait, he was. And normally, he'd have her bent over the pool table, his cock balls deep in the pussy she boasted about. But Enola wasn't fair game.

"Come on, Maverick, I know I'm hot," Enola said .

Yes, she was. Hotter than Summer afternoons in Texas, but damn, was she trouble. He looked around the club and found her brother. "Bear!" he yelled over the music. He yelled again, finally getting the man's attention. "Come get your fucking sister."

"Oh my God, he is not my fucking gatekeeper," Enola fussed, slapping Maverick's muscular pec. "Ooohh," she purred after seeing how well-built the man was.

Bear stormed over to them, grabbing his sister's arm and dragging her off to have a conversation. Maverick cleared his throat once more as he shook his head.

"Lala trying to get you killed?" Ace teased his little brother as he approached him.

"That girl is relentless," Maverick said. He turned to face Ahiga, who was passing Ace a cold one. "Another," he said, tapping the rim of his glass.

"Bear can't control her," Ace said, then took a swig.

"Nope. That's why he's controlling us," Maverick joked, then swallowed some of his refreshed drink.

Ace laughed, then gazed out at the crowd mingling, dancing, playing pool, and just having a great time. Sure, as always, there was some fucking going on, just everyone having a great time.

"Oh shit, she better back the fuck off before Gina sees her," Maverick said as he observed a woman flirting with Shotgun who was shooting a game of pool with Cowboy. The man was on break for the time being before he'd have to get back to his prospect duties.

Ace half scoffed, half snorted. "If she knows what's good for her, she will keep her hands off another woman's man."

Maverick nodded. "The man's rich and a fucking doctor, you know hang-arounds are gonna try. Not every Lord is loyal to their Old Lady or Boy." He shrugged. "Is what it is. "

Both brothers watched as Roman "Shotgun" Alexander politely rejected the woman's advances and tried to walk away, but the chick followed. She rubbed her hand over the leather of his prospect cut and before Shotgun to take action, Gina came up behind the chick, snatching her by the hair.

"What the fuck!" the woman belted out, a snarl of shock on her pretty face.

"Bitch, put your hands on my man one more time and I'll cut you every which was but loose, do you understand me?" Gina asked the woman's whose hair she had in an iron grip.

"Yeah… ow! Let me go," the woman said.

"Ask me nicely," Gina snapped.

"Please," she said, her neck and back bent at an odd angle due to Gina's grip.

Gina shoved the woman away, watching her stumble a little before catching her footing in her six-inch heels. "Take your soggy cunt over to one of these other men."

The woman smacked her ruby red lips, but didn't put up any more resistance before walking off toward Bull, who chuckled as she approached him. He held his arm out to her and she sat on his lap.

Maverick watched as Gina kissed her husband and he slapped her ass. He smiled at them and took a swig of his drink.

"That went how I'd expected," Ace said.

Maverick laughed and chatted with his brother.

"It's a party!" yelled an exhilarated voice a few minutes later, which caught a lot of people's attention. Both Ace and Maverick turned to see Richie running through the club naked. The huge smile on his face let them know that he wasn't all there.

"What the fuck?" Maverick asked with a laugh.

"He must be high as the clouds," Ace said .

They watched as Richie climbed on top of the pool table and began dancing to the music, his cock hard, balls jiggling.

"Fuck me... I want some diiiiick. Draaaagooon, baby, where aaarrrrre you?" Richie sang along with the rhythm of the music. His eyes were glazed over and unfocused as he danced erratically.

"Jesus Christ," Ace shook his head.

"Oh my God, Richie... is... tripping," Ahiga said as he laughed hysterically.

"Hard," Ace added.

"Somebody get his crazy ass off that damn pool table and take him to his room," Dasan ordered.

Men and women were laughing, enjoying Richie's unusual antics, but Burger stepped up and dragged Richie off the table. Richie then wrapped his arms and legs around Burger, kissing him.

"Oh shit!' Both Maverick and Ace said at the same time. "Dragon's going to kill him."

Burger sensed the danger as well and pried Richie off his body. He then grabbed the horny man and tossed him over his broad shoulder.

"Eat my hole! I love a rough beard rubbing my ass and a tongue inside," Richie begged to more laughter from the party-goers

"That's enough partying for you." Burger walked toward the door that would lead him to the residence above the clubhouse. "What the fuck are you on?"

"My druuuggg," Richie answered with a giggle. He then began waving at everyone as Burger carted him off. "Bye, everyone... we're going to party upstairs."

"The hell we are, you ain't getting me killed or yourself," Burger said, thinking about their very jealous lovers. He opened the door to the upstairs home and closed it behind him .

"Did he say that he was on his drug?" Maverick asked, then looked at Ace.

Ace nodded. "I guess he finished designing the damn thing. If that's what it does to you, we are going to make a lot of fucking money."

"Why would he take it first?" Maverick asked.

"When he comes back to his senses, we'll ask him," Ace said, then laughed as he shook his head. "He's going to be so embarrassed when we tell him what he did."

"Well, he was in good company. Best he acts a fool here than in public being high off that shit," Maverick said.

"True," Ace said. "I can see why Dragon wanted him," Ace said. "Ow!" He turned to see Ahiga staring at him, both eyebrows raised. "What?"

"Your eyes need to be on me only," Ahiga said.

Ace smiled. "Oooh, I like it when you're jealous."

Ahiga rolled his eyes. "Whatever." He pouted playfully.

"Mmm, give me those lips," Ace said, then leaned over the bar. Ahiga kissed his husband with all of the love he had for him. "Yeah, that's sweet," he said once their kiss broke.

"Always." Ahiga smiled.

"Baby, in ten minutes, relieve Ajay," Ace told him.

Maverick was watching the interaction between the two and he could see why Ace had fallen head-over-heels for the man at first sight. He wondered what that felt like. Love at first sight. The two men continued to chat.

"Ahhh, when can I party with you all?" Ahiga pouted. He had two more months to prospect, then he'd be a fully patched member.

Ace smirked. "Two hours on duty, then you're free."

"Will the party be over by then?" Ahiga asked .

Ace laughed and shook his head. "When has a party of the Lords ever ended before sunrise?"

"True. I just wasn't sure since we haven't been having them. I didn't know if there was a limit on this one," Ahiga said.

Maverick sighed. "It's only been going for two hours. You're good Pint-Size."

"Okay," Ahiga said with a smile, then leaned over the bar, kissing his husband again. Ace gave him something to fantasize about with that kiss, too.

Maverick looked at the lovebirds and smiled. He was happy for his brother, but wasn't sure if he'd ever find the right woman for him. Speaking of not being the right woman, he saw Melissa coming his way.

"Hey, baby," Melissa said and slipped her arms around his waist.

Ace cut Maverick a look that held his older brother's judgment. Maverick snarled and turned his gaze. "What's up?" he asked the mother of his twin boys because that was all she was to him.

Melissa raised up on the tips of her toes and leaned close to Maverick's ear. "I'm not wearing panties."

Maverick's dick sprang into action so fast, he almost lost consciousness by the rush of blood going south. But he knew fucking Melissa would be a mistake. One he'd made no less than a couple of weeks ago. Gently, he pushed her back and looked at her.

"Then go fuck some other guy, I'm not interested," Maverick said.

Melissa frowned; her eyebrows creased in her confusion because she thought they were moving in the right direction. "Why not?"

Ace decided to walk away to leave them to talk.

Maverick huffed. "Look, Melissa, you're not my fucking old lady. You and me..." He made a motion with his finger between them. "Are never going to be a thing." With that, he took his drink and walked off to chat with another woman he'd been eyeing. One with a big, round ass. He never turned back to see if Melissa had been watching him, but he suspected she was. He could feel the heat of her gaze on his back. But this was the best way he could think of to get the point across that he didn't want her.

Burger returned to the party and Maverick made a beeline to him before he could get to the woman. "How's he doing?" he asked with a smirk.

Burger snorted and shook his head. "That fool... Damn. I had to lock him in the bathroom."

Maverick's eyes bulged. "What?"

Burger nodded. "When I put him on his feet, he was all over me, trying to pull off my clothes. It was either lock his ass up or tie him to the bed. In any case, he needed to be restrained."

"Damn, that's one hell of a drug," Maverick said.

Burger sighed. "I'd want to try it once my baby gets back. Fuck him all night and day on that shit."

Maverick laughed. "Viagra, move over."

"Shit, Viagra, E, Molly... all that shit can sit down. Whatever the fuck Richie is on is the future," Burger said.

Both he and Burger laughed at that.

The future for the Lords , Maverick thought.

***

A half hour later, Maverick was sitting in a chair, that chick bouncing up and down on his lap as she rode his cock. He pulled her top down and popped one of her ample breasts into his mouth as he rode the waves of pleasure. The fact that he was fucking in public, with his club brothers and family all around him, only heightened his level of arousal. He knew that he was an exhibitionist and made no excuses about it. One of the things he loved about the club was that it was accepted.

One of the men leaned over and slapped the chick's exposed ass as she rode Maverick's dick, which made the sex even hotter. Maverick grabbed the back of her head and pulled her down so he could whisper in her ear.

"Be so fucking hot if you sucked his dick while you're fucking me," Maverick suggested.

"Yeah?" the chick asked as she ran her pink tongue over her bottom lip.

Maverick nodded. "So fucking hot." He enjoyed threesomes, but that was it. Any more dicks involved and that was a dick too many.

"Okay," she said, grinning.

Maverick nodded at his brother, Davi "Shadow" Fujita. "Get in on this, brother," he said.

Shadow looked at the woman and she nodded, so he rose, unzipped his pants, and pulled his cock out, offering it to her. He threw his head back, moaning as she took him down. Maverick turned his focus from that to see Melissa glaring at them from a corner. Her eyes were filled with venom and Maverick closed his, cutting off their connection as he submersed himself in the ecstasy.

The moment Shadow came, he followed, his orgasm roaring threw him as he panted and huffed with each squirt of his jizz into the condom. He watched the chick's throat working as she swallowed Shadow's load, which only added to his pleasure.

"Fuck!" Shadow collapsed back into the chair he'd been sitting in, his cock wilting as he panted.

"Hell yeah, brother," Burger said, giving him a high-five .

Maverick saw Melissa leaving, the door of the clubhouse slamming behind her. Good, he thought. He hoped she'd stop asking to be his woman, it would make it easier for him to resist her. The chick climbed off his lap and he pulled the condom off, tossing it in the trash with perfect aim. Both he and Shadow tucked themselves in before getting back to their conversation as if they didn't just have a public threesome.

But that was the beauty of being a Lord.