EroticReverie

Trey "Thumper" Malone

I can't get the sounds of Raven out of my head. Her moaning, the fact I'd been so bold as to actually gift her a fucking sex toy, banking on the hope she wanted me as much as I wanted her, that her little smiles and blushes when I spoke with her weren't being misread. She'd not only accepted the gift, but took it, used it that very night. I half expected having to talk her into it, but she'd been ready to give herself to me she'd said. That news had made my cock so fucking hard, and made me wish I would have taken her at the club house last night.

I pull up to the club, most of the guys are off doing other shit, but I need a fucking drink, because I can't get god damn Birdie off my mind, and I'm gonna go crazy trying to keep away from her. I had to do right by the club. Birdie was off limits, not just to the club, but everyone. She was Popes little girl, and Roland's little sister. Didn't matter how good she looked, hot hot she was, or how gorgeous her face is, she wasn't on the fucking menu. In fact, Pope had caught plenty of us checking her out before, looking a bit too long, and you did NOT want to be on the other end of Pope's death glare. 

Walking in I see Jazzy there, she was the closest of the club girls to Birdie, beingher brothers girlfriend, she saw her often, even outside of the club, so I knew Jazzy was close to Birdie.

A few prospects are there hanging out, no actual members, and I walk over to the bar and sit next to Jazzy who is sitting on her own.

"how was your night after the party?" Jazzy asks, sipping on a light beer and I huff as Sheila the bartender slides me a beer from the tap with a shot of Jack. 

I down the shot, and then sip my beer and set it down and look at Jazzy. 

"Just fine." I say. 

"Hm" she hums and takes a sip of her beer.

"Got somethin to say, just say it Jaz" I say, not in the mood to have her sit here and stare at me and hum at me. 

"Heard you went home alone last night." she says.

"And? That a crime now?" I ask and she lets out a little laugh.

"Nope" she says and takes a sip of her beer.

"But it might be depending on your reasons for it." she says and I just turn my head and look at her.

"I need a reason to be bored of club tail?" I ask and she cocks her brow.

"no...but, you've been bored with it for awhile." she says. 

"People notice." she adds.

"People need to mind their own business." I say and she hums again. 

"True...but, that isnt the club way now is it?" she asks and I look at her. 

"get to the point." I say irritated as I lift my beer. 

"I know the reason." she whispers and I look at her. 

"Do ya now?" I ask with a half laugh. 

She gives a knowing smirk. "Mhm, and she's in her room right now...all alone." she whispers.

I swallow hard and my eyes widen as I turn my head toward the hall where all the rooms are. 

I look back at Jazzy . She's smirking. 

"So she IS the reason then" she says quietly, turning so she's facing me. 

"there's no reason, I'm just in a funk lately" I lie. 

"bullshit" she whispers. I look at her. 

She smiles, because she knows she can give me shit and I wont berate her for it or tell her to watch her mouth like others might. 

"your secret is safe with me" she whispers. 

"but you hurt that girl Thumper..." she says, using my nickname as if to let me know she knows my reputation, and to remind me of it too. 

"You hurt her...and I'll cut your dick off before Reno even has a chance to even think about doin it himself" she promises and I give a little smile because everyone, even Jazzy was protective of Raven. 

"I can't mess around with her. Doesnt matter anyways" I say. 

Jazzy rolls her eyes. "Quit pretending you're not going to get sweet on her or carry on flirting with her and have it go too far, just...be careful is all I'm saying. And if you ARE gonna mess around with her....you better not be screwing around with anyone else...you dont treat her like a club slut " she says with warning. 

My brows pinch. "I'd never fucking do that."  I say and she nods. 

"Good." she says and sips her beer.

"Word is the guys won't be back till after three." she says and looks at the clock as so do I . It's was twelve thirty. 

I lick my teeth. 

"On your life, you wont say a word to Roland?" I ask her, cocking my brow. 

She zips her lips with her fingers and tosses away an imaginary key. 

"She likes you. You both just need to be careful is all." Jazzy says and I nod. 

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I walk down the hall and look back towards the bar and there's nobody to watch me as I knock on Birdie's door. 

What the fuck was I doing? I should fucking go, turn and leave and get on my bike and ....all that goes out the window when she opens the door, big blue eyes looking up at me, her mouth parting in surprise.

Her hair was up in a high pony tail,wearing little black jean shorts a loose fitting "Ravens" t shirt that hung off her shoulder and one side was tucked into her little jean shorts. She had winged eyeliner on and mascara and not much else, her face bare, a red bra strap showing from where the loose shirt hung on her arm. 

"trey" she says quietly. My nostrils flare, and fuck it. I was a goner. 

I step into her room, my forward steps, making hers go back.

"Trey, you can't come in here" she gasps and I close the door and lock it. 

"Do you want me to leave?" I ask looking at her , stepping forward and her head goes side to side.

"N-no" she says shakily. 

I grit my teeth, because my hands were fucking trembling with the need to touch her , and her breathing is starting to grow heavy like mine as we just stand there and I try to stop myself, but I can't.

"I'm gonna kiss you again." I tell her and she nods.

"okay" she says softly. 

I stalk forward, lifting my hands to her face, her breath hitching and I go just as breathless as I look down at her, her eyes closing and her mouth all mine. I close the distance between our mouth and lay my lips to hers. A soft hum, a tiny little fucking moan leaves her throat, and I groan softly, pressing my lips to hers again, her hands lifting my cut, grabbing it as she pulls me to her and presses herself against me hard. 

"Birdie" I groan against her mouth, and her lips part, and I slip my tongue into her mouth slightly, teasing her mouth as she moans, her hands sliding up my leather cut and behind my neck as she pushes up on her tip toes as wraps her arms around my neck. 

"you taste so sweet baby" I groan into her mouth , tasting a sweet mint and candy flavor on her tongue and mine grazes it.

Her fingers grasp my hair and she whimpers into my mouth, her tongue pushing back over mine. 

When she tries to pull me back towards her bed , I groan and grab her waist, shaking my head.

"We're not getting on that bed Birdie" I tell her as she pants looking up at me.

"Why? why not?" she breathes, her eyes searching mine, her lips already slightly pink and swollen. 

"Because baby, I dont trust myself" I say and grab her face and kiss her again. 

"I trust you" she says and pulls at my jacket backing herself up to the bed and then I'm falling over her, groaning as I grind myself against her, her legs spread and wrapped around me. 

She gasps and her chest lifts against mine as I kiss her sweet fucking mouth, unable to take my mouth from hers. 

"take your clothes off" she says barely a whisper. I groan.

"Birdie" I groan. "you're gonna fuckin kill me baby" 

"we cant do this here" I tell her. 

"not like this" I say. "we need to go slow"

"says who?" she half whimpers and pushes at my cut and I groan as I let her remove it, kissing her and then shrugging it off and letting her toss it to the side of her bed. 

"you're a virgin" I say.

She groans. "so what? I want you Trey, you know I want you" 

I growl. "I don't want you to think this is all I want from you" 

"I don't, i dont think that" she pants. 

"please" she breathes. "please Trey" she whimpers as if it will kill her if she doesnt have me. 

I grind myself against her and she moans, her head going back and I curse at the sound her pretty mouth makes as she softly curses.

"Please, god, please" she begs softly. 

"fuck Birdie" I groan and kiss her neck and she gasps as my hand goes to her side, grabbing at her exposed skin from where her shirt has slid up slightly. 

I grab her waist hard and she moans and lifts her ass from the bed, pressing her hips to mine. 

"please" she pants , her throat humming as I kiss the column of her neck, my hand slipping up her side. 

"fuck" she cries softly as I bite her neck gently and my hand skims up her torso, righ below her breast but not touching it. 

"touch me Trey" she breathes. "please" she cries. "touch me everywhere"