Inferno & The Good Girl:  (Brothers of Devils Comfort MC) (14 page)

Thinking
back to last night and how Baby Blu was dressed. Yes I was drooling
and my cock had been busting at my zipper. Wanting to get out and
into her sweet pussy.

Even
remembering about it now, I need to shift my body as it begins to
react to the memory.

She
had being dressed for sex. As she had walked though the doors, I had
wanted to go straight to her and fuck her there and then. Baby Blu
’
s
neck had been on display, her hair all pinned up and back. Shoulders
bare, the red and black dress hugging every curve she owned. Just
about covering her ass. Hell if she had bent over, I think I would
have cum there and then in my pants. Then she
had
walked , her hips swaying, breasts bouncing gently with every breath
she was taking. Yep, all my blood had run south and I had forgotten
how to breathe. Then, when she
’
d
turned to leave, her back was bare. Revealing that hot ink, the only
part of her covered, was her ass. As she

walked
the lace of her stocking peeked through the hem line. All eyes had
been on Baby Blu last night and that girl was all mine.

As
Trax missed his shot, I lined up my cue to take mine.

“
Baby
Blu and I have a few issues that we need to sort out. Last night is
the beginning Trax and you
have to
get used
to her being in our lives. Baby Blu and her problems are mine and I
will
deal with them in how I see fit. Fuck, Trax
we
’
ll properly argue a lot. She can
be stubborn and dig her heals in when she wants too.” Looking
up from the game and remembering how the night had gone, I smile.

“
And
believe me Prospect when I say the make up sex is well worth it
”

“
Fuck,
Dad, I don
’
t need to know that you
and Baby Blu, are getting down and dirty. As it is, I‘m moving
into the clubhouse, listening to you two isn‘t healthy for me.”

Slapping
Trax on his back as I pass him.
“
Life
’
s
good son,
”

Chapter
12

As
summer gave way to fall, the temperature has started to drop. Devils
Comfort decided to make the most of what is left of the good weather.
By inviting everyone to a cook out this weekend.

Driving
into the clubhouse parking lot with Tommy and dad, there is little
parking room left. This is due to the overflow of unfamiliar cars and
bikes. As we step from the car, we become overwhelmed with the
aromatic scent of charcoal and barbequed meat. Plumes of smoke fill
the air. The music has a loud heavy beat to it. Soon we are greeted
by other revelers who are enjoying the party atmosphere. A patch of
lawn has

been
hi-jacked by dancers. Picnic benches are packed with more party
revelers. As they tuck into their food, plates piled high with a
selection of burgers, sausages and chicken. The beer is flowing
freely.

While
neither Tommy or my Dad have been introduced to Inferno, they are
well aware that we are in a relationship. I have never hidden this
fact from them. Although

he
lives next door to Inferno’s parents. His only knowledge of him
is his reputation.

After
searching the yard, I finally spot Inferno. He is by the grill and
next to him, is a man, who is about an inch or two shorter. His dad
is not as well built and he is about thirty years older. On the
other side of this man, Trax is standing. Three generations of Pages
stood together. All of them imposing in their own right. Whilst, the
eldest Page had never been a member of this or any other motorcycle
club. Neither did he look out of place, nor if needed, he would know
how to handle himself.

Just
as I know when Inferno is in my vicinity, he knows when I am in his.
As I make my way over, he turns his head towards me, to give me a
sweet smile, the one that always puts a twinkle in his eyes. When I
reach him, he puts his arm round my waist. Drawing me close to kiss
me on the forehead. Resting my hand on his chest as I smell him.
Smelling him has become part of my ritual when I am in his vicinity,

“
Hi
.”

“
Hi,
Dad, Baby Blu, Baby Blu Dad
.”

“
Hi
Mr Page, is Mrs Page here
”
I ask
looking round to see if I can spot Inferno’s mum.

“
Oh,
honey no more Mr & Mrs Page, It
’
s
Jack and Anna
”
With a nod and a
handshake
“
Ted, Tommy, hey Tommy, I
here you
’
re looking for some odd
jobs. Come over to my place, my lawn could do with a cut
.”
Jack smirks as he gives Trax a peculiar look over
his nose.

“
Hey
Gramps, I
’
d do it, but you know what
its like between working and stuff
.”

Cuffing
him over the head
“
Eli Page you
’
re
still big enough to go over my knee.”

“
Ha,
I
’
ll get you another beer gramps.
Come on Tommy lets leave the adults and raid the food.”

“
Don
’
t
you be leading that boy into temptation?
”
I say as they both amble off to where the food is being cook.

“
Hello
Baby Blu
”
Anna has now joined us.
Holding two filled plates, passing one over to Jack.

“
You
going to feed me baby.” Blushing, I face Inferno,
“
I
only feed you on date night
.”

“
Mmm,
sure am looking forward to our next date night.” Dam, my face
is on fire and my panties are wet.

“
Behave,
”
I mutter, as I hid into his chest.

“
Next
Sunday, you
’
ll all have to come over
to ours for lunch.” Anna invites.

“
Sure
momma and Trax can mow the lawn while we
’
re
there.”
Inferno volunteers.

“
Hey,
you can
’
t be taking Tommy
’
s
job away from him, that
’
s nepotism.”

Shrugging
at my response he links our hands. “
Come on,
lets dance
”
Inferno invites,

as
he drags me over to the dance floor. I love being close to Inferno,
and dancing is the perfect excuse to feel his body next to mine.

After
a couple of dances, we make our way over to Cassie, who is snuggled
into Linc’s arms, on one of the picnic benches.

“
Having
fun?
”
Cassie asks as she stretches
her body and if possible snuggles even further into Linc.

Slipping
my hands into Infernos, as I sit opposite him. With one knee bent on
the bench the other swinging low over this side.
“
Yeah,
Trax and Tommy appear to be getting on.” Watching them both, I
feel a small crease form on my forehead. Tommy needs a good male
influence in his life and I know my dad will do his best. Although
Inferno is a good dad, do I want Tommy to join Devils Comfort, as
Trax has.

“
We
’
re
trying for a baby,
”
Cassie mentions
as she also watches the boys. Turning towards her, her face suddenly
appears to have a shadow cast over it. I am not sure if it my
imagination or if the temperature dropped as the feeling is soon
gone.
“I
t’s taking longer than
we had anticipated.” Then with an impish grin.
“At
least we are
having plenty of fun practicing.”
laughing as she kisses Linc on the mouth, whose arms squeeze her
tighter.

“
And
we need all the practice we can get.” Linc jokes.

“
You
’
ll
make great parents
”
I tell them.
Rushing over to give Cassie a quick kiss and hug. “Good Luck.”
I whisper for her ears only.

Amongst
the noise of the party dwellers, a car can be heard screeching as the
brakes are slammed. A door is closed with a loud bang.

In
the parking lot is an old pick up., parked haphazardly. Striding
towards us is a none to steady Eddie Bale, Tommy
’
s
father.

Eddie
Bale, is wearing dirty jeans, that are slightly to large for him. His
T-shirt, which was once white, is now a murky washed out gray. The
front covered in food, beer and what appears to be sweat stains.
Making his way towards the crowds, his head is goes from side to
side. It looks as if he is frantically searching for someone. People
are stepping aside, trying to avoid the path he
is
taking, as he heads in our direction.

Crabby,
who until now had been entertaining Lacey, one of the club whores,
made his way over to where Eddie is. His fist curling and uncurling.
When he is about a foot away from the unwelcome visitor. He places
his body in front of him, trying to prevent Eddie from coming any
further.

“
Get
back to your car and leave.” Crabby tells him.

“
Piss
off, I
’
m here to collect my son from
this cesspit, that slut ain
’
t having
him
.” he says, pointing his finger at me. Pushing Crabby
out
of the way as he covers him in spittle.

“
Not
happening mate. So why don
’
t you
turn around and go, before you get into trouble.
”
Capturing Eddie by the shoulder, Crabby attempts to turn him back
towards his car. Due to the amount of alcohol Eddie has consumed. He
takes a swing towards Crabby, which he dodges, by diving to the left.

“
Let
him go Crabby.
”
Inferno orders coming
to stand next to him. At the order Crabby steps to the side and with
a snidely grimace on his face, Eddie continues to stumble to where
Tommy and I are standing. Everyone has stopped to watch Eddie.
Waiting to see what happens next.

While
the ruckus with Crabby and Eddie has been going on, Tommy made his
way over and is now standing slightly to the back of me, his body
trembling. I
am
not sure if this is from
fear or anger. Inferno is trying to block Eddie from coming any
closer to us. Dad, and Trax, who also made his way over, are flanked
either side of me. As they cover Tommy. Behind Tommy, stands Jack
and Anna. The rest of the brothers are situating themselves into a
semi circle as they watch Eddie make a spectacle of himself. The
atmosphere has changed. The music is no longer playing and there an
undercurrent to be felt. Everyone watches as Eddie tries to pass
Inferno to approach us.

Unsure
as to what kind of drunkard Eddie is, but from where I am standing,
he looks like a mean stupid one. One who is stupid enough to take on
a motorcycle club.

Eddie
having dodge Inferno, is now standing in front of me. Wobbling as he
reaches behind me, his hand aiming for Tommy.

“
Come
on Tommy, we
’
re going home.
”
he sputters. Although I do not see it, I feel Tommy as he takes a
step back.

There
is
anger radiating off Inferno, he is becoming aggressive. His
shoulders are square and he
has
stepped in
front of both Tommy and myself. He
’
s
in protective mode. In this situation I am willing to let him handle
this. I realize, as my body starts to shake. My stomach is in knots,
but I still don
’
t remove my eyes off
Eddie. I will do everything that I can to protect his son.

“
Not
going to happen bud.”

“
Move
your fucking body. You can
’
t stop
me.
”
Raising his right arm to take a
swing with his fist. Somehow, he has managed to hit Inferno on the
shoulder, causing both of them to rock.

They
say there
is
no fool like a drunken fool.
As I watch this display of this display of idiocy, I understand what
they mean.

“
Tommy,
get your fucking body over here now!
” his farther
shouts.

Tommy
starts to shuttle forward. As I feel his movement and without
disconnecting my eyes from his father
’
s
face. I step back to stretch my arms out and take a hold of Tommy
’
s
hand.