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The bar area was completely dark so I used my cell phone to be able to weave my way around the table until I found a chair and sat down at the center table and faced the door.  “Cheryl I don’t know why you don’t just call Betty again.  She’s probably elbow deep in food for the guys.”  Dad said when he pushed through the doors.  I heard the flick of the switch but no lights came on,
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, “What in the fucking hell is wrong with the switch?” dad said.  I covered my mouth to keep from busting out in a fit of laughter.  Just hearing dad’s voice and how mom was trying not to laugh too made my day all better. 

“Flick it again why don’t you.”  Mom laughed then the lights turned on and everybody jumped up to yell ‘Surprise’.  George Jones ~ I Don’t Need Your Rocking Chair started blaring through the speakers.  Dad looked around at everybody then at me, his eyes got big and his smile grew wider.  I ran up to him and wrapped my arms around his shoulders, “Happy Birthday Prez!”  I sighed against his shoulder. 

“Holy shit baby girl you actually came to visit!”  He pushed me away and looked me over from head to toe.  I was smiling big until dads eyes narrowed.  I thought he was looking at one of the guys behind me until he pushed my hair away from my neck.  “You’ve got to be shitting me Syd.”  He was no longer smiling he was straight up one hundred ninety nine percent pissed.  Mom stepped behind him and looked at my neck then shook her head.  “Where the fuck is he?” 

“Umm.” I pinched my lips together. 

“Don’t even try to stall; I heard the six fifty earlier and it sure as fuck didn’t belong to any of these guys.”  He crossed his arms over his chest and glared at me. 

I hung my head like a puppy that was in trouble, turned and walked out of the bar to go get Ronnie.  I opened the door to the room and glared at Ronnie then turned and started to walk away.  He caught up with me and grabbed my hand to stop me, “I’m sorry babe I just didn’t want to be away from you.  If it’s going to piss everybody off I’ll leave.”  He said with a sincere tone. 

“Too late, dad already knows because of the hickey and he heard your bike earlier.”  I told him.  “I think you followed me because you don’t trust me, because you’re afraid I’ll do whatever it was Shelby did.  I’m not like that just so you know.”  I said and walked away from him. 

Dad was at the bar talking to the guys when we walked in, he looked at me and smiled then it fell off his face when he seen Ronnie behind me.  I walked over to dad and waited for Ronnie to stand beside me.  I introduced him to my parents and watched as my dad’s jaw muscle ticked, “You ever fucking mark my baby girl with that shit again and I’ll sew your god damn lips shut.  She’s not to be treated like a fucking whore that you can put marks on.  You under fucking stand me?”  he said to Ronnie. 

“Sorry it was a heat of the moment type thing.”  Ronnie said. 

Dad shook his head, “I’m going to pretend that you didn’t just fucking say that.  I’m not going to let this night get ruined.  I suggest you watch your god damn p’s and q’s while you’re here.  You as much as even look at her wrong in my presence and you’ll regret it.” 

Thankfully Ronnie chose to not reply, dad turned and looked at me and opened his arms hugging me tighter then he whispered in my ear, “He’s not a good man Syd.”  Then pulled away and put a fake smile on his face. 

The night went good, luckily Ronnie stayed away from dad and most of the other guys except for the ones that were playing pool.  I chose to stop drinking at two beers because I wasn’t really in the mood to even get a buzz.  “Where’s he staying?”  Dad asked from behind me as we both watched Ronnie shoot the pool ball across the table with a loud crack. 

“I have no idea.”  I already knew what dad was going to say. 

“Not here and sure as hell not in my house.”  he told me. 

“I can’t send him back to campus since he’s been drinking and it’s close to midnight.”  I said and looked up at dad. 

“Nope but he can sure rent a motel room.”  He grabbed his phone out of the pocket of his leather cut and dialed a number.  After a few minutes he looked down at me, “There that’s settled I was nice enough to rent him a room.  He can come back in the morning.” 

I walked over to Ronnie and knew it was going to make him furious that he couldn’t stay with me.  Surprisingly he didn’t say much other than he was going to leave.  I walked with him out to his bike, avoiding the glaring eyes that I could feel from everybody.  Once we were outside Ronnie straddled his bike and pulled me towards him.  “I’ll just see you tomorrow at the campus, I’m going to go crash at the hotel then head back around nine tomorrow morning.”

I nodded my head and wrapped my arms around his neck, we stood there staring into each other’s eyes for a minute.  “I’m sorry that this was such a bad first meeting.”  I told him.

He just shrugged a shoulder, “I got to spend time with you, I hate being away from you.  I’d better get out of here.  I’ll see you tomorrow sometime.”  He kissed me letting his lips linger for an extra couple of seconds.  “I love you.” 

I smiled big at him, “I love you too.” 

He pulled his helmet on and fastened the chin strap, started his motorcycle and carefully drove around the building.  I listened and sure enough as soon as he turned on to the highway he opened the throttle as he shifted through the gears.  The loud throaty scream of the pipes echoed through the darkness and faded to a low hum.

When I pulled the back door open and walked in I ran directly into the solid broad chest of a man.  I jumped and screamed causing myself to stumble back.  Two large tattooed hands darted out and grabbed my biceps, I winced and then righted myself. 

I looked up, all the air left my lungs when I was looking into the deep green eyes of Cade McAllister.  He cocked his head to the side and looked at me, “You okay?” he asked in his baritone voice. 

I took in a deep breath, big mistake, huge mistake.  His cologne mixed with the smell of the leather cut, made my knees almost give out.  “Yeah, sorry about that.”  I said and tried to step around him. 

He stopped me, lifted up the sleeve of my shirt, “You sure about that?” he lightly traced the bruises that dotted my arm. 

I yanked my arm away, “I said I’m fine, why were you standing right there?”

He raised an eyebrow at me, “Because Prez wanted me to come make sure that asshole wasn’t banging his daughter.”

I rolled my eyes and walked away feeling Cades eyes as he no doubt stared me down until I turned the corner and disappeared out of his view. 

Finally about one thirty in the morning my fun meter had reached its limit and most everybody had either left or went to bed. I hugged my parents and turned to walk out the front doors.  “Hey Syd, do me a favor and stay in the club tonight.” Dad said with a wink.  When it registered with me why he wanted me to and the look that mom was giving him, I gagged, yes gagged.  They both laughed at me so I turned and walked back down the hall and upstairs to the room I was going to stay in.  I walked into the room and froze when I heard the shower running.  Who in the hell was in there, I figured it was one of the ‘old ladies’ so I stripped out of my clothes put a tank top on and my hair into a pony tail.  Then without knocking I went into the bathroom so I could brush my teeth.  I glanced out the corner of my eye at the shower, expecting to see a woman.  Instead I saw over six foot of all man.  Tattoos were covering each of his thick muscular legs, shampoo bubbles rolled down the wide solid muscular chest that I had ran into earlier.  His arms, chest, back, and neck were all covered with tattoos.  I stared with my mouth hanging wide open, I was unable to move and unable to stop looking at the perfect body.  Then when he turned to rinse his back I almost fainted at the sight of his cock.  It was massive, it was
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and it was pierced.  Never in my sexual life had I seen one of that size, I snapped my mouth shut.  With the soap in his hand he rolled it under the water and created a foam of bubbles then he stroked the long-thick muscle.  My clit started to tingle and my blood turned to fiery streams as it coursed through me right to my core.  Then…he stopped stroking himself and cleared his throat—twice.  I shook my head and looked up at him, he had a look of hunger, desire, need, and want in his eyes. 

“You uh, need something little girl?” he asked with a grin. 

“You need to get out of the shower, this is my room.”  I turned and walked out of the bathroom and over to the bed.  I couldn’t shake the memory of what I had seen and my body wasn’t going to let me forget either. 
Little girl…
he would be lucky if I don’t slap him.  I snorted at that though, I’d practically have to jump just to slap his cheek.  The shower shut off and my eyes snapped up to the doorway.  He came out with a towel wrapped around his waist, drops of water still misted across the broad chest he stood there arms crossed over the thick pecs. 

“You wanna leave the room so I can get dressed and go to sleep please.”  He wasn’t asking me to leave he was telling me to. 

I shook my head, “Sorry buddy my bags were in here first you can go sleep in the lounge.”  I stood from the bed and walked into the bathroom.  My dad would kill him if he knew he was in the same room with me in nothing but a thin white cotton towel.  I quickly brushed my teeth, washed my face and went back out hoping he would be gone.  My body couldn’t take much more of him, my shoulders dropped when I seen him still on the bed…in the towel only. 

“I don’t think they want to see me naked out there, it doesn’t seem to bother you though.”  He said and grinned. 

“Uhmm…”  it did bother me—so much I wanted to lick every single tattoo and get a closer look at the piercing.  “Fine I’ll go sleep out there.”  I turned to walk out but his voice saying my name sent a vibration down my spine.

“Sydney, it’s cool.  I will sleep on the floor.” 

I turned back around, “Put some clothes on.”  I finally looked at his devastatingly handsome face again.  He licked his lips and toyed with the tongue ring, sweet jesus.  There was absolutely no way I could sleep in the same room as him.  Then it hit me, I searched my purse for my cell phone. 

“Who are you calling this late?”  he stood up from the bed and grabbed my phone. 

“Hey!”  I lunged for the phone causing him to laugh and fall back on the bed.  I was stretched out across his body.  It was like a solid brick wall against my palm.  “I am going to call my best friends parents.”  I quickly moved off of him.

“You’re not driving anywhere so chill the fuck out little girl.”  He said with a laugh then handed me my phone.  He watched to make sure I wasn’t going to make any phone calls.  Walked over to the closet grabbed another pillow and a thin blanket then laid down on the floor.  I stepped over him and heard him suck in a breath, great job Sydney you just flashed your goods at him.  I shut the lamp off and hurriedly climbed under the blanket.

Silence filled the room except for the thick tension passing between us.  “How long has he been beating you?”  Cade asked. 

“He doesn’t.”  I told him.

Cade snorted, “Let me guess those bruises are from the rough sex?”

“My sex life is none of your business.”  I rolled away and put my back towards him.  I closed my eyes and tried to go to sleep. 

“I’m not an idiot, I know he put them on you.  That ugly fucking hickey he put on your neck was his attempt to mark what he thinks belongs to him.  I’m sure you’re smart enough to know that things are only going to get worse not better.”

I flipped the covers off turned the lamp on and stared down at him from where I was standing, “You don’t know shit about my relationship.  I’m a fucking cheerleader how do you know those bruises aren’t from a stunt?  I’m not stupid either.  My relationship with him is just fine!”  I tried to keep from yelling the last part. 

Cade tucked his hands behind his head and smiled up at me not saying a word, so I harshly turned the lamp off and climbed back into bed.  I tossed and turned because every time I closed my eyes it wasn’t the chocolate brown eyes staring at me with desire—it was the dark green of Cades eyes. 

When I got back to campus on Sunday evening Theresa was back to her normal bubbly self and wanted play by play details of how the party went.  We heated up some leftovers mom had sent home with me and I told her all about the weekend. 

“So you like seen him in all his glory and didn’t jump his bones?” she asked with shock. 

I shook my head, “Uh no, I’m not going to cheat on Ronnie.  I’m not like that and you know it.”

“Ugg, please tell me you at least got a picture of him?”

I scrolled through the pictures on my phone, finally I found one where he was leaning against the bar next to where Bryan and I were standing for the picture.  “Hollly shit woman.”  She looked back down at my phone then handed it back. 

I nodded my head, “Yeah you would have been dry humping his leg.  I bet he’s over six foot four.”  I laid down on my bed. 

“No I would have mounted him and rode that monster cock of his until I was chanting my thanks to Jesus.”

I couldn’t help but laugh at Theresa, she had no filter and no shame. My life without her would be so boring and I loved her to death.