Tank's Pearl (Devil's Iron MC #1) (2 page)

Putting the car into park in the garage, cutting the engine, and closing the garage door, I put my head down on the wheel and let out a strangled cry. Why didn't I give in to him and get a chance for a night of pleasure?
FUCK!
It takes a few minutes for me to gain my composure before I head towards the house.

Walking to the back door of the house, I hear a motorcycle pull through the alley and park next to my garage. As I look towards the sound I see him cutting the engine and angrily getting off of the bike, Tank is on me in near seconds. As rough hands grab at my hair pulling my face to his, he speaks in a low grimacing tone. “You do not ever walk out on me like that again, girlie. Do you hear me? That shit is not going to fly with me now or in the future.” He skims his hand down my face to grasp my chin between his fore finger and thumb, roughly pulling me closer to him so our noses touch.

“Answer me, Pearl. Will you ever again walk out on me like that?”

“Um, no? I’m sorry, Tank, I didn't think it would really matter to you either way. I didn't want to cause a scene or start anything, I just wanted to get home.”

“Don't question what does or doesn't matter to me, girlie. I should tan your ass for this, but I will give you this one pass. It will not happen again though. I made it clear to you that I was interested in you and wanted to spend time with you getting to know you these last few nights. Why would you think it would be OK for you to just walk out?”

“Wait, Tank, what the fuck? How do you know where I live?”

“I have followed you home every night except the first to make sure you got home safe, Pearl. I take care of what is mine, what I want to be mine!” he says, moving his hands over my shoulders and down to my lower back. Tugging me in towards him his mouth covers mine in a passionate kiss. “Never forget that, girlie.” His kisses start a fire deep inside of me that I need to add fuel to or pour water on quickly.

“Have a good night Pearl. Think about me and what you missed out on tonight. Maybe next time you will not pass up on it again.” Squeezing my ass he adds “See you soon, hmm?”

Chapter 2- Tank

When I realized that Pearl walked out of the bar tonight I fucking lost it. I was talking to Prez as I walked back into the bar and thought she would be right behind me or over by her girls. I looked around after a few minutes and was shocked as fuck to see her not in the bar.

I stormed over by her friends and demand to know where she is. They both smile, looking at each other, and just shrug. “Did she just fucking leave like that? If she left without saying anything to me I swear to god her ass is gonna be sore when I get a hold of her. Tell me where she went,
Please
!”I growl the last word out trying to hold in the anger that is coming to the surface.

They glance at each other and looked back to me and just shake their heads and say that she left a few minutes ago.

I storm back over by Prez and tell him I am heading out. As I am turning to walk away I hear him say “She’s got your panties in a real bunch Tank. What does she have a golden pussy or something? For fuck’s sake she is as old as I am and fat-“

I spun back around and had to stop myself from punching him in the face. “Shut the fuck up Prez. I’ll be back in a little bit.”

Going to her house must have frightened her because she seemed a lot more agreeable than she had over the past few nights. When I got to her house and questioned her about leaving without saying anything, she agreed that it would not happen again. I left her hanging that night. Hoping she would be left wanting me and hoping that she would stop invading my thoughts.

NO SUCH FUCKING LUCK!

What is it about that woman? It is her face that I see in my dreams almost every night, and Pearl is the name coming off my lips when I try to cum all over any bitch I have attempted to fuck to forget her. Those fucks, however, have been few and far between the last four weeks and none have ended well.

I only saw her those few nights at that little shitty dive bar almost a month ago, and I cannot keep her out of my thoughts, especially those brown eyes and brown hair. I dream about those eyes, that hair, those goddamn lips, and wake up hard as fuck.

Maybe I just need to fuck her to get her out of my mind. Seeing how the last few women I tried to fuck have not taken my mind off of her and have left pissed because I couldn’t blow my load, that might be the root of the problem.

What the fuck is it about that woman that I can't stop thinking about her?

I guess I will try to see if the Prez okays a run up to Milwaukee so that I can scratch this itch. Something has got to give when it comes to my thoughts of her, because she is never far from them.

As I walk through the club house, I am reminded that not much has happened here in the last month. It is nice that the Devil’s Iron has been on the straight and narrow after some of the turmoil that happened with us during the beginning of the summer, but I’m sure that will not last long.

“Blaze,” I greet the club president as he is sitting at the bar with a cold Miller in his hands.

“Tank, how’s it going? Anymore trouble with the Knights?”

“No, we have heard nothing since early summer. It’s weird, they didn’t even make an appearance at the rally in Milwaukee last month. I will keep my eyes and ears out for anything.”

“Good, Tank, always with your head on our MC. That’s why I had no trouble with the members when they decided to vote you into the VP position even though you are so young. You keep your nose to the grind and keep out of trouble,” Blaze says as he lifts his beer in a toast.

“What happen to that hot little bitch you had at the party last night, boss man?” I say as I walk around the other side of the bar and grab us both a beer.

“You would think she would have lasted a little longer being that she only just turned twenty-one but she was passed out after about two hours. She sucked my cock like a lollipop, and then when I threw her on the bed and started to get to the good part she got scared. I just wanted to tie her up and fuck her raw, what’s so wrong with that? I need to find some pussy that can keep up with me. It’s not like I am a young buck like you, but I can still fuck a bitch until the sun comes up!” Blaze chuckles as he opens the beer I just handed him.

“So, not good then? Maybe there will be some new pussy at the Dungeon soon? You have always been able to find a girl there to take some of your “stress” out on,” I get out as I take a big swig from my beer.

I know that is why I often use the Dungeon. A quick session and then a hard fuck always does something to a man to calm him. The last few weeks have been lacking on both accounts for me, though.

“So, Prez I was thinking about making a run and wanted to know if you needed me for anything during the next few days? I have all the security in order for all our businesses so we are set there.” As I look over to Blaze I continue, “When we were up in Milwaukee for the rally this chick really caught my eye, and I just can’t get her out of my fucking head. I was hoping to go up there and fucking see what this shit with her is.”

“A woman, Tank, seriously? I never would have dreamed that I would hear you say that. Oh wait, that teacher you took for a ride on your bike that last night of the rally up in Milwaukee? When you came back more pissed off than I have seen you in months and then you stormed out of there like a little bitch when she left?” Blaze eyes me while taking another swig of his beer. “And when you came back to the bar you got into a fight with Gun over one of her friends?”

“Fuck you, Prez. Gun was being a dick to her friend, and that shit don't fly with me. Her name is Pearl, by the way, Asshole. I can’t shake the fucking thoughts of her I keep having. I gotta go get her out of my head if I can. The sooner I do it the better so that I can get my shit back to normal.” 

“You thinking about settling down or what, Tank? I’ve never heard you talk about a woman like this before. Especially with one who is no spring fucking chicken, fluffy in the middle and a teacher, for fuck’s sake!”

“Yes. No. I just don’t fucking know. Blaze. Oh, and fuck you, by the way, she is one hell of a woman. I don't give a fuck how old she is. And that fluff you spoke of is gonna feel great under my hand, my flogger, and while I fuck her from behind. I gotta go up there and see her.”

“I have to be imagining her or misremembering her because I've never thought about pussy for this long before. Once I see her I am sure that she will start talking about a bunch of crap I don’t give a fuck about and it will be done with after I get inside of her a couple times. ”

“You sure about that, Tank? It sounds to me like you got it bad. Make sure you get it together, man, women are really not worth more than a quick fuck in my book,” he says finishing his beer in a long swig. “I can’t think of anything for the next few days so go ahead and get your dick wet. Just remember that we have Church on Tuesday.”

“Yeah, yeah, Prez, I know. No woman will ever make me miss Church! See you at Church if not before once I get this chick outta my system or whatever I can work out,” I say as I finish my beer and head home to pack a bag to find Pearl.

Chapter 3- Pearl

Four weeks of work, students, kids, cooking, cleaning, sleeping, and repeat. UGH! I am so ready for this night out. It has been too long and my thoughts go back to those nights last month.  Shit, I still can’t stop the dreams of him and that mouth and those hands! The fodder keeps my BOB more than happy each and every night.

I should have fucked him that night. My mind has played out hundreds of different situations and each one is more depraved than the last. If he would have just tried to take me, even just a little harder he would have had no problem getting my sopping wet panties off.

All right, enough thinking like that, let’s get the show on the road. The babysitter is already here and I am already twenty minutes late, so I just have to finish off my hair, and then I am ready to hit it. This first girls’ night in a month, and it is much needed. I can’t wait to see my girls and catch up with them.

As I walk into the same shitty corner bar that has the same shitty rock music playing softly over the speakers, my heart stops and my eyes meet with the green ones I have dreamt of every night for the last four weeks.

“Tank,” comes out on a whisper as I catch my breath and try to steady my heartbeat.

A wicked smile spreads across his lips as he gets up out of his chair and stalks slowly over to me. Pulling me in close to him he attacks my mouth with his. My legs turn to jelly, and the only reason I have not fallen to the ground is his arms holding me up against the door.

“I have been waiting for you, Pearl,” he snarls as he pulls his face away from mine.  “I’ve been in here the last three nights hoping you would be coming for your night out soon. I gotta go back to Chicago on Tuesday and was hoping we could spend some time together before that.”

“It’s Saturday, Tank, and I only have a sitter for the night. I have the kids the rest of the weekend so that will not work. And there is no way this thing is going anywhere, so you and my kids don’t need to meet. I only got one night.”

“I don’t know about that Pearl,” he says as he slides his hands down to cup the cheeks of my ass. “I have been thinking of you the whole time we have been apart. There are a whole shit ton of things I need to do to you, and I’m not sure I can do them all in one night. We can start with tonight, and see where it goes, but I'll tell you right now one night will not be enough for either one of us.”

“I will tell you one thing, Tank! You have made for some dirty fucking fantasy fodder for me these last four weeks. I don't think I have masturbated that much since I figured out what it was.” My smile widens at the memory. Smiling I add shyly, “Does that make you feel any better Tank?”

Growling he answers, “Don’t start that here, girlie. You will be telling me all about them, though, just not here and not now.”

“OK, Tank, whatever.” I roll my eyes at him and continue “Madge and Stella are supposed to be meeting me here, they should already be here.” I look through the small crowd and don't see either one of them.

He chuckles as he pulls me in tight against his chest again and grins wickedly, “Oh, you just missed them. They were here, and when I told them I would like to take you out tonight they very graciously decided to go somewhere else.”

“Those little bitches! If you wanted to see me so bad, you know where I live. Why didn't you just come over? You didn’t have to chase my friends away!”

“I drove by a few times but didn't want you thinking I was some fucking weirdo. So, I decided to wait and see if it was about time for your night out. Lucky me, I guess!”

“Well, I guess you have me for the night then, Tank. What do you have in mind?” I say as I bite the inside of my lip.

“It will be more than one night, girlie. I have been dreaming of this for a month. There are so many ways I'm going to fuck you. Now, that I know you have been thinking of fucking me too, I will have even more ideas about how I will get to fuck you. Let’s get out of here.”

“Where are we going? I have to be back home by 2am, and that’s only five hours from now,” I squeak out as I am tugged toward the exit of the bar as Tank throws a twenty on the bar toward the bartender.

“The Devil’s Iron has a house up here for when we have business or come up for the rallies in Milwaukee. The house is over by the lake off of Lakeshore Drive.”

“WHAT? Those are like million dollar homes over there. Why does your MC have a house like that up here? I thought you lived in Chicago.”

“I do live in Chicago. One of my brothers is in construction and really has a hard on for good deals and redoing old houses, so a few years back when a house went on the market up here the club scooped it up. We have houses in all the areas we do lots of business. We are going there now so I can get you naked and get my mouth on your body,” he states as he hands me a helmet.

“Oh… OK! Tank, this is only for one night,” I say slowly reaching for him. “So, let’s go make it memorable,” I tell him as I pull him to me and try to lead him into a kiss.

“Not until we get to the house, Pearl. And it will be more than one night, girlie you can be sure of that,” he says as he pulls away. Trying, but failing to grab at him, I let out a small whimper. “I am hard enough to drive nails right now and kissing you will not help me get us to the house safely. Pearl, make sure you stop your hands from wandering and keep your hands above the belt or there will be consequences. I am the one in charge of this. Don’t forget it,” he finishes as we get on the bike and it roars to life.

This night will be something I am sure not to forget anytime soon. Thank God, because the fantasies I am having of him will hopefully be put to shame by the real man in-between my legs. Hopefully, this will also give me some more things to dream about in the future.

I better remember to tell those bitches thanks for leaving the bar when they did!