Born to Ride_A Clubhouse Collection

chapter 5

I wake early the next morning...well, early as in, mid-morning, but before everyone else. My mouth feels like it’s full of cobwebs, my head is pounding and stomach is churning.

I quickly and quietly redress in my clothes from the night before and exit the bedroom. I need coffee. Stat. Then I have to get back to Jenn’s and have a hot shower. Then I am going to process the events of the previous night. I can’t believe I sucked another woman’s breasts. NO! I will think about that later. Now isn’t the time.

I tip toe through the numerous bodies sprawled throughout the clubhouse. There are half naked and fully naked girls passed out on the furniture and on the floor. I don’t see any bikers though, so I assume they must all have bedrooms here.

“Oh,” I shriek. I look down at the woman who has my ankle in her grip. Her bleach blonde hair is looking like a rats nest and her makeup is smudged all over face. The denim skirt she’s wearing has ridden up to her hips, leaving her g-string clad ass on display for the world.

“Where you goin’, schexy?” She slurs, clearly still drunk.

I give my leg a tug and her wrist turns limp, releasing me. “’Bye,” I give a tight smile and a small wave, before leaving as quickly as I can.

After stopping to grab a Starbucks, I make it back Jenn’s and have a shower. I collapse on the bed and throw my hands over my face, falling asleep immediately.

“Lace, you here?” I stir and open my eyes. “Lace?” Jenn calls again, her voice getting louder as she gets closer to me.

“In here,” I try to shout, but my voice is husky and thick from sleep.

“Oh, hey. How do you feel today?” She laughs, taking in my appearance.

“Like shit,” I answer, dryly.

“Ha! You look it, too.”

“Bitch,” I grumble; feigning annoyance.

“You know you love me.” Jenn lays beside me on top of the covers and asks how my night was.

I flush. My face heats so quickly, and it’s so hot, I know I must look like I’ve kissed the sun.

“What?!” Jenn shrieks.

“Oh, god,” I groan, “don’t scream.”

“Sorry, sorry. But your face...what did you do. Or, more to the point, who did you do.” She waggles her eyebrows at me, awaiting my reply.

“I may or may not have slept with a biker dude...and there may or may not have been another girl involved.”

“Oh my god, seriously?”

My heart drops as I realize Jenn may think I’m a slut. I don’t think I am. I mean, it just happened. It wasn’t planned and it’s not something that will happen again. It’s not like I did it in public. It happened in the privacy of a bedroom. That doesn’t make me a slut or a whore, or anything but someone who had an awesome night that I’m not going to regret.

“Whoa,” Jenn looks at me intently. I hadn’t realized I had said those words out loud. “I don’t think you’re a whore or a slut. I think it’s f*cking hot that you had a ménage.”

“Oh. Have you ever had one?”

She scoffs. “I wish! But, Switch would never share me, and if I’m honest, I couldn’t share him either.”

I nod. It must be nice to always have someone. Someone you can rely on, someone who will catch you when you fall and support you when you soar. Someone who loves you unconditionally – not because they have to, but because they want to. I only hope I can find a love like that, one day.

“So, was it good? Who was it with?” Jenn asks, excitedly.

I blanch. “I didn’t ask his name,” I admit, quietly.

Jenn doesn’t look at me in disgust, like I thought she might have. She simply smiles and demands I tell her all the gory details.

I fill her in, leaving nothing out. By the end, her mouth is gaping wide. “That is f*cking hot! I need a cold shower. I’ll be back.” She runs out the room and I burst out laughing.

It was pretty hot.

“Oh,” she pauses at the door to look at back me, “Just point him out next time we’re at the clubhouse and I’ll tell you who he is.” She winks and then she’s gone. Five minutes later, I hear her shower going.