Looking into the blue eyes of Tig, Lacy's jaw dropped.

"Excuse me?" She asked. She had to admit, he had some balls talking to her like that, and it turned her on.

"You're excused." Happy rasped out, his voice sending a shiver down her spine. Taking a sip of the beer in his large hand, he looked her body up and down.

"So you own the porn shop huh? Bet you're into some pretty kinky things huh doll?" Tig asked, leaning against the bar, a gleam in his eye.

She was half disgusted by his boldness, half intrigued. Taking the fresh beer from his hands she took a long pull and got down off the stool, clutch in hand.

"Maybe. Maybe not." She said shrugging her shoulders as she started walking backwards towards Gemma and Luann. "You'll have to just find out for yourselves." Winking at the two men, she spun around and walked away.

"So?" Luann asked, moving her eyebrows up and down.

"They're cute." Lacy said, sipping the beer she had stolen from Tig and looking back over. They were still leaned against the bar, Tig with a new beer, watching her.

"Cute?" Gemma laughed. "That's one word I've never heard used to describe those two."

"How do people usually describe them?"

"Sick. Fucked up in the head. Rough." Gemma told her. Lacy turned and stared into Happy's dark eyes, not knowing where Tig had gone, and bit her lip. She liked the sound of that, in a dark devilish way. Just by looking at this one she could tell he was rough in the bedroom. He had a constant look of anger that when she looked at him, she felt heat start to pool between her legs.

"Sounds about right." Tig's voice suddenly spoke behind them.

"Jesus Christ Tiggy, you almost gave me a heart attack." Gemma said slapping him as Clay walked up behind her.

"Don't joke about that shit Gem." Clay said, wrapping his arms around her waist and nuzzling into her neck. "Time to go." He almost growled.

"Alright baby." Gemma told him, setting her beer down to walk away with him. "Lacy, I'm having a little get together Saturday. Clay's birthday. You should stop by."

"I'll think about it." Lacy tipped her beer to her.

"You do that." Gemma smiled and with that walked out the club door with Clay. Turning her attention back to Luann and Tig she finished off her beer and excused herself. Out of the corner of her eye she watched as Tig zoned in on her ass. You could tell he was thinking about something as a sick smile grew across his lips. Yeah, he was the kinky one. He liked to do some weird shit, she would put money on that. Thinking to herself about how long it had been since she had been with an actual man and not a toy she had ordered, she approached the bar to get another drink from Half-Sack.

"Hey you there, Sack guy." She chimed, getting his attention. "Another beer please." Giggling at the look he gave her as he mouthed 'sack guy' and shook his head. Handing her the cold beer he looked her up and down.

"So uh, you seeing anyone?" He asked trying to be hot. Lacy noticed as Happy's ears perked up.

"Down pup. I'd hurt you." She huskily replied, taking a sip of her beer and turning towards Happy who was now laughing gruffly.

"You didn't answer his question." He eyed her, crossing his arms around his chest, beer in his hand.

"No. I am not seeing anyone nor do I plan too." Lacy said sweetly, reaching up to run her finger down the middle of his chest, stopping at his belt buckle. He growled low in his throat. "Alright, well this has been fun and all, but I need to go get Luann. I'm ready to go home." She finished, pulling her hand back and smile devilishly. "Nice to meet you Happy."

She sat her beer down at the bar and made her way back to Luann and told her she was ready to leave. Thanking her for sticking around, she scurried off leaving her at Tig's mercy.

"I can give you a right home doll." He leaned onto the table on his arms and smiling wickedly.

"Oh I bet you could Tig." Lacy bit her lip, smiling. "Maybe another time cowboy." Seeing Luann walk up with Happy, she finished.

"Happy said he could take you home. If you don't want to take his bike he just finished working on his truck before the run." Luann told her, almost shoving her at Happy.

"I'll take the truck. I've never been on a bike before." Lacy said, wrapping her arm around Happy's and waiting for him to escort her out.

"What!" Tig yelled out. "You've never been on a bike? Well I'm going to change that for ya. You and me, tomorrow. Say noonish?" Tig took a sip of his beer looking at her hopefully.

"Maybe." She said coyly, reaching into her clutch she passed him one of her business cards with her number on it. Feeling Happy's muscles tense as she handed the card over she knew he was jealous. "Calm down killer, you're getting to take me home first." Lacy said, placing her hand across herself and onto his arm. "Let's go."

Ooooooo

Giving him directions as they drove out to her place, she noticed how he didn't really talk. She wondered why. Reaching down she pulled her heels off, her feet were killing her, making sure as she slowly bent back up to caress her leg lightly, knowing he was watching. Pulling her heels into her lap on top of her clutch, she turned her head to look at him.

"See anything you like?"

"I see a lot of things I like." His deep raspy voice sent goose bumps down her arms.

They didn't speak the rest of the way to her house unless to talk about which way he needed to drive. The tension in the cab of the truck was thick, almost electric. Thinking about all the possibilities of the night she slowly started to get wet. Pointing him to her long drive way, she made sure to dip a little bit, pushing her tits together as she pointed, letting him get a good glimpse before leaning back up.

Making their way up her drive-way, Lacy's heart began to pound in anticipation. Parking his truck next to her sliver BMW he turned it off and shut off the headlights.

"Holy shit. This is your place?" Happy asked, taking in the very large white Victorian style house and small guest house out behind it.

"Yes. I've always loved houses like this. I was so happy when I found it online." She beemed out at her gorgeous home. "Frankie and Ralph live out in the guesthouse." She pointed to the small house.

"Frankie and Ralph?" He stiffened slightly.

"My father's security." Lacy told him, rolling her eyes. He suddenly grabbed her jaw, pulling her towards him.

"Don't fucking roll your eyes at me." His anger apparent, but so was his need. She looked down to the bulge starting to form in his jeans. Pulling her face out of his hands she opened her door and jumped out. Dropping her heels she took her belt off and dropped it next to them. Using her finger to call him out of the truck towards she shut her door and turned around. Undoing the back of her dress, hearing his door open then close, she smiled to herself. Walking up onto the wrap around porch she pulled her keys out of her clutch, then let her dress fall to the ground. Standing in just a black thong, she pushed her front door open and turned just her head to look at him. He was standing at the bottom of the steps, still in the yard, taking his kutt off.

"Want to come in?" She asked, grabbing her breasts and smiling as she stepping into the front room of her house, leaving the door open for him. Pulling her thong down, she hung it on the banister and made her way up to the landing before turning around and dropping her clutch. Happy had shut her front door and kicked his boots off. Hanging his kutt up on her coatrack he took his shirt off to reveal a rock hard body. His muscles rippling under his tan tattooed skin. Unbuckling his belt he looked up at her intently. He was going to fuck the living shit out of her. She smiled and started walking up the next set of steps. Walking down the long hallway to her bedroom, she waited at the open door for him. He came around the landing naked, huge stiff cock rocketing out from his groin and made his way up to her, taking in all of the family pictures along the walls and beautiful old hardwood floor. Waiting for his eyes to land on her, she walked into her room to her large four poster bed with black comforter and red silk sheets. Sitting down on the edge of it to face the door, she started massaging her breast in one hand and snaking her hand down her body with the other. Locking eyes with him as he came in, she started playing with herself, watching him start to rub himself. With a slow and deadly pace he walked over to her, letting her reach out and grab his pulsing cock. Happy moaned low as she took him into her mouth.

Sucking and twirling her tongue around his stiff member, she bobbed her head up and down, feeling him grab a handful of her hair. Cupping his balls into her free hand, she rubbed them, listening to the sounds he made. Looking up through her long eyelashes she looked into his eyes as she gave him a long lick from base to tip. Pushing her back on the bed he pulled her legs up and over his shoulders as he bent down, thrusting into her.

"Oh fuck" She screamed as he began to furiously pound into her. "Oh right there, right there." Lacy dug her perfectly manicured nails into his ass. Arching her back she closed her eyes and bit her lip. "Oh my god, fuck me Happy." She called out.

Pulling out of her and dropping her leg, he flipped her over to where she was standing bent over her bed. Grabbing her hips, he slammed as hard as he could into her.

"You're so fucking tight. Jesus!" He said, breathing heavy as he fucked her as hard and fast as he could. Letting go of her hips, her reached around and grabbed her breasts, using them to hold her in place and pulling her up slightly. She cupped his hands and arched her back, meeting him stroke for stroke.

"Mmm baby yea, harder." She moaned out. "Don't stop."

"Shut the fuck up." He growled, reaching one hand up to grab her around the neck and pull her back to him. She kept her back arched at just the right angle so he was stroking her sweet spot. She began to cry out with his every thrust as his grip tighten on her throat. Feeling her walls starting to tighten he pulled out and let her go, letting her fall onto her bed. He didn't want her to come yet. Climbing onto the bed and laying back he pulled her on top of him. She slid herself down on him and began to ride him at a rapid pace, one hand digging its nails into his peck the other one braced against his thigh. Grabbing her hips he matched her pace. Watching her head fall back and her breath begin to catch he started to feel her walls tighten again. Grabbing her by the throat, he used the hand on her hip and began pounding into her, meeting her climax. Her arms reached out and suddenly her hand were around his throat, Happy lost it. He had never had a woman do something like that to him. Her walls clamped around him making his balls tighten and cum to shoot into her, filling her pussy as she screamed out from her own orgasm. Letting go of her neck, he reached up to her hands that were now merely flat against his chest for leverage, pulling them down. She fell into him, exhausted. Laying her next to him he laid back and tried to breath.

"You can stay if you want. I don't know what time it is but I know it's late." Lacy offered, rolling onto her side to face him. "If you aren't comfortable in bed with me, there is a guest room across the hall you can use."

"Do you want me to stay?" Happy asked, breath finally back to normal. He didn't look at her instead he looked up to the canopy above her bed.

"Kind of. It's been awhile since I've had a man in my bed." She said, moving the comforter out from underneath her, forcing Happy to move as well so they could cover up. Rolling her back to him, she snuggled her pillow. Feeling Happy's arms wrap around her, she was pulled back into his chest.

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