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ALEX POV

Ever seen a movie where someone walks into a room and the music cuts off, and everyone stares at them? I was having one of those moments. The Sons stared at me in the doorway and it took me a second to figure out what they were waiting for. "It's done." I said simply, going to sit with Happy and some sweet butt, taking his beer and finishing it for him.

"I knew you'd come through for us." He said with a smirk before turning to his choice tail of the night. "Go get my friend and me a couple more beers, and a couple shots." He told her.

She looked at him, confused, and then stared at me. "She can't get her own drinks?" She asked snottily. Sweet butts served the guys, old ladies, and themselves.

"I'm higher on the food chain than you." I told her. "Run along." Politeness has never been my strong suit, especially for women who dropped themselves down to just being walking pussy.

"Trying to cock block me?" Happy said with a laugh.

I snorted. "Please, she'll still let you stick it somewhere warm tonight."

"She better." He said seriously, before grinning again. "Another tat darling?"

"Not tonight Hap. This shit hit me hard tonight, I think I'm just gonna go back to the hotel." I told him.

"And do what? Stare at your wall or take a couple pills so you can pass out? Stay here for a while at least, no reason to sulk, what's done is done." He said to me. I didn't notice Juice come sit at the table while I was staring at my thumbnail intently. "What happened?" Happy asked.

"His old lady and kid were with him. Watched him flop like a fish before he died." I told him honestly. Happy wasn't invincible, stuff got to him too.

"That's rough Ali cat. I'm sorry." Happy said. "Part of the job girl." He added when the sweet butt came back. She whispered something in his ear, and he stood up with a dirty grin. "Don't let her mope." He said to Juice, pointing to me as he walked away.

I finally acknowledged Juice's presence with the always cool head nod, taking the forgotten shot of Happy's and handing to him, taking my own. "You ok?" He asked, looking genuinely concerned.

"Yeah, Hap's nuts." I said nonchalantly. "Shouldn't you be securing a sweet butt for the night?" I asked him teasingly.

"Eh, I'll find one eventually." He said with a smile. The man had a wicked smile; some would even call it panty dropping. I guess one of the Cro Eaters thought the same thing, as she came and sat on his lap, nibbling on his ear. Haven't these women heard about personal space?

I didn't feel like being third wheel, so I got up and wandered over to an empty spot at the bar, where the prospect eyed me nervously. Oh yeah, I pointed a gun at his head earlier… oops. "Can I get another shot of…something?" I asked him with what I hoped was a friendly smile.

JUICE POV

Amy sat on my lap, and Alex split, sitting at the bar talking to Half-Sack. I wanted to go after her, but, Amy was doing this thing to my ear and neck that really made me stand up and take notice, if you get my drift. We made out for a little while, but I made sure to keep an eye on Alex, she was sitting with a couple hanger-ons smoking a joint. She didn't smile very much, which was a shame, cause she had a great one, along with a great ass, great rack...

Anyway, I don't know how long I spent with Amy, but eventually Happy came back out and sat down at the table, and I told Amy to make herself scarce. "Holding out for some better tail?" Happy asked following my eyes to Alex who was now sitting alone, smoking and sipping a beer. "Want some advice about that one?"

"God, yes." I told him.

"Alex is all about control. She wants to control everything in her life. Guy that tames that is the one that takes it away from her, makes her lean on him every once in a while. That goes for life and in the sack, brother."

"So, take control?" I asked him.

"And people say you aren't the brightest lightbulb." Happy said. "How drunk are you?" He asked, randomly.

"I could be drunker… I wish I was drunker…" I told him.

"By the looks of it, Ali Cat is wasted. No way she could drive herself back home. Why don't you take a bottle of liquid courage for when you get there, and escort the lady?"

"Are you sure?" I asked, she didn't seem in the mood for partying earlier.

"There are two things Ali likes to do after a hit: fuck, and shower. You want her, now's the time."

I decided the pussy nervous shit I'd been feeling needed to go out the window. After all, she was just a piece of ass at the end of the day, and no piece of ass gets the better of me.

"Hey." I said to her. "There's no way you're driving home, let's go, I'll take you."

She raised her eyebrow at me, and I expected to get kicked in the balls for giving her an order, but she just smirked, and pulled her keys out, handing them to me. "Let's go then."

ALEX POV

Drunk, that wonderful feeling after tipsy, and before puking. I was squarely in the drunk phase, when Juice asked, no make that told, me that he was going to take me home. It caught me off guard, little puppy dog eyes telling me what to do; but it was pretty sexy, and as I said before, there are two things I like to do after a hit. He was taking hits off a Jack Daniels bottle the whole way there, offering it to me a few times, suffice it to say, he wouldn't be able to drive either.

We walked into the hotel room, and it was like a switch was flipped in him. He grabbed my waist and pulled me towards him, kissing me roughly, and walking us back to the bed. I fell on it, him on top of me, biting and sucking at my neck and collarbone, running his hands down my sides pulling my shirt off, before pulling his off. The man had a great chest; I put my hands on it, pushing him up and rolling over on top of him. I unbuckled his belt, pulling his jeans and boxers off, and knelt down, grabbing his already excited cock in my hand, when surprisingly, he pulled me up, and shook his head. "Not tonight baby, I'm in the driver's seat." He said, pulling my shorts off and kissing my stomach. The feeling between my legs only intensified when he grabbed the waistband of my panties in his teeth, and peeled them off slowly. I shuddered as his he put his hands on the inside of my thighs, pushing them open slightly, putting his head between them. His breath on my heat made me squirm as he took the 'driver's seat' and began licking my folds and sucking on my clit.

"Fuck…" I said quietly, as breathing became harder to do. I arched my back, so close to that delicious feeling of euphoria, when he slipped one, then two fingers in me while still nipping my clit with his teeth, and over the edge I went, letting out a cry as I got dizzy from the combination of alcohol and orgasm. When I opened my eyes Juice was on top of me, kissing me, letting me taste myself on him. He positioned himself at my entrance, pulling a condom on quickly and pushed into me. He fit perfectly, not porn star huge, but definitely not lacking in the size or girth department.

"You feel so fucking good." He whispered in my ear as he began pounding into me. I grabbed his back, probably leaving scratch marks, as I held on tightly moving my hips in time with his.

"God…" I let the word escape me before moaning at the feeling of Juice inside me. He grabbed my legs putting them up on his shoulders, making me even tighter, and him even deeper inside me. "Fuck…" I repeated feeling myself getting close to another orgasm.

"That's it, scream for me baby." He said through gritted teeth, staring in my eyes. So, I obliged, crying out when another orgasm racked my body. I felt him tense up as he joined me in the delicious tingly feeling of post orgasm. We sat like that for a minute before he rolled over, pulling the condom off and dropping it in the trash can, before lying on the bed next to me where I was still controlling my breathing.

"God damn." I said quietly, smiling to myself.

"Yeah…damn." He echoed, pulling me over to him to lay on his chest, where I quickly passed out.