The Last Riders - First Four Votes Read Free Page B

take him wherever the fuck you want to.” Again, he reached out to grab Ton, shoving her out of his way.
    As Beth grabbed a stool to regain her balance, she heard a harsh voice directed at the meathead. “Back off, Knox. Let him go. You can settle the score later.”
    Beth turned to see the man from outside shoving the huge man's back. The woman who had been giving him the blowjob followed meekly behind him before giving Beth a wink and going behind the bar where she immediately began filling glasses with foaming beer.
    Beth felt herself turning red, unable to meet his eyes. She was angry that she continued to make a fool of herself in front of this particular biker.
    The man called Knox looked as if he was going to argue before grinning at her, raising his voice so that Ton could hear him. “Count yourself lucky, old man, that tonight this sweet looking bitch showed up, but I will be dealing with you later. I am tired of your mouth spouting off what you’re too old to back up.”
    Ton, with his oxygen restored, if not his sanity, responded unwisely, “You see what I mean, Beth. He’s a pussy.”
    Beth screamed as Knox lunged for the unrepentant Ton, knocking her sideways as the bikers moved to hold Knox back.
    Beth found herself grabbed and held until she was able to regain her balance. Looking up, she saw eyes staring down on her that forced feelings from her body that had been repressed for years. She pulled away from the hard body supporting her, uncomfortable with the memory of his sexual encounter with the waitress just a few minutes ago. A red faced Beth turned to see the heavily tattooed biker holding back a struggling Ton, while four others held back a furious Knox.
    “This is my bar, and I don’t care much what goes down in here as long as your money is green,” Mick bellowed, drawing everyone’s attention. “But I am going to have to tell you to leave Ton alone. I am friends with Loker, and I am telling you he will make amends for his father.”
    Beth was surprised at the reaction that drew from the bikers. Even the furious Knox hesitated. Taking advantage, she moved to take Ton’s arm, determined to get out of the bar while Mick held their attention; however, Ton wasn’t having it.
    The obnoxious man jerked away from her touch. “I ain’t going nowhere till I get another drink.”
    “Please, Ton, let’s just go. Mr. James wants me to take you home. He’s waiting for my call.”
    “Then he can wait ten more minutes because I am getting my drink.” The belligerent man stomped to a nearby table and yelled at Mick, “I’ll have another whiskey.”
    Mick just stared at him before turning to the woman behind the bar. “Jenna, get him a whiskey.” Looking at the bikers in warning, he went back to the bar and began serving drinks. “Round of beers on the house.” Mick’s words had the bikers moving to the bar.
    Beth didn’t miss the threatening glare Knox threw Ton before reaching for his beer and leaning against the bar, not taking his eyes off the drunken man.
    Beth, not knowing exactly what to do in this ludicrous position, took a chair at the table next to Ton. When the waitress put the whiskey in front him, she didn’t raise her eyes. She already had seen too much of the woman.
    “Can I get you anything?”
    “No thanks.”
    “Suit yourself.” Beth raised her eyes to see the amusement in Jenna’s expression. Beth became aware then that the woman knew that Beth had seen her sexual act outside and could not care less. She watched as she served drinks to the men in the bar, flirting with several of the bikers.
    Beth surreptitiously looked at the biker Jenna had given the blowjob and saw no jealously. Instead, he was staring at her. Her face reddened with embarrassment when he took a seat at the small table next to her. His thigh brushing hers before Beth hastily moved it away.
    “You know you’ve placed Loker in a bad position, Ton,” the biker said.
    “It won’t be the first time