The sass; PT 1 / 2

PT 2

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~So this was a request from the prompts list but it sparked a whole story and there will be more added to this. @mackenzie301, thank you for requesting this and @ilikechocolatemilkh, thank you for your help!

1. I’m not here to win any popularity contest

7. I don’t hate you, I just strongly dislike you.

60. If you don’t go, I’ll (insert threat here)~

Reader’s POV

I had begun working at TM when Thomas was born and the boys were inside. Gemma needed someone to run the garage while she helped Tara with Thomas and Abel. My mom and Gemma were long time friends and Gemma knew I had gone to school for business management, so I was the first one she asked to help. I agreed since I already knew most of the boys and had spent a lot of time at TM when I needed work experience during college.

Once the boys were back out, I had already gotten into a rhythm and Gemma liked having some free time to spend with her boys so I was kept on and for the most part it was great. There was only one tiny (huge) pain in my ass and that was Happy Fucking Lowman. The man had been the bane of my existence since he had gotten out of Stockton. He for some reason had it out for me, always making me look like a fool, talking down to me (when he did talk), and just all around being a jackass. Eventually, after being fed up with everything he did, I realized a tick of Happy’s. He hated to work on the newer cars, the ones that had the computers in them. He could work on them but it took him longer and he got frustrated easily with them.

That’s why I began to assign him all of the newer cars that came in and it really did bug him. I don’t think he realized and it had been nearly three weeks now. Currently, I was closing up the shop for the night when I heard someone curse. I frowned and looked through the blinds to find Happy bent over the car I had assigned him earlier today. I giggled and smirked, well this was going to be fun, I thought as I opened the door and walked into the garage.

“Having trouble?” I leaned against the wall. Happy just growled in response. “I mean these new cars are a bitch.” I saw Happy stiffen and then moved so he was standing next to the car and looking at me. Well the term glaring was more accurate.

“You…” He growled taking a step towards me. “You are the reason that I have been working on these goddamn cars!”

“I’ve got no idea what you’re talking about…” I said innocently but I couldn’t keep the smirk off my face.

“You bitch!” He growled taking another step closer to me.

“Oh I’m the bitch? You’re the one acting like it.” I snapped.

“Do you know who you are talking to, little girl?” He was right in front of me now and his breathing was heavy.

“Yeah, I know. You’re the Tacoma killer and you know what? I don’t give a fuck.” I glared right back. “I’m not scared of your bitch ass.” He growled again and he pushed me against the wall.

“You may want to rethink that sentence.” He snarled.

“Or what?” I growled right back. Both of our chests were heaving as we glared at each other. I let out a squeak as his lips crashed against mine in a hard and rough kiss. I couldn’t help but kiss back though and my hands curled into his tank top that he was wearing. His hands went right to my ass to lift me up and push me even further into the wall. I lifted one hand up to his neck and I bit down on his lower lip, which he let out another growl too and started grinding against me. I let out a loud moan as he did and broke off the kiss. “W… what are… you doing…?”

“Shut up.” He snapped but instead of kissing me again, he opened the door to the office and carried me in there. He set me down on the desk and ripped my plaid button down shirt open.

“Fuck! That was my favorite shirt! You ass!” I yelled and he kissed me hard again while grabbing my covered pussy hard and rubbing me through my jeans. I let out a loud moan and my hips bucked up into his hand.

“I said shut up.” He smirked and pulled back again. This time to undo my pants and pull them off of me. He did the same with my panties before pulling me off the desk and turning me around. He pushed me back against the desk and undid my bra, pulling it off of me. He gripped my hair tightly and pushed me down against the top of my desk. His other hand slid down my back slowly and then grabbed my ass again. He let it go and then smacked it hard which I let out a gasp to. He chuckled and let his grip on my hair go. “Stay.” He ordered and I heard him shuffle behind me. I assumed that he was taking off his clothes and honestly I was so wet and horny that I didn’t care that it was Happy behind me.

Suddenly, he smacked the other side of my ass hard and I let out a loud moan. His grip returned on my hair and pulled backwards so my back was arched. He pressed his cock against my entrance and entered me fast and hard. We both let out moans as he filled me completely. He was long, thick, and felt oh so good inside of me. He grabbed my right thigh and lifted that leg onto the desk, so he could sink even further into me before he started to thrust into me. His thrusts were hard and fast. My stomach hurt slightly as it was pushed into the desk over and over again but the pain only added to the pleasure that Happy was giving to me. My moans and his groans echoed in the office and I was so glad no one was there tonight. With as loud as we were being there was no way they wouldn’t of heard us but in that moment I didn’t care. I don’t think I would of even cared if someone had walked through the door and caught us in the act.

He felt so good and he knew exactly what he was doing. Hitting all the right spots, slowing down and speeding up just to make it borderline torture, and spanking my ass hard every once in awhile. After the third smack I was very quickly approaching my orgasm.

“Hap…. Happy…” I moaned out loudly. “I’m going…. Fuck!” He hit my gspot hard and I couldn’t stop the gasp

“Cum, little girl.” He growled in my ear and leaned down to bite my neck hard. I came as soon as he did and I felt him cum inside me too. He leaned against my back and I leaned further onto the desk as we both panted. After Happy caught his breath, he pulled back and started putting on his clothes without a word of what just happened, not that I expected anything else from him. I finally caught my breath and started searching for my clothes too. I had only put my underwear and bra on before Happy turned me around to face him.

“What….?” I managed to get out before he cut me off.

“Don’t piss me off again. The next lesson might not be so enjoyable.” He smirked at me before leaving the office. Once the door was closed I leaned against the desk and let out a shaky breath. I heard his bike start and him pull out before I put on the rest of my clothes and locked up the garage for the night.

The next morning, I woke up with a huge hickey on the side of my neck, handprints on my ass, and other various bruises but I felt great. My whole body tingled in a painfully pleasurable way as I got up and got ready. I decided to wear an off the shoulder, long sleeve shirt to show off the hickey since there was no use in hiding it and honestly I wanted to get Gemma off my back about going on a date. I headed to TM and opened up the garage and office for the day. Tig and Chibs were the first to the garage for the day and they both stopped by the office to say hello.

“Hey doll!” Tig greeted cheerfully.

“Hey Tiggy.” I smiled as I moved files to the cabinet.

“Ya seem extra chippy, lass.” Chibs chuckled. I paused since they hadn’t even seen the hickey yet and they could already tell that I was in a good mood.

“Has Hap stopped being so hard on you?” Tig asked and I had to bite my lip to keep from giggling. Well, I guess that was one way to put it.

“No, I just had a really good night…” I smirked and the boys let out whistles.

“Did someone get laid last night?” Tig asked with a smirk and I bit my lip before turning around so they could see my hickey.

“Maybe… “ I giggled.

“Damn, lass…” Chibs’ and Tig’s eyes got huge as they saw it.

“That’s one hell of a hickey, doll! Who’s the lucky bastard, since obviously it wasn’t me that put it there?” Tig said as he looked me up and down in a suggestive way.

“Well that, my dear Tiggy, is none of your business.” I smirked at him and he pouted.

“Oh, come on, doll!” Tiggy pouted. Chibs smirked and leaned against the side of the desk as he looked me over too.

“Ya got any matchin’ bruises, lass?” Chibs asked suddenly and Tig’s eyes got huge as he looked from Chibs to me.

“Do you!?” Tig almost yelled. I let out a giggle and smirked at them.

“You’ll never see them.” I winked at them. Tig let out a groan.

“Sorry doll, but if I continue this conversation I will get a boner.” Tig chuckled and kissed my head before heading to the garage. Chibs and I laughed about Tig and his bluntness.

“So… who was it?” Chibs asked with a smirk.

“I am not telling Chibs. One, because you would not know the poor guy and two, because I don’t need you boys torturing him.” I played it off as if it was some random guy they wouldn’t know. The rest of the boys started pulling in for the day and Chibs gave me a long look.

“Tell me la’er, love.” He winked and went to the garage to work. It was about lunchtime and I was bent over putting a file in the bottom cabinet. I heard the door open and close.

“One minute! I just need to find where this file goes.” I called back to whoever it was.

“Take your time, little girl.” Happy rumbled and I froze. “I’m enjoying the view.” I straightened up and turned around to look at him. I leaned against the desk and crossed my arms while giving him a glare.

“What do you want?” I asked and I saw his gaze fall on my hickey and him give an even bigger smirk.

“Well, the guys went to lunch and I wanted to see what shape I left my fuck toy in.” He leaned against the wall. I rolled my eyes at him and let out an annoyed huff.

“You didn’t do any damage to me.” I said with an annoyed look. Honestly, it hurt to sit down and he knew it by the look in his eyes.

“I’m sure.” He chuckled and pushed off from the wall. He walked over to me and grabbed my hips. He pulled me close and our chests were pressed close. One of his hands moved from my hip to grab my ass hard and I couldn’t help but moan and whimper at the touch. “Yeah, no damage.”

“Jackass.” I glared at him. “You know you could be nice for once.”

“I’m not here to win any popularity contests, little girl.” Happy chuckled.

“That’s obvious.” I said. He narrowed his eyes at me and his grip tightened.

“Watch your mouth, little girl.” He said. “Otherwise, I won’t give you any more pretty little bruises.”

“Who says I want more?” I asked.

“I know you do because as much as you hate me, you still couldn’t stop yourself last night.” Happy told me.

“I don’t hate you, I just strongly dislike you.” I told him.

“Either way, you loved what I did to you.” He leaned down and lightly kissed my hickey which caused me to moan and my hands grabbed his arms. He pushed me against the desk and bit lightly.

“Happy….” I moaned before coming to some of my senses and pushing him away. He growled at that and tried to grab me again. “You need to go before one of the guys come back out.”

“I could always fuck you on the floor. They wouldn’t see then.” He smirked and I saw Chibs and Juice come out of the clubhouse. Neither were paying attention to our direction.

“Hap, Chibs and Juice are back you need to go.” I told him, sternly.

“What if I don’t want to.” He challenged.

“If you don’t go, I’ll rip your balls off and choke you to death with them.” I hissed at him.

“Fine, but I’ll find you later.” He promised before walking through the garage door. I sighed and slumped into the desk chair. What the fuck just happened?

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