Chapter 6 #3
“Come on, we better get a plate before there’s nothing left. These guys have an endless pit in their stomachs and can massacre a buffet.” Draven says, lifting me to my feet.
We spend the next couple of hours eating and having a good afternoon with everyone.
Nash finally wakes up and when he meets Sadie, he instantly forms a crush.
I’m not sure exactly how it happened but somehow, he convinces Sadie to let him spend the night with her and Harley tonight, and to my surprise, the girls eagerly agreed.
So now, Draven and I find ourselves well on our way to getting drunk while hanging out inside the clubhouse.
“Come dance with us,” Sin shouts from the makeshift dance floor, and just as I make it over to them, Needed Me starts blaring from the sound system.
Grabbing Sin’s hand, I channel Vixen and mime the words “don’t move” and put on a show.
Sin winks and plants her feet as I spin around her, slinking up her body as I roll my hips and grind against her as the song plays on.
Sin threads her hands in my hair and moves with me, the whole act is pure perfection.
Looks like my girl has some moves of her own.
Just as the song ends, a strong arm locks around my middle and hoists me up and off the dance floor.
“Hey! We were having fun,” Sin shouts from behind us.
“Too much fun,” Viper yells but never looks back as he carries me over to the table we’d been sitting at. He retakes his seat and situates me on his lap.
“Jealous?” I laugh as I turn to face him.
“Do I need to be?” he asks with a raised brow, daring me to say the wrong thing.
“Never!”
“Didn’t think so,” he mumbles, reaching for his beer on the table that I quickly steal from his hands and drain completely.
“Want another beer, baby?” I ask, shaking the empty at him.
“Yeah. Hop up, and I’ll go grab us one.”
“I got it.” As I make my way to the bar, I look around the room and see that the club girls are out in full force.
I see Sparrow in the corner of the room with a girl in his lap and his hand up her skirt.
Quickly averting my eyes, I lean against the bar and signal the prospect for two more and head back to my man once I take them from his hand.
“Here.” I hand Draven his beer and slide back onto his lap. I sip my own as I continue my survey of the room. I’m shocked when my eyes land on G and the asshole Rock. She’s out here in the open half naked as she rides him, not caring at all that several people are watching the show.
“Like what you see?” Draven whispers into my ear.
“I’m not sure,” I tell him honestly. I mean they are hot together but he’s a bastard that I don’t like at all, and I know he will leave my friend hurt when it’s all said and done.
A rough hand slides under the edge of my shirt and rubs across my belly.
I lean my back against his chest and close my eyes, enjoying the relaxing feel of his hands on me.
I can feel the cool air kiss my stomach as he raises my top above my bikini-covered breasts.
I gasp as he pulls the cups down, exposing me to the room.
The action doesn’t bother me considering my profession, I’m just surprised it’s him putting my body on display.
Warm hands cover my chilled flesh, and the dueling sensations cause my nipples to harden painfully, dragging a moan from my lips.
His warm breath caresses my ear as he chuckles from hearing the sound I just emitted.
One strong hand squeezes my tit as the other travels down my exposed torso and I start to get excited as he unbuttons my denim shorts.
“Take ‘em off” is quietly growled into my ear. The task is difficult, but I finally manage to shimmy out of my shorts without drawing any attention to myself. Luckily, we’re in the corner of the room and nobody is paying any attention to us. “Lose the shirt too, Vixen,” he demands.
Climbing to my feet, I remove my top and turn to stand in front of him with nothing but my bikini bottoms and sandals on.
Moving closer, I straddle his lap and lean back enough to release him from his jeans.
He slides my bottoms to the side as I take him in my hand to guide him to my entrance and slowly sink down on his hardened cock.
With my arms wrapped around his neck, I lean my head forward against his and ask, “This what you want, babe? Me to ride you in front of your brothers, so they know I belong to only you?”
“Yeah, baby.” he pants. Eyes locked on mine as his hands cling to my hips, rocking me to the tempo of the music playing around us.
Threading my fingers in his hair, I give a sharp tug so I have his full attention as I tell him, “I love you.”
His hands move up my sides and lace in my hair as he tightly clutches the strands and finally gives me the words I’ve been longing to hear. “I love you too, baby. Don’t know how it happened, but I swear on everything, I fucking love you.”
“Yeah,” I sigh like it’s an inconvenience and then smirk, giving him a taste of his own medicine.
“Bitch.” He chuckles before surging up inside me and taking me like I crave.
“Asshole.” I whimper, holding on for the ride.