“Oh, baby, give me a minute to get my brain working again and it’s on. I’m gonna fuck you right on the kitchen counter.”
Squeezing her thighs together, she just smiled. How did he do that to her, turn her on with dirty words? Reaching for his hand, Sway drew it up under her dress. When his fingers touched her bare pussy, she stepped closer to him, wanting Vicious to touch her. His thick fingers slid into her, making her whimper.
“Spread your legs, baby.”
Widening her stance, Sway held on to his shoulders for balance as he finger-fucked her.
Through hooded eyes, Vicious watched Sway fall apart as he thrust his fingers in and out of her pussy. His woman was fine as fuck. Her scent filled his head as his cock hardened. They were gonna be late for sure. Pulling his hand from beneath her dress, he picked her up and set her on the counter. “I got to touch. Now, I want a taste.”
They were late arriving, but who said they had to be there early? Pulling up to the clubhouse, Vicious felt he needed to go over a few things. “Babe, I want to explain a few things before we go inside.”
“Okay.”
“Tonight, you may see things that bother you.”
“Vicious, I’ve been to sex parties with Lottie. I’m not worried about what I see.”
“Not just that. Just remember to always make sure you introduce yourself as my ol’ lady. If any guy attempts to make a move on you, you find me or one of the chapter members and tell us. You’re mine, and no one should disrespect that.”
“Can’t I just stay by you?”
“Yes, but in the case you aren’t by me. And don’t let the girls fuck with you.”
“I’m not worried about them.” Sway noticed a few guys walking up to the door. She watched as one prospect engaged with them. “What’s that all about?” She pointed to the group.
“Tank’s telling them to put their helmets back on their bikes.”
“Why?”
“They have the potential to be used as weapons. If they walk in the clubhouse with their helmets, someone will take offense and then there will be a problem.”
“There are a lot of rules.”
“I suppose so.” Vicious shut off the truck. “Ready, sexy?”
“As ready as I’ll get.”
The party was in full swing when they walked in the door. Everywhere you looked there was food, fun, and fornication happening. Vicious looked around as he walked Sway farther inside. Girls were working the poles, girls were dancing in cages, the pool tables were packed, and partygoers lined the bar. Not to mention, a few couples were engaging in sex. What was a clubhouse party without sex?
First thing on his agenda was finding out if Croon and Squatch had arrived. He had to provide Croon with the costume and lipstick he had been asked to get. Tugging Sway along, he weaved a path through the crowd, heading for the back. There were plenty of shoulder slaps and brotherly hugs to go around. Keeping Sway’s hand in his, Vicious made sure he introduced her as his ol’ lady. He did not want any problems tonight. Having her there was a big statement for him, one he made sure was heard. Tugging her closer, he leaned in, making sure she could hear him. “How about a drink?”
“That sounds good,” she almost shouted back. Lord knew she needed one to calm her nerves. A gentle tap on her shoulder had Sway turning around, and her good mood instantly soured at seeing who had tapped her. It was one of the girls from her first visit. “Do you need something, hunny?” Sway asked, not hiding her dislike.
“I wanted to apologize and introduce myself.” The girl stuck out her hand. “I’m Kiki.”
Looking at the outstretched palm, Sway decided that if she was going to be the VP’s ol’ lady, it came with a certain responsibility. Sliding her hand firmly into Kiki’s, she pulled her gently forward. Sway smiled at her and said, “It’s nice to meet you formally, Kiki. If you ever fuck with my ol’ man, I’ll beat your ass. We clear?”
“No worries. We all got the memo. Vicious is off-limits.”
“Good.” Sway watched Kiki saunter off. She made her stand and felt like she got her point across.She still had those brass knuckles, Sway thought.
Vicious had quietly kept his eye on Kiki when she approached Sway. Now that the girl had scampered off, he was curious what she and Sway talked about. It couldn’t have been much said in two-point-five seconds. “What did Kiki want?”
“She wanted to introduce herself.”
“And what did you say?”
“I reminded her if she ever came on to you again, I’d beat her ass.”