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God yes.

Once we’ve both stopped trembling, I swipe a piece of his damp hair from his forehead, tucking it behind his ear. “Maybe I should go join the cookout and leave you here.”

He growls, baring his teeth. “Be careful, baby, don’t poke the bear.”

I swirl my hips. “Are you scared someone will come in here and take what’s mine?”

“Not even close.”

Reaching behind him, I slide my hands down his arms and undo the ropes. The second he’s free, his arms circle me, and he pulls me close, pressing my breasts against his chest and closing his mouth over mine. He kisses me with deep connection, making me melt into him. Gosh, I could stay here forever.

In his arms.

“We should join everyone else,” I murmur, pressing my mouth to his cheek. “Or we could go for round two?”

“Better not, sweetheart.”

We get dressed and head out to the fire where everyone is sitting. Bikers linger around, and half-dressed women throw themselves at them. There is always someone willing to dowhatever it takes to become an Old Lady. They’re dreaming if they think these men will ever lay claim to them. The only thing they’ll lay on them is their cocks.

“I can’t believe you used to enjoy these women,” I tease Jackson as we walk past them.

“Baby, when you’re alone, you take what’s easy. Never thought I was going to find you.”

“Well, aren’t you lucky you did.”

He grins.

“There you two are,” Ciara yells out when we approach. “God, I’ve never seen two people have so much sex.”

“Ciara!” Addison scoffs. “I swear to thealmightyif you continue mentioning my father having sex, I’m going to come over there and throw you in the dirt.”

Ciara throws a grin in her direction. “Try it. I love a good scuffle. Not as much as our Serenity, though.”

I roll my eyes. “I was done with the drama.”

“Girl, that woman is probably traumatized for life after your little show,” Ciara giggles.

“I’m sure she’s fine,” I wave a hand. “A little head wound, nothing major.”

“You’ve got a savage side,” Spike grins. “I like it.”

“Me too,” Jackson murmurs, sitting down beside me.

“So what now?” Addison asks, crossing her legs. “I feel bored when we don’t have an abundance of drama to deal with.”

“We should do that vacation,” Janine points out. “I could use one before I’m a full-time mom to two.”

“I say a cruise,” Ciara claps her hands. “I could have fun on one of those.”

“Fuck no,” Spike mutters. “Those are a cesspool of fucking sickness.”

“Don’t be so dramatic, bestie,” Addison smiles, her voice light. “We could have so much fun on one of those. Imagine all the dancing, alcohol, and sunbathing...”

Ciara sighs. “Oh yes. I could use that kind of freedom. And the kids’ club, nobody forget the kids’ club.”

I grin. “That sounds like heaven but give me a bit longer to enjoy my daughter again before we go throwing her into a kids’ club. Right now, a beach and cocktails would do me just fine.”

“Just hold the tail,” Jackson teases.

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