Page 42 of No Mercy

“See any tats, any piercings?” Hawk asked me.

I shook my head. “Nothing visible,” I replied.

“None of them looked like bikers,” Carol spoke up. “They were all dressed in jeans and shirts, casual.”

“No cuts either,” Audra reminded them. “And they were all around the same age, like late twenties, early thirties.”

“And handsome.” Carol received a snort from one of the men for that.

“Any names mentioned?” Rock wanted to know.

We all shook our heads.

The waitress returned to the table with a tray, putting on a good show by bending low as she placed a beer in front of each man. Her breasts were practically spilling out of her low-cut blouse, which I was pretty certain had a few more buttons undone since the last time she’d come around. I rolled my eyes, catching the grins on Michelle and Trish’s faces. Then I thought about my own dress and realized that my girls were practically on display, too.

As we waited for the waitress to leave, conversation stopped. She moved like a snail and I thought to myself,could she be any more obvious?And what nerve! Each man was obviously there with a woman, and she was openly flirting and flashing her goods at them. It was Robin who put the server in her place.

“Hey, honey, nice tits. You’re just my type. Meet me after closing?” A suggestive wink followed up Robin’s outrageous comment.

The waitress, who didn’t look more than twenty, turned all different shades of red and quickly stood up. She opened her mouth but nothing came out. Snickers sounded at our table as she backed up, bumped into a group of dancers, and then turned to flee.

“You’re so bad!” Michelle scolded with a laugh.

“Okay, enough of this bullshit,” Hawk growled.

“Are you going to pee on us now?” Audra teased, shooting me a quick glance.

Hawk stared at her for a second, before pulling her against him. “Will this do, babe?” They kissed like they were new lovers, and not a married couple with baby number three on the way. After Hawk had thoroughly subdued his wife with his mouth, he pulled back and stared at her dreamy state with satisfaction.

Audra only sighed, and I guessed that his possessive kiss would do, as he’d put it. I felt movement beneath my bottom, and I realized that Rock had a hard-on. Even though no one else knew it was there, I did, and I felt scorching heat settle into my cheeks and ears. I was sure that one look at me, and everyone would know what I was sitting on. Suddenly, his hand was gliding up to my throat to the side of my jaw. With little pressure he turned my head enough so he could lean forward and claim my mouth.

I opened my mouth eagerly to him, letting him rub his lips over mine and mesh our tongues until I began to squirm on his lap. His groan was so low that I was sure I was the only one to hear it. My heart began racing, and I felt my nipples tighten. His other hand came up to cup my breast, flicking over the nipple with his thumb.

It didn’t even occur to me to protest.

Someone in the background said, “Well, fuck, didn’t know this was a pissing contest. Come here, baby.”

Rock ended his kiss with a gentle pull of my bottom lip. His cock throbbed steadily against my butt. “Don’t worry about that fucker, Allie. I’ll keep you safe.” I wasn’t sure where that had come from, but it made me feel protected. I faced our group again, sure my face gave away my arousal. I felt his breath against the back of my neck where he buried his face.

“Ladies, sorry to cut your evening short, your men will get you home.” Hawk took a long drink of his beer. None of us seemed inclined to protest about ending our girls’ night out at a fairly early time, but the disappointment was palpable. “After you get your women settled I want to see you brothers back at the club for emergency church.”

“I’ll text the others,” Fox said, pulling out his cell.

Trish and Michelle shrugged as if this was a common occurrence, Robin rolled her eyes, and Carol’s expression didn’t reveal her feelings. Audra gave me a small, apologetic smile. “I’m sorry this happened on your first girls’ night out with us,” she said after a minute. “I hope this won’t keep you from coming with us again.”

“Nothing to be sorry over,” I told her, smiling. “I had a good time for the most part.”

“You’ll still let Sam sleep over, won’t you?” The women began gathering up their belongings in readiness for scooting out of the booth.

Rock set me on my feet and I moved aside so he could get out. Instinctively I looked to him for direction. There was no disguising the lust in his dark eyes, the slight flaring of his nostrils. A quick peek down revealed a serious strain on his zipper where his bowed cock was trying to get out. I shivered, biting my bottom lip to keep from smiling.

I reluctantly pulled my gaze away from his. “Are you sure you don’t mind another one?” We’d planned to be home well after the children were in bed asleep. It was a good possibility that there would be one or two still awake at this time of night, especially if the little ones were whiny. Sam was a good sleeper, but sometimes a disruption in his routine kept him up past his usual bedtime.

“Of course we don’t mind,” Robin assured me. “Besides, Sheryl lives with us, so she’ll still be there to help out.”

“Let Sam spend the night,” Rock joined in the conversation. “Robin has a special routine she does with the kids the morning after girls’ night out. He’ll have a good time.”

I smiled, wondering what her special routine was. I’d have to remember to ask her about it later. The urgency I sensed in the men didn’t allow for any further conversation. “I guess it’s decided, then.”

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