Page 23 of Acid

With that, Ghost walks over with Enzo in his arms. He leans down and hands him over to Star, all while kissing her passionately. Enzo grabs both their faces in his chubby hands, breaking their kiss. Ghost smiles and kisses the top of Enzo’s head.

“Won’t be too long,” he states to Star.

She nods. “Be careful,” she warns. He gives her a wink.

All the brothers begin to file in, and Maggie, Josie, Dixie, and Nova all come over and sit with us. Acid walks out, all freshly showered and dressed. I can’t help but appreciate his body in those clothes; black ripped jeans, a white T-shirt that fits tightly across his broad shoulders and chest, and his club’s cut. He smiles and laughs while talking with the rest of the brothers, but when his blue eyes land on mine I can feel my cheeks heat, I’ve been caught ogling him. I turn back around and all the ol’ ladies’ eyes are on me smiling before their gazes flicker behind me and I know that Acid is there.

“You going to be okay, Rhea?” he asks.

“Oh yeah, all good,” I answer too quickly and rushed. I wince, keeping my face forward so he can’t see.

“Okay, Mama,” he says in a deep voice. I feel his hand on the back of my neck, giving it a gentle squeeze. “Try not to let this lot get you into trouble,” he states, giving my neck an extra squeeze before he lets go and walks off.

I sit there rigid, my cheeks feeling hotter than fire. He’s never had this effect on me before. Apparently, all it took was me seeing him naked.

“Okay, what the hell have I missed?” Maggie asks, sitting forward on her chair.

I shake my head. “Nothing. Nothing at all,” I reply, my voice wavering.

“For god sake, she saw him naked,” Star sighs.

“Oh, is that it? I know you’ve got a kid, but you ain’t seen a dick before or something?” Belle asks.

I cover my face. “Can we at least wait until they have all gone before we discuss this?” I hiss, wishing the ground would just swallow me up.

They all file out one by one and the club goes quiet apart from Oliver playing on his computer game and the couple of prospectsthat are left. “Okay, spill,” Josie demands, holding Maisy in her arms fast asleep.

“There is nothing to tell. I just was overcome with emotion at him buying that for Oliver, that I just had to say thank you. I was so inside my head that I just walked into his room, and he was in the shower. I guess if I wasn’t so overwhelmed I would be a reasonable human being and wait for him to be done, but I didn’t. I stormed right in here, and that shower curtain is barely frosted, so I could pretty much see everything, and it wasn’t just seeing his dick that made me flustered. It was the fact he was...” I pause to make sure Oliver isn’t listening to me. “Hard,” I state quietly.

They each exchange a look before they all laugh. Little Maisy jolts in her sleep at the sudden noise. “I don’t think you are prepared for living with bikers, honey.” Star snorts.

“I think I’m going to be sick.” Nova mock gags at the mention of her brother’s dick.

Once their laughter dies down, Dixie leans forward. “Look, I’m probably the most pruned person here,” she states.

“Prudish,” Maggie corrects.

Dixie continues. “I didn’t handle all the nakedness very well, but I just know it’s them. You’ll get used to it. I mean, Belle saw Spider forking a woman when she came looking for Beast one night,” Dixie states.

I glance at Nova with wide eyes, but she just waves it off. “Before me,” she clarifies.

I nod, my mouth hung open. “I think it was Spider that had a pool cue up his ass too from one party,” Dixie adds.

“Yeah, that was Spider,” Belle clarifies.

“To clarify again, this was before me,” Nova adds again.

“When I first met them all, they were at the strip club that they owned, and I worked at it. They would all be getting sucked off in front of each other. I mean, it’s tamed it down a little forthem now, as they have us, and let’s be honest, apart from Rage, bless his heart, they were all massive sluts.” Star laughs.

“Well, I mean, who wouldn’t be when you have women literally at the club just for that,” Josie points out.

“I mean, could you imagine a women’s only biker club or gang having men there just to fuck them?” Maggie asks, laughing.

“I swear, if there was ever an MC like that, those women should be fucking heroes,” Star asserts.

Queenie walks out with a huge tray full of sliced meats, cheese, pickles, and crusty bread, and places it on the small coffee table in front of us all. “Who’s a hero?” she asks.

“If there was a women’s biker club that had male bunnies,” Belle states, sliding forward to tuck into the food. “God, that’s delicious. Thanks Queenie,” she mumbles around a mouthful of cheese.

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