Page 49 of Outlaws' Dirty Secret

“Remind me not to get her pissed off,” Dragon comments dryly.

“I don’t know. It’s kinda hot.” I laugh and shake my head as we approach. In those tight jeans, I can see her ass jiggle with each shot, and it's giving me some serious fucking ideas. Or serious ideas about fucking.

Dragon grunts his agreement.

She finishes her last round and peers at the target. “Getting better!” she exclaims then turns to see us. The way her face lights up makes me wanna see it light up like that every fucking day. “Hey guys!” She frowns. “Where's Skyhigh?”

“Meeting with Hellfire and Poe about some tech shit they’re working on. He'll find us. You ladies mind if we step in to give Willow a little challenge?”

She looks skeptical. “I don’t know. Are you the worst shot in the club?”

Far fucking from it. “I'll give you a handicap. Instead of hits, we'll count misses.” I glance over at her target and do some quick math. I wanna win this, but she won't take it without a shot at winning. “Six shots, three free misses before yours count. With a tie, we keep shooting until someone misses. Winner gets to pick the next lesson.”

She goes beet red. “Don't say that out loud?”

“What's he teaching you?” Paige asks with a knowing giggle. “Always willing to step aside if it helps a girl out.”

“Nothing!” Willow’s eyes shoot daggers my way.

Dragon smirks.

“What do you say? Wanna take a chance?” I smile at her. When we play these games, we all win. “Or are you scared you'll lose? I gave you good odds. Just gotta hit half, and that's if I don't miss any.”

After a moment of thought, she nods. “Okay, you're on.”

“Nice.”

Jess is already at the other end switching out targets. “Can't wait to see this.”

We line up, one target each. “You go first,” she says. “I like to know what I'm up against.”

Alright. I take aim, squeeze the trigger and put a bullet right between the target's eyes, good even for me. I’m a decent shot, but better with my fists.

To her credit, Willow doesn't throw in the towel, though she does sigh a little. She raises her gun with both hands, draws a breath that makes her tits lift in a distracting way, then fires. Not between the eyes, but it's a hit.

“Nice shot.” I fire again, and it's good, if a little to the side.

Her next shot is in, but only barely. I won't say that I'll hit every single fucking shot if this goes on, but I'm pretty confident. “No shame in losing. It'll be fun either way.”

I get a glare in return.

My next three are in, her next three are out, even if the last one's just on the wrong side of the line.

“Your freebies are gone. We're gonna have fun tonight, babe.” I'm already undressing her with my eyes, looking forward to peeling those jeans off her ass and getting my hands on her pretty tits. ‘Cause whether I win or lose, that's gonna happen anyway.

“Come on then, put your money where your mouth is.” She nods at me. “If you're so cocky.”

“Always cocky when you're around.” I fire and it's closer to the edge than I like, but it's in. “There you go. Your turn.”

Jess cheers. “You’ve got this! Girls rule, boys drool!”

“Hey, no fucking taking sides!” I yell at them. Bonnie laughs and the other two just stick their tongues out at me. Fucking brats.

I throw them the finger with a laugh, but Willow’s taking this very seriously. Her face is a mask of concentration. Brows furrowed, she draws her breath and aims down the barrel with her pretty amber eyes. She looks so fucking sexy, it makes me wanna strip and fuck her right here. Claim her in front of fucking everyone.

She pulls the trigger, the shot rings out and we all look at the target. Inside, almost dead center. Jess and Paige cheer louder.

Fuck.

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