Page 46 of Red's Revenge

I start pouring us new beers when one of Clay’s busboys snatches it from my grip.

“Just watched that Danders fuck drop some pills in it.” He brings the glass up to the light, and he points to the last of them, fizzing.

“Which one?” It couldn’t be Cyrus.

“Eli. I’ll bring you a new one.” He takes it over to Clay, who’s on the phone with someone shouting from the look on his face.

“Is he calling the cops? That asshole was trying to drug us?” Cami says to Evelyn, who’s still fuming.

“No, we don’t call cops to The Courthouse. We have our own justice here.” I turn back to the ladies, who are both so mad they could spit.

I can’t say I blame them. Tonight could have ended really badly, depending on what the fuck was in that beer. When our fresh beer arrived, we placed an order for loaded fries.

We get back to having a good time, and I’m thoroughly entertained by Evelyn’s stories of the mischief they got into in their youth. When Evelyn gets to Cami losing her virginity during prom night, I growl.

“Your horns are showing,” Cami giggles into my ear.

“Those are for your safety.” I slip my hand onto her thigh and enjoy the heat I feel coming from her core.

“How?” she asks skeptically.

“So you don’t buck off while you’re fucking my face.” I turn into her and kiss her when she gasps.

“Get a room,” Evelyn teases.

“You’re disgusting,” Cami says against my lips with a grin on her face.

“I still make you wet though, but don’t worry. I’ll make sure that I give you a nice clothing allowance.” She pulls back as I slide my hand lower into her crotch and rub her clit through her jeans.

God, I wish she had a skirt on.

“Why?” She furrows her brows in confusion.

“Didn’t you know? Cowboying is hard work. We tend to rip clothes and ruin panties around here.” Cami gasps as I push harder into her clit.

“Now that’s the southern hospitality I am hoping to get,” Evelyn comments as I rub Cami into an orgasm that catches her off guard.

“Fuck,” she whispers as she leans into my neck to hide her reaction.

“As often and as much as you want, Darlin’.”

Chapter Nineteen

CAMILA

“Ican’t ride a horse in this skirt!” The tight denim around my hips won’t even allow me to hike up my leg to the stirrup.

“Told you to wear leggings. But do you ever listen to me?” Evelyn is already up on Colton’s horse, watching me argue with Red.

“BJ, go on ahead. We’ll catch up,” Red says as he eyes my legs with a tilt of his head.

Once they’re so far down the trail, it’s hard to see them. He groans and bites his lip.

“It is pretty tight. Take it off.” I look around and then back at him as if he’s insane.

“I beg your pardon,” I hiss out.

“You could walk back to the ranch house, which is at least a mile away through wolf-infested lands.” I narrowed my eyes at him, and then at the ATV, we rode in on.

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