“Sweet as honey,” he says, wiping his mouth against my inner thigh.
“Stop talking,” I tell him, wanting his mouth back on me.
“Bossy,” he says but does as I wish.
Chapter Ten
ThemomentAshleywrappedthose slender fingers around my cock while looking up at me with those innocent ocean eyes, I was nearly done for.I could’ve almost come then.And now she’s thoroughly fucked and sleeping soundly in my bed at the clubhouse.
I’ve walked downstairs for a drink and a smoke when I spot Felicity back at the bar talking to Tequila.Who the fuck let her back in?
“Thought I told you not to come around here no more.”
“Oh, come on, Blood.I thought we had something good going.”
“You were an easy lay.Nothing more.”
Her face pales, and she visibly reacts as if I’ve slapped her.“You can’t be serious.I thought all that earlier was all for show because of your little girlfriend.”
“She’s my wife, and I suggest you get the fuck out of here before making you disappear becomes my number one priority.”
“You’re an asshole.”She spins on her heel and stomps toward the door.
My guys ignore her, but the moment she’s gone, I make damn sure they know that cunt is no longer welcome here.It may seem harsh, but I don’t want Ashley bumping into the whore she walked in on me fucking every time she comes to the clubhouse.
I take up a stool at the bar, and Tequila fetches me a beer without a word.I light up my cigarette and check my phone.I have a text from Guts that says Slasher will be released in a few hours.
Hemlock drops onto the stool to my left.“So, this thing with Ashley is legit?”
“You got a problem with that?”
“Nah, man.I’m happy for you.Think we know better than most that this—life…it can all end at any moment.We’ve gotta find what makes us happy and hold the fuck on.”
“You getting all soft on me?”
“That shit with your old man and Eightball shook us all.Some of the guys are leery of Ashley because she’s Shelby’s sister.Give it some time.Once all the dust settles, they’ll accept her.”
I take a long pull from my beer, the amber liquid doing little to soothe my raw mood thanks to Felicity making a damn scene.
“How much does Ashley know about Shelby?”
“Enough.”
“Women should know what they are signing on for.”
“She has a choice.She knows if she decides to walk away from all of this, I won’t force her to stay.”I let out a deep sigh of frustration.“I’d never put Ashley in danger.I’m not using her to get at Shelby.Sure, I’ve considered it.After everything that bitch did to us.”I shake my head and watch the smoke from my forgotten cigarette curling in a thick cloud.“I’ll protect her from anything or anyone who poses a threat to her or this club.”
“Not that it bears saying, but I’m going to remind you anyway.You know we’ve all got your back, and any one of these men would lay down their life for your woman because she’s important to you.”
The men return to their conversations, drinks, and games of pool.As the night wears on, some of the women who hang around show up to lighten their moods.Eventually, Ashley drifts downstairs, joining me at the bar.
I drain my beer and signal Tequila for another when Slasher and Guts walk in followed by Goose and some strippers from Cooters & Hooters.He slowly limps toward us, wincing in pain, barely making it a few steps before the guys surround him to welcome him back.A few drinks and some painkillers will have him forgetting all about his attack.At least temporarily, but it won’t go unanswered.Whoever is behind it will pay one way or another.
My woman stands in front of me, between my legs, sipping on a drink while swaying to the music humming through the sound system.
Ashley has been to club cookouts, but she’s never been here for a real party before.She appears to be in awe of the scene unfolding around her.Loud music, scantily clad women dancing on poles and rubbing up on the guys.Drinks flow steadily, and the stench of weed permeates the air.
Slasher ambles over to us.“Thought my brain was playing tricks on me earlier, but I see Ashley has lost her mind hooking up with a thug like you,” he teases.