Page 89 of Tuck & Roll

Lindsey shook her head, smiling wide. “A little at first, but once they were both doing their thing, it was amazing. It was by far one of the most erotic things I’ve ever done.”

A flashback of Tuck and Tulsa having sex with a woman in Tulsa’s room the day she’d been summoned by Race to the clubhouse ran through her mind. She remembered how turned on she’d gotten watching the way the two men’s bodies moved, giving the woman between them untold pleasure. Then she thought about how turned on she’d gotten when she’d seen Darren watching her and Tuck. Could she ever be a part of a threesome? Would Tuck want to? Would Darren want to? How had her mind gone straight to Darren as the third in that scenario? The thought of his beard between her legs had her squirming in her seat.

“Wow. Just,” Kylie cleared her throat. She had no words. “Wow.”

“You’re the only person other than the three of us that knows,” Lindsey told her.

“I would never tell a single soul. Not even Tuck.” She reached over and clenched the hand in Lindsey’s lap, wanting her to feel the truth of what she was saying.

Lindsey grinned and took another drink.

“Have you guys ever done it again? With anyone else?” Kylie couldn’t help it. Her curiosity was killing her.

Lindsey blushed a brighter red.

“Really?”

“Yeah. One more time. Before I got pregnant.” Lindsey shrugged her shoulder like it was no big deal.

“Do you think you’ll ever do it again?”

Lindsey shook her head. “Naw. Probably not. I think my curiosity has been settled. And it was Jed both times.” She glanced up at the stage to see a young, fit brunette spin around a pole.

“Are things weird when you’re around him now?” That was Kylie’s biggest fear with Darren and all he’d done was watch her get off with Tuck.

“No. Not at all.”

Cami and Jenna turned around when the waitress brought them another round of drinks, preventing Lindsey from adding anymore to their conversation. It was just as well. Everything Lindsey had told her gave her more than enough to think about. Like, picturing Lindsey, Trick and Jed having a threesome.

Bellamy’s gaze went from Lindsey to Kylie and back as she and Cami returned from the bathroom and retook their seats. “What’re you guys talking about?”

“How pregnancy hormones make you horny as hell all the time.” Clearly lying and with no one to call her on it, Lindsey turned and winked at Kylie as she took another drink.

Suddenly, the house lights came on and the music stopped. Kylie and the others were looking around to see what was happening. Was there a fire and they needed to evacuate? Checking the time, she knew it wasn’t time to close either.

“What the fuck are they doing here?” Miles grumbled as he took in several Redemption PD officers entering the building.

One officer climbed up on the bar and started shouting, “Everyone needs to come to the front and single file out the door. Have your I.D.s ready.”

Kylie looked around the table and saw identical looks of confusion on the other ladies’ faces. She didn’t think this was a usual occurrence and their shock and surprise confirmed it.

“All right, ladies. Let’s get our I.D.s out and head toward the door. The sooner we do this, the sooner we can go home.” Bellamy took the lead.

About half the crowd had made it through the line and out the door by the time Kylie and her group drew closer to the door. Two cops were checking the drivers licenses of every single person. The majority of the people were being waved through and told to go home. A couple of them were set in the back of police cruisers, clearly too drunk to drive.

Up ahead, one guy in line pulled his phone out and was raising it toward his ear when one of the officers confiscated his phone.

“Hey! That’s my phone! You can’t take my phone!” he shouted, trying to get it back.

The officer held him off with a hand in his chest. “You can calm down and get it from the police station in about an hour or we can take you and your phone there now. What’s it going to be?”

The man actually debated which way he wanted to go with the situation. His hands clenched into fists at his sides, his face was red, his teeth gritted and his chest bellowing with deep breaths. “Fucking fine. You better have it at the station in an hour.” He pointed his finger at the officer’s face before stomping off. She couldn’t believe he hadn’t gotten arrested or tased.

“Something’s not right.” Miles shared a look with Cutter. He’d taken the lead in their group through the line while Cutter brought up the rear.

Cutter’s frown deepened. He pulled his phone from his pocket and shot off a quick text.

“Are you letting Race know?” Bellamy asked.

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