She sits up, grabs his hands, and rubs them on herself. “How do you like that, precious?” she purrs.
He has to move some of her stomach roll out of his face to talk. “Help me!” he yelps.
The slight fear in his eyes only makes me laugh harder. My stomach aches and I’m gasping for air.
Gina wiggles down Viper’s body, her stomach and thighs sweeping, touching him as she puts her arm out to get up onto her knees. Reaper leans down and helps her to her feet while Viper looks paralyzed.
“Help him up, boys,” she says, then winks at them.
Reaper and Bomber bend down and pull Viper up. He stands, his eyes wide. He blinks and wipes the sweat, which is probably a mix of hers and his, from his forehead with his arm. They sit him back down in the chair.
She dances, doing body rolls and shimmying her hips. She twirls around him, her arm trailing over his chest, the back of the chair as she circles him, then to his chest again when she reaches the front.
Gina turns around and backs her ass up until it’s up near his face. “Oh, hell no!” he shouts as she twerks. He tries to back away, but he can’t go anywhere. He pushes her booty cheeks away from him, pulling his head as far away from her as possible.
Everyone’s in hysterics. “Tell her to stop!” he yells out, so I decide to give in before she suffocates him.
“Gina,” I call out as I move toward them. I put my hand out and grasp hers. “Gina, everyone,” I say and raise her arm up in the air as everyone cheers and claps for her performance.
Viper gets up and wipes his face again. “I can’t believe that just happened,” he murmurs, then shakes his head. After a moment, a small smile curves his lips. I breathe a little easier knowing he isn’t angry at me. Instead, he steps over to Gina and shakes her hand.
Viper moves to me. “You are something, you know that.”
I smile up at him. “We’re even now. Just remember this… when you think about blackmailing or cockblocking me again.”
He leans in close and lowers his voice so that only I can hear. “I’m going to have a shower.”
When he leaves, I turn back to Gina. “You’re welcome to stay for a few drinks if you like. I’ve organized a night’s stay at the resort for you.”
Gina peers around, her greedy eyes roaming the men. She licks her lips. “I think I’ll stay for a few.”
“Would you like a drink?” I offer.
“Just a beer, thanks.”
I go to the bar fridge and grab her one, people patting my back and telling me how awesome that was as I move through the crowd.
I look around for Gina, but she’s already on the dance floor. To one side, Axle is dancing with her—their backs are together as they shimmy—while Elena and Ava are smiling at them. Axle’s obviously gotten over his initial shock. To Gina’s other side Dolly and Trixie, the sweet butts, are grooving with her. I smile wide, loving the carefree lifestyle of the MC.
SEVENTEEN
A WOMAN’S REVENGE
Sophie
After breakfast,the men leave for a meeting with their buyer.
“Didn’t Viper go for a run this morning?” Elena asks with a smile.
“No… he did not.” I laugh. “He was sore this morning… hobbling around. I think the tackle might have pulled a muscle or something.”
Zara snorts. “Honestly, I haven’t laughed so hard in ages. He feared for his life.” She cackles. “I never want to forget that. It’s going to live in my head rent free. What did he say about it? He didn’t appear angry.”
“Once he got over the shock, he knew it was for a bit of fun and payback. Not long afterward, he was laughing about it. The men are roasting him. What are you up to today?”
“I’m heading to the charity,” Zara replies.
“I’ve got class,” says Ava.
