“Yeah! I need to get home fast, it’s been too long since my Allie girl visited, and I’m in need of some prime pussy,” Blaze says as he mounts his bike that the prospect unloaded from the van.
“All Gas, No Grave!” I yell whipping my finger around to get everyone loading up on their rides.
We all secure our helmets and shades before we haul ass out of the parking lot, flipping the guards off as we merge onto the main road and back towards home.
The three of us pull up to the clubhouse as Tiny, one of the prospects, lets us in. Tonight, Kane’s club is having a welcome home party for his brother, Blaze, who was let out of prison today. Ivy used to drag me to parties throughout college, so I think I have an idea of what it is we’re about to walk into. Plus, I’ve been here before. I’ve seen naked women, so that isn’t anything new to me. It’s Sutton that we are the most worried about, but hopefully it won’t be too much for her. I also think it’ll be good to have her surprise Havoc.
“You sure this is a good idea?” Sutton asks as she parks and looks around nervously.
“It’ll be fine, and if at any point you want to leave, you just say the word butterfly,” Ivy tells her while checking her lipstick from the pull down mirror in the passenger seat. “Tonight is all about fun and meeting new people.” Ivy’s plane leaves tomorrow afternoon to head back to New York. She delayed her visit to spend an extra week with us. It’s been great having her here. I’m going to miss her terribly. She and Sutton have gotten close, and I can tell that she’s going to miss her too.
Carefully as possible, I get out of the Sutton’s car making sure not to flash anyone. Ivy insisted we dress in the outfits we’re currently wearing from a collection she’s thinking of presenting to her boss. I’m in a short white dress that is tight and shows off my boobs, but have a small leather jacket to cover them if I need to. She refused to let me wear panties and a bra, and I’m starting to regret listening to her. Sutton’s in a short black dress that has see-through mesh that shows off her midriff. Ivy thinks it’ll have Havoc begging on his knees tonight. Ivy’s wearing mini navy corset dress that fits her like a glove.
“When you see him remember to act as though it’s the first time you’ve met,” Ivy advises.
“Okay,” Sutton nods looking around the lot like a deer caught in headlights.
I reach over and grab her hand giving it a squeeze.
“It’ll be okay, Sutton, just be yourself. They don’t bite,” I say to her as we approach the main doors.
“Weeell, unless that’s your thing,” Ivy wiggles her eyebrows making us laugh and easing the tension Sutton’s holding onto.
Tonight is going to be the first night that I’ve seen Havoc since Kane told him that we are a thing. I’ve spoken with Riot a few times, and he seems cool with it as long as I’m happy. It was nice. The one thing I’d really missed about this town his how Riot and I could talk for hours and just be ourselves around each other.
We cross over the threshold and I almost have to cover my ears at how loud the music is. There are men everywhere in leather with a light haze of smoke in the large open room and nearly naked women everywhere. Some are dancing on poles on the far side of the room, some are straddling men on couches, others are bent over pool tables or are in corners of the room. Viewing the bar I see a group of men sitting around a table drinking beers, and that’s where I see him. My man. He’s at the head of the table with his chair pushed back a little with two drinks in front of him, but what sets me off is the naked woman who’s on top of the table letting the men lick shots off her body.
Something in me feels like it snaps. My breathing has quickened and my hands are in tight fists wanting to knock the shit out of that girl. I vaguely hear Sutton gasp as she takes in her surroundings.
“You need to shut that shit down now, Raegan.” Ivy snaps, her voice is tight as she sees what I’m staring at. “Go over there and let them bitches know who he belongs to.”
“You want me to get into a fight?” I ask. Is she for real right now? I’ve never been in a fight before and she wants me to start something right now in the middle of a bar. With people around that I don’t really know?
“I didn’t say fight, but you need these bitches around here to know not to mess with your man,” Ivy encourages while Sutton nods her head not saying a word. It’s like she’s become a mute.
I stand there planted by the door and can’t move. Do I want to make a scene in front of these men? Will Kane be mad if I say something?
Ivy magically produces a shot out of nowhere and shoves it up to my lips practically forcing it down my throat. Once I’ve choked it down, she loops her arm in mine and then into Sutton’s physically moving us towards their table. I vaguely hear whistles and catcalls as we pass through the room. The closer we get to the table, the more my blood is boiling.
“Come on, Stone, it’s your turn. Give me a good lick,” the bitch says suggestively as she pours the amber color liquid in between her breast.
Before he can answer or lick anything off of her, I find my voice.
“I’m the only woman he’ll be licking anything off of, bitch,” I sneer and the whole table shoots their head in our direction.
I’m standing there, staring the bitch down, wanting her to say something to me. I’m almost daring her. My adrenaline is running high now. I feel like I could lift a car any moment.
“Listen honey, go find another table to entertain tonight, I’ve got this one covered,” the naked hoe replies and goes to touch Kane’s arm, but I’m quick and grab her hand before she reaches his skin.
“Don’t touch my man without my permission, bitch.” I throw her hand down. She tries to sit up from the table like she is going to get up, so I hand Sutton my purse without looking at her then start taking my earrings out to hand over to Ivy. I’m mentally cursing Ivy for hyping me up for this as she’s the reason I’m in this mess to begin with. I hope she plans to jump in if this turns south and I start getting my ass beat.
Out of the corner of my eye, I see Havoc stand from the table and make his way over to me. I still haven’t looked over at Kane, but his silence is starting to make me nervous and not as confident as I was feeling a few seconds ago. No one from the table has spoken a word at all, they’re just staring from me to the whore and then over to where Kane is seated.
Finally, I hear a chair screech against the floor and chance a peek over towards Kane. He looks mad as hell. I wish the floor would just open and swallow me up whole.
Thanks Ivy, you win Best Advice Award!
“Wildcat,” Kane breathes out with an edge to his tone and it’s enough to take a step back. Shit, this is intense.
