Mad Dog (Angel’s Rebellion MC: #2) (Angel's Rebellion MC), стр. 73
“Why's that?” she asked.
I looked at Ranger, “Did you warn them at all?”
He shook his head at me and smiled sheepishly.
“Fuck, Brother. You trying to run them away for good?”
“It would take a lot to run me off, Dog.” Doc stated.
“Me too,” Doc Jones said.
“You know what one of our parties consists of Docs?”
“No, but I'm sure Honey and I probably saw worse during college.”
I laughed. I wasn't too sure about that. But, I had to admit it wasn't as bad as it used to be, that being said, we did have six new women, and anything was liable to happen if you got a room full of horny Brothers, Prospects and women together.
“You ever see guys getting a bj at your parties, Doc?”
Both docs blushed. “Yeah, a couple times,” was Doc’s response.
“How about a man going down on a woman?”
“Umm.” Definite blush on both their faces.
“Or ever seen a woman riding a guy's dick?”
I glanced at Ranger and he was avidly watching their reactions, I glanced down at Ava and her eyes were at half-mast and she was biting her bottom lip. Fuck. Shouldn't have started this, but in for a penny, in for a pound.
“How about a woman bent over a pool table and being fucked from behind?”
All three women squirmed at that question. I saw Ranger shift, knowing he was uncomfortable, because fuck knows I was uncomfortable as hell.
“Those are just some of the possible things you might see at a party. Not saying it will happen, but it has in the past. So you ladies sure you want to come to one of our parties?”
I watched as both docs looked at each other then turned around and said, “Yes!” Then they looked at Ranger and damned if their eyes weren't undressing the bastard. Looked like his Friday was gonna be busy.
“Okay, you've been warned what to expect.” I glanced down at my phone and saw it was time to go call KJ. I stood up, sat Ava back down in the chair and muttered, “Gotta go call KJ, be right back.”
She smiled temptingly at me and licked her lips, no fucking way I could leave without tasting her. I leaned down and ran my tongue across her lower lip. She parted her lips in reaction and that was all the space I needed.
I lowered my lips to hers, slid my tongue into her mouth and stroked it back and forth against hers. She reached up, put her hands around my head and held me to her. As our tongues tangled together, her breathing quickened and my cock became harder than a diamond. Fuck, why did I keep starting shit when I knew I couldn't do a damn thing about it right now?
I eased back from her, kissed the tip of her nose and stood up. As I started to move, my cock screamed at me letting me know he was in a bind, there was nothing to do but try to find a little relief. I reached down, adjusted myself, winked at Ava and strolled toward the door, hurting each damn step of the way.
“Holy. Fuck. I can't wait till Friday.”
I heard spoken behind me as I made my way outside. I snickered. Sounded like the good docs were wanting to get laid.
Once outside, I pulled the burner phone out of my front pocket that I had grabbed earlier out of my office. I entered KJ's number and listened to it ring. Finally, on the fourth ring, he picked up.
“Sheriff James speaking,” he said.
“Yo,” I muttered. “Company?”
“Negative.”
“Keep me apprised.”
“Will do.”
“Later.”
As I hung up the phone, I heard two bikes on the main road coming our way. I waited and watched as they turned in and pulled up the drive. They stopped at the gate and let their bikes idle. Brick climbed down from the tower and chatted with them for a minute, then he entered the code for the gates into the panel attached to the left tower. As the gates opened, he pointed toward where we parked the bikes. They nodded at him and rode toward my direction. As they parked at the end of the line of bikes, I walked over to them.
“I reckon you’re Ranger's buddies,” I said to them as they were taking off their helmets.
“That we are, been a few years since we've seen him. Looking forward to seeing how the bastard has been doing,” one of them said.
I held out my hand toward the man on the right and said, “Name's Mad Dog, I'm the Prez here. Y'all can call me Dog though.”
“Nice to meet you, Dog. I'm Casper,” he said.
“Interesting name,” I said as I held my hand out to the other man. “Nice to meet you.”
“Likewise, Dog. I'm Ghost,” he stated.
“Okay, I know there has to be a story there.”
“Long one, Dog, we’ll tell you one day,” Ghost replied.
“Sounds good. And damned nice bike by the way. That blue and silver paint job is sweet.”
“Thanks. She was stored at a Harley dealership. They kept her in top form when I wasn’t Stateside. Had them do a new paint job on her about a year ago.”
I lifted my chin at him, “It’s hot out here and you guys must be thirsty, so let's get you out of the heat and find you a beer to drink.”
“That sounds fanfuckingtastic,” Casper commented.
“I agree with him,” Ghost uttered.
I turned and headed back toward the front door of the Clubhouse with them following me.
~*~
After introductions had been made, we all settled in to chat for a while, then the docs went to check in on Zoey. They said she was still sleeping. Jace had somehow managed to get loose from the death grip she had on him and had taken the time to go shower and eat, but asked me if it was okay if he stayed