“Dammit, Paine!” I turn my head to look at him over my shoulder. “Does that answer your question?” I reference my vocal outburst.
“Yes, and good.” A grin forms on his face as he leans into my ear. “Want you to feel my punishment for more than just a night.” Removing the blanket, he examines the cheeks of my ass. “Eh, still a little red, but not bruised.”
Hopping out of the bed before he can say another word, I sass him once I put some distance between us, “And you better be thankful for that.” I feel for my T-shirt behind me on the dresser and once located, I quickly toss it on over my head. “How’s the tip of your dick?” I smirk. You see, Justice and I have always been this way. Sure, he’s tamed most of my sassy side over the years, but a part of me likes to provoke him still at times. It always ensures us both a good time. He punishes me in all the right ways and I’d be lying if I didn’t admit to myself that I enjoy it. During our sexcapades last night, while his mouth and tongue made a playground out of my pussy, my mouth was wrapped around his cock. I may or may not have nipped the tip of his dick as he smacked my ass one too many times.
“Woman.” He points his finger at me. “That better never happen again,” he growls, causing a grin to form on my face. “And rid your mouth of that smirk before I make a twin out of the other ass cheek.”
I can feel my lips turn downward at the thought. “You wouldn’t dare, Paine.” Purposely I pout my full lips. “You would seriously do that to the mother of your children? The love of your life? The woman who you almost lost for good once. The only woman who…”
He stifles my words. “Okay, this isn’t a political campaign. You can stop pleading your case. You get my vote,” he finishes.
Hopping back onto the bed, I leap into his arms and he welcomes me. “Thank you,” I express my gratitude before planting a kiss firmly on his cheek.
“Just because you got my vote this round with that pitiful speech of yours doesn’t mean you’ll get it next time.” He pulls me back on top of him and begins to strip away the shirt I already put on.
Savanna
As I begin to prepare brunch, I feel the warmth of Ty’s lips as he softly plants them on the nape of my neck from behind. “Can’t believe everyone’s still in bed,” I tell him as I lean my cheek toward his kiss.
“Are you really surprised? We’ve been away from our women for what seems like an eternity.” He firmly wraps both arms around my waist, pressing his now hard cock against the lower part of my back.
“Oh no ya don’t, sexy,” I warn him. “Not sure if the sex brought it on or what, but I started my period this morning.”
“Blondie, you know I’ve never had a problem submerging my submarine in the red river,” he whispers into my ear.
“Oh, I know, but if we go back to that bedroom we’ll never come back out. And, if I’m not mistaken, we have to leave here no later than morning,” I remind him.
Before he has a chance to lure me back to the room, we’re interrupted by Vault and Sidney as they stroll up to us hand in hand. Sidney grabs a piece of pineapple that I’ve prepared and pops it into her mouth. “Anything I can do to help?” she asks.
“I’ve just prepared a few trays of fresh fruit for everyone once they decide to come out of hibernation,” I tell her, grabbing a strawberry and taking a bite out of it. “I know this won’t satisfy the men, but it’s a start.”
“Keep wrapping your lips around that plump strawberry and I’m gonna have to take you back to the room to get more satisfaction,” Ty says rather loudly. It’s no surprise, though. None of these men have ever had any shame about their women and how sexual they are by nature.
“I’m with ya,” Sidney blurts out, agreeing with Ty. “Grab some of that pineapple and go to town,” she tells Vault, grabbing his junk. “It’s true what they say, you know?” She looks at me. “It does make the cum sweeter.”
“Geez!” I plug my ears briefly. “I expected this from the men, but you too, Sidney? And, yes, I do know this.”
She shrugs. “Guess you learned something new about me during this time.” She releases Vault’s jewels and hooks a finger through his belt loop. “Let’s go out on the patio and get some fresh air,” she tells him but the look in her eyes lets me know they’re going to find a spot to themselves and do more than get fresh air.
“Oh, I learned more than one new thing about you,” I say to her. She flips me off but keeps on going, causing me to giggle at her antics. She’s definitely not as strait-laced as I originally thought.
Finally, some of the other couples begin to slowly trickle from their rooms.
“Damn, I’m fucking starved,” Hatchet says walking into the kitchen, his arm wrapped around DJ’s waist. “Fix me something, woman,” he commands, smacking her on the ass. I see her wince slightly and hide my grin because I’m sure she got her ass paddled for being outside based on what I heard last night.
“Fix it yourself,” DJ grumbles as she heads to the coffee pot. “I need caffeine, an ice pack, and...and a bagel,” she announces.
“Why do you need an ice pack?” Cara asks as she and Braxton walk into the kitchen.
“Because my Neanderthal forgot how heavy-handed he can be and how delicate my skin is,” DJ replies, sipping on her coffee and glaring at Hatchet, who merely grins and kisses her forehead.
“You weren’t complaining last night, gorgeous,” he remarks, pouring his own coffee before standing next to her. I see him reach down and gently rub her ass and watch her lean into him.
“That was then, this is now,” she states. “Okay, I’m hungry for more than fruit and I’m sure the guys are as well. Cara, wanna help me make eggs and pancakes? Someone else can cook up some bacon.”
“I’ll do the bacon,” Trinity says, walking into the kitchen hand in hand with Chief. I see the glow on her face and how much calmer she appears now that her old man is with her.
“I’ll make some juice and toast,” Hannah adds. She too has a freshly fucked and sated look on her face.
As couple after couple appears and the men grab their coffee before sitting down, I smile. This right here is what we wanted to do when we started the online forum; we’ve got three clubs here, three very different clubs at that, and we’ve bonded over a natural disaster. Colors don’t matter, what our clubs do or don’t do doesn’t matter; and for that I send up a silent cheer.
“So what were y’alls plans today?” Ty asks as us women bustle around the kitchen preparing brunch.
“Probably the same as what we’ve been doing this whole week,” Ashton states before she sits on Wasp’s lap. “Drink, eat, talk—the sky’s the limit.” I see Wasp whisper something in her ear and watch as a blush steals over her face.
“Where’s Jenalyn?” Sidney asks, pulling down plates and stacking them on the counter. “Thought she’d be down here by now.”
I can’t help it, I burst into laughter because if I know her and my brother, they’re otherwise occupied and could give two fucks about eating. When Sidney glances in my direction, I give her a look and she says, “Ah, gotcha. So, do we save them anything or not?”
“You snooze, you lose,” Vault states, grabbing a piece of bacon.
“I agree. They’re both old enough to fend for themselves,” Ty adds.
“So what’s there to do around here?” Braxton asks. “After this past week, I kind of want to get on my bike and ride a bit. Anywhere we can head to?”
I look over at Ashton because she made all the arrangements so surely she knows of any local activities. She pulls out her phone and after tapping a few keys, states, “There’s a local park about twenty miles away with a waterfall. Maybe we can ride up there? Their website says the area wasn’t hit too hard by the storm.”
“Oh! Can we pack food and have a picnic?” Lizzie questions.
“Don’t see why not,” Justice tells her.
“Ooh, a picnic, let’s do it.” Bristol excitingly jumps up and down in exuberance.
“Stop jumping
up and down woman, your boobs are uncontained.” His eyes widen as he watches them. “Go get a damn bra on, woman.”
“I have a cami on, Ghost,” she admonishes him.
“I don’t know what that is nor do I give a fuck. Whatever that is, it’s not keeping the girls sturdy. Let’s go,” he says grabbing a pancake from a plate and wrapping a piece of bacon inside. His other hand goes to Bristol’s and he gently pulls her behind him.
“They’re contained, Ghost.” We hear her whine as their voices drown out the further away they get.
“I see you’re all possessive assholes,” Rainey says as she sits in Carson’s lap.
“It’s all in the blood, baby,” he responds.
“Speaking of blood, where’s Tic?” Ashton asks.
“Up with Kori. When he found out she was the unofficial babysitter, he decided to join her. You know how pussy whipped our older brother is,” Levi announces.
“Say that to my face, motherfucker,” Tic says as he walks into the room and smacks his younger brother upside the head. “Yeah, I didn’t think so.” He carries on his way and makes a plate of food. Then he starts making another one full of fruit; I’m assuming that’d be Kori’s.
“Is there a deli or anything around here? Hatch and I can run and grab stuff for a picnic so y’all don’t have to cook anything,” Braxton states as he takes his empty plate to the sink.
“We actually have a staff here that we can have set one up for us,” Kori says as she enters the room and goes up to her man. I smile when I see the way that after all of these years, the love they share still shines in their eyes.
“I want fried chicken,” Chief announces. “And some potato salad.”
“Coleslaw too,” Hatch adds.
“What about dessert?” Bandit questions. “Not a picnic without cake or something.”
“Jesus Fucking Christ, it’s worse than church,” Braxton grumbles. I see Wasp nod in agreement and grin.
“Just ask them what they’re willing to make for us,” Wasp states. “We’ve been eating sandwiches and drinking room temperature bottled water for a week so anything is better than that.”
“I’ll go ask what they can do. It’ll probably take them at least an hour or so, maybe longer, is that enough time for everyone to get themselves together?” Kori inquires.
“We need beer, baby girl,” Tic announces.
“And liquor,” Jenalyn advises.
“Margaritas!” DJ hollers, and the room bursts into laughter. Hatch grabs her by the hips and pulls her onto his lap. He whispers something to her and she whispers something back.
“Liquor store anyone?” He pulls back, and I’d swear if he wasn’t a big bad biker, I’d think he was blushing. I notice the tips of his ears are as red as a ripe tomato. Those two are just as bad as Justice and Jenalyn. Sexual beings who are twice as such with liquid courage flowing through their veins. We sit around, eat our food and talk a little longer.
Kori goes and speaks to the staff and Ashton. She wants to hire a service that was suggested to us should all of us ‘Ol ladies want to get together and take breaks from the kids. So far, that hasn’t been an issue, we’ve wanted to keep an eye on our own kiddos, but tonight we want to spend our last night here with everyone in attendance. We’ve all decided that a couple from each club will go to the store while the others stay here and tend to the kids and get our picnic together.
“I’m thinking s’mores tonight,” Rainey says, rubbing her belly and licking her lips. “I want the ooey-gooey goodness of chocolate, marshmallows and graham crackers.”
“Oh my God! Yes!” Bristol drools a little when she anxiously agrees with Rainey.
“You two are like small children,” Ashton admonishes as she comes in with her arms loaded down.
“You love us anyways.” Bristol sticks her tongue out at Ashton.
“If I didn’t I’d chop that tongue of yours off,” Ashton playfully scolds. I know it’s all in a joking manner because Ashton is wearing a smile that stretches from ear to ear.
“You’d have to catch me first,” Rainey joins in.
“I may be older than you, but I’ve learned tricks throughout the years. I don’t necessarily have to catch you, I just have to take you down.” My eyes widen as my imagination takes flight. It’s a picture show rapidly playing in my mind. I’m envisioning Ashton throwing things at Rainey’s legs causing her to fall. Even the image of her using a rope to lasso her, bringing her down by the ankles. Makes me a little wary of the older woman. She’s as feisty as a kitten and is as lethal as a rattlesnake. Not a combination I wish to tangle with. Not that I wouldn’t if I had to, but I’d do it with one eye kept on her at all times.
Fuck that, I’d just sic Jenalyn on her ass. They’re a match made in mud wrestling heaven. I’m sure Justice and Wasp would pat me on the shoulder in appreciation. I teeter that thought around in my mind for a moment before I settle on the fact that my brother would probably get jealous. I can actually feel my eyes as they roll backwards slightly. Somehow it always goes back to him ruining everything with his domineering personality. Nevertheless, those two are definitely forces to be reckoned with.
“I’m ready,” I announce, pushing myself away from the table and grabbing Ty’s hands.
“Wow! Slow down, blondie. What’s got your panties in a twist?” I look away from my man and swivel my eyes in Ash’s direction, she’s wearing a smirk as if she can read my damn thoughts.
“Nothing,” squeaks out. “Just ready to get this day of fun started is all.” The look he’s giving me tells me he’s not buying my line of bullshit. I’m sure I’ll get the twenty question inquisition later on, but for now, I’m keeping my inner thoughts to myself. I’ve learned things stay neutral and peaceful around me if I do.
10
Dj
It was decided that myself, Hatch, Vanna, Ty, Kori and Tic would head to the liquor store to grab supplies for drinks tonight. “GPS says there’s a liquor store three miles out of town, but get this,” I happily jump up and down in my seat. “It’s connected to a toy store!” I’m always anxious to be with others in these types of stores. It’s great research material and I always manage to lock hilarious comments into my memory bank so I can use it in one of my novels.
“The kids have plenty of toys,” Kori advises with confusion marred on her face.
“Not that kind of store,” I emphasize and her eyes widen as large as saucers.
“You mean...sex toys?” she inquires.
“Yep, isn’t that awesome!” I quip.
“Yeah, why is it I’m suddenly petrified?” she turns her attention to Tic and asks.
“I’ve heard stories, I’m understanding why you’re a bit worried, beautiful,” Tic chuckles.
“You can all can kiss my pliers and bend over with your damn stories. I bet they’re all exaggerated and not a one of them hold a merit of truth.” Jeez, you geld someone once with pliers and everyone makes you a legend...and not in the way I want to be remembered by my children and grandchildren. Instead of the crazy cat lady, I’ll be known as the crazy tool wielding psychopath. Shesh. Looking over, I see Vanna with her head buried in Ty’s neck; shoulders shaking up and down at a high rate of speed. I don’t think anything I’ve said is that hilarious. Maybe I should’ve been a comedian instead of a romance writer, I seem to be the comedy relief with all of the old ladies.
I narrow my eyes at Hatch, knowing that he was most likely the ringleader in the story telling escapades. “What did you say about me, Jayden Hatchet?” He looks out the window, finding our passerby surroundings suddenly fascinating. “Hatchet!”
“What?” he turns towards me trying to portray an innocent man. I’m not stupid and have done my time with him, I know he is in no way innocent in this scenario.
“What did you tell them?” I ask once again, my patience barely hanging on.
“Nothing much, just that you have utilized Shirley a time or two,” he admits. I’d hit him but I can see the pride
radiating from his eyes; he seems to like that I’m feisty and take no shit. “Love you, gorgeous,” he whispers, his hands going low to cup my ass. I’m still sore from the previous night because he not only pounded me into the mattress, he also paddled my ass for staying outside and ignoring the prospects. One day, he’ll learn that I do what I want and will do what is necessary to protect my family. Even if it means I pay the ultimate price for doing so. I’ve never been one to sit back and let others take care of my problems for me. Yes, Hatch and the Rebel Guardians have been my heroes on more than one occasion, but that doesn’t mean that I will run and hide myself away when I could make the difference between someone’s life and death.
“I know you do, lover. That doesn’t mean all is forgiven. This is love and war, and you, mister, just declared war.” He pales a little, knowing that I can be a conniving bitch when payback is on my mind.
“Let’s get back to this toy store,” he abruptly changes the subject.
“I thought...maybe we can do a little shopping. Well, I was thinking you could purchase some things to use on me, now however, I’m thinking I should buy some muzzles or something like that to use on you.”
“You gonna tie me up too, gorgeous?” he asks as he wiggles his eyebrows up and down.
“You’d be so lucky,” I hiss out in response.
Kori
Me oh my, I feel trouble brewing in the air. DJ is one that you always need to stay on your toes around, but I think Hatch has stepped into a river of shit and will have to pay a hefty fine to enter her boat. I personally have had to pull Tic out of the doghouse a time or two, but he’s always made it worth my while to forgive him. Of course, he was leashed for awhile, but then again, that’s always a fun way for him to pleasure me into complete and utter forgiveness. He’s got a wicked tongue, one that he used relentlessly last night to make up for time lost.
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