Free Envy by K.T. Fisher Page A

as I fall apart in her arms.

Riding on my bike with a hard cock is a hard thing to do, but if I don’t get back now my dad will see to it that I don’t have one to use in the first place if I don’t get to church on time. Natasha’s sweet lips made me forget all about the club meeting. Damn, I can really get caught up in that woman.
    As soon as I reach the clubs gates they are ripped open by the prospects. They know that I’m late, probably have had a questioning by my dad already. After I’ve parked up, I run inside and curse when the place is almost empty. I charge towards the door and when I enter everyone turns to look at me. My dad’s gavel is just about to bang down onto the table to signal the beginning of church.
    “Just in time son.” My dad speaks, not sounding pleased at all. I feel his eyes on me as I make my way to my seat. Dad sits at the end, right in the president’s spot. Grim sits to his right and uncle Grease to his left. I take my seat in the middle of Grim and Baby. Scrappy is straight opposite me, his seat is beside his dad, Grease. It’s the way of the club ranking, pretty simple when you think about it.
    The rooms silent, until my dad finally bangs the gavel down to start the meeting. I can see how pissed my dad is, he pretty much lets us do anything we want but one rule he does insist on is keeping on time with church and calls. I fucked up.
    “We need to discuss what went down when some of you were sent to collect Strike.” Dad announces to the packed group of bikers.
    “When we went into the house, it was chaos.” Grim tells everyone who is listening. “After fighting our way through the room, it was clear Strike wasn’t there. It was clear he was there just before we stormed because we got hold of his phone that he dropped on his way out.”
    “No fucking way.” Duke exclaims.
    “There were some numbers on there, all obviously burner phones because none of the numbers dialled when we tried them.” I add, and I see the disappointment on the men’s faces.
    “It was obviously Strikes because of the fucked up pictures that were stored on it.” Grim frowns. “We did get three of their members out and had them in the warehouse. Devlin managed to get one of them to squeal an address.”
    “It’s not too far away either.” My dad joins. “So I need volunteers on watch duty.” Nobody offers and we all try to avoid eye contact with the Prez, because my dad is in full President mode right now.
    “Devlin.” He announces. “I say you can do first watch with two more brothers.” He handles me my punishment for being late, so I don’t dare argue. After a couple more minutes, it’s arranged that Spliff and Duke are the ones to join me. Thankfully Duke made a full recovery about a week after he was attacked by The Devils however West hasn’t been able to ride his bike yet and nobody has voiced the worries on that situation just yet.
    “Be careful and don’t get yourselves fucking spotted.” My dad warns. “We need to get Strike, he’s onto us so stay out of sight.”
    “Yes Prez.” We all say aloud.
    “I don’t like it.” I say out loud. “Why is he always hiding out in a house?”
    “It is weird.” Scrappy agrees. “Why not a warehouse? Or an abandoned building?”
    “Exactly.” I nod. “From what Grim found out, not only are there Devils members in that house but women.”
    “They could be whores.” Spliff points out. I think about it quietly as the brothers’ voice their opinions.
    “This morning Grim found some useful intel from Bomber.” Dad interrupts everyone. Everyone looks to our VP to hear what he has to say.
    “Bomber told me that Strike has a sister.” Grim reveals. “Not a lot of people know, not even Demon knew because Strike keeps her hidden. A good idea because of who he is, but Bomber is one of the few who found out about her. I think she will be good leverage.”
    The room quickly becomes split with what to do.
    “We can’t hurt a