Free Troubled Son: Savage Sons MC Romance by Jayna King Page A

evenly, refusing to register the fact that Bug was alternating between leering at the girls on the pool table and glaring at me. Even though there were more cars in the lot than I'd have liked to see, the crowd was pretty well behaved, all things considered. I was sure that we weren't going to have a single girl with downtime after the show. The guys were gonna be raring to go after Angel and Bethany finished their show.
    The funniest thing, though, was watching Max's reaction to the scene. If there hadn't been half-naked hookers on the pool table, I'm sure she'd have been discreetly checking out everyone in the club, trying to put together what she'd read in her files and make sense of what was going on. As it was, though, she couldn't take her eyes off the girls. When she'd been leaning up against me, I couldn't help but notice that she was breathing hard, and I think she was actually turned on by the show. I'd been worried about how she was going to react to the sex that was always present to one degree or another in the club. She sure didn't seem to be offended.
    "Thanks, man." I gave Zeno a hug. "You call me if that motherfucker gets outta line or if there are any problems with the cops."
    Zeno nodded at me. He was used to me checking up on Bug, and he'd told me more times than I could count that he'd back me if I ever decided I wanted to be the VP under Joker. I didn't want the job. Hadn't even wanted it years ago -- when I still thought that the Savage Sons were all I'd ever want out of life.
    "Fuck it," I said to myself as I left Zeno and took my time walking back over to Max. I'd had enough of these bullshit club squabbles. Even though I knew I had no business thinking about her that way, I couldn't help but enjoy the view in front of me. Yeah, Angel and Bethany together were hot, but Max watching the two of them was explosive. I looked over and watched Angel sucking on Bethany's tits one more time before she stood up on the pool table, careful to avoid the lights that hung above.
    Bethany, tits wet from Angel's lips, pulled Angel forward by her hips and started to unbutton the blonde girl's skirt and slid it down, careful to leave the red thong in place. Bethany turned Angel around and reached up to press her shoulders down while spreading her legs apart until Angel stood facing the men around the table, legs spread with her ass and pussy right in front of Bethany's face. One of the men -- some guy I'd seen a time or two in the club -- reached out like he planned to grab Angel's tits that bounced right in front of him. John pulled himself away from Bug and approached the guy. They exchanged words, John took some wadded up cash from the man, and the man settled back in to enjoy the show, clearly looking forward to the favors he'd purchased from Angel afterwards.
    Bethany ran her tongue across Angel's ass and slipped a finger beneath the red lace thong, pulling it aside to reveal even more of the blonde girl. As Bethany licked her finger and started to tease Angel's clit, the noise level got even higher, and I realized that my hard-on and I needed to get out the door. Between Krystal's teasing, feeling Max behind me on the bike and shopping for lingerie, and now this show in front of me, I was gonna explode if I didn't get out of there.
    "Jesus," I whispered as I turned from the girls to face Max. She looked like she was ready to join in with Angel and Bethany. I was gonna have to peel her off the bar stool, even if she was all covered up from head to toe. I'd bet my last dollar that the panties she wore underneath those mom jeans were wet. Time to put an end to the show before I was any more tempted to grab a girl and head for a private room just to get off.
    "All handled," I said to Max when I'd made it across the room. "You ready?" I couldn't afford to think about whether or not she was ready in a sexual way. We had to get out of there.
    "Ready," Max answered as she stood up. "Zeno gonna handle things?"
    I nodded,