it was clear
that he loved her. I smiled at the huge biker as he waited for me
to lead the way. I could feel his presence behind me as we walked
down the hallway, and didn’t realize Stone hadn’t followed us until
I opened the door and turned. Glancing down the hallway, I spotted
him and Rita. She was wrapped around him again, but his arms were
hanging loosely at his sides. Slut!
“If you’d like to get Kat settled in the
bath, I’ll go make you something to eat from the kitchen.”
“Thank you,” Kat smiled at me. “That would be
nice.”
Stone and Rita were still in the same spot as
I walked down the hall to go to the kitchen. I tried to ignore the
way Rita touched Stone, and when she noticed me coming their way
she drew Stone’s head down to her and planted her red mouth on his,
at the same time rubbing her naked boobs against his chest. I don’t
know why it infuriated me seeing them together. I had no claim on
Stone, and he’d made it clear that he didn’t care if I fucked
around.
Maybe I should.
Just as I reached them, Rita pulled away.
“Come to my room, baby, and I’ll fuck you good and hard.”
I rolled my eyes, made brief eye contact with
the humor in Stone’s, and walked past them as if they weren’t
there, as if seeing him kiss another woman didn’t bother me. Why
should it? Fuck! Something was happening to me, some shitty
emotion so deep inside of me that it would be easy to think I’d
imagined it, or mislabeled it. Was it anger? Jealousy? No way
I’m jealous! More likely I was just fed up with seeing him with
that slut, and giving me mind-blowing orgasms like he was doing me
a favor.
Well, fuck him. He was obviously a man-whore.
Just the thought made me angry, and was probably the reason I
grabbed the first man I came to at the bar. Everyone else was
getting lucky around here, I might as well. I was horny as hell,
thanks to Stone’s raw charisma and talented fingers.
“Well, hello there, handsome!” I threaded my
fingers through the stranger’s long hair, sneaking a glance at
Stone. Good, he was watching. Reaching up, I kissed him.
It was impulsive and stupid. I knew that as
soon as I touched my lips to his. The man wasn’t even a Dark Menace
member, but was wearing a cut declaring him a Wild Marauder. It was
obvious that he was stunned, but it didn’t last long. Within
seconds he was willing, eager, and started to participate
wholeheartedly. His arm went around my waist and he pulled me
between his legs where he was sitting on the stool. Then I felt his
other hand squeezing my breast.
I stiffened. God, I had a bad feeling about
this, like maybe I was in over my head. He was a good kisser, but
all I could focus on was the hand on my breast and the zeal with
which he kissed me back. There was no doubt that he was half-drunk
and getting turned on. I knew that I had to end the kiss before I
lost control of the situation.
“Well, hello there, baby,” the biker said
when I pulled away. “What was that for?” He was young and all
smiles, and not unattractive. The hand around my waist dropped to
my ass, and I felt his fingers splay out over my right cheek and
squeeze.
Shit! I was speechless for a few
minutes, trying to come up with something to say that would make
sense. He continued to hold me against him, smiling like he’d just
won the lottery. I caught Ty’s eye, and I could tell that he didn’t
approve of what I’d done. He shook his head as if to say, ‘Now
you’ve done it,’ before going back to what he was doing.
“I’m so sorry, but, I thought you were
someone else,” I said lamely. I gently pulled away. “From behind
you reminded me of an old friend.”
“That’s okay darlin’, after the day I’ve had
that was fuckin’ nice.” His gaze shifted to something behind me.
“Oh, oh, from the look on his face I’d say your prez is pissed
off.”
What? Turning around, I saw Stone slapping
Rita’s hands away as she tried to hold him back. He was pissed