Hacking the Biker's Code (Dogs of Fire Savannah Chapter #6) - Piper Davenport Page 0,51
in me.”
I sighed. “See?”
He grinned. “You ready for me and Dice to load the van?”
“Yep. Are you going with him?”
Rabbit shook his head. “Shadow’s on his way.”
I bit back tears.
“What’d I say?” he asked.
“Y’all are just so sweet. I have an amazing family and now I have an incredible husband who has brothers that will do anything for me, and it’s humbling.”
“You’re ours, Parker. We protect what’s ours.”
“I’m finally getting that, honey,” I whispered, standing on my tiptoes to kiss him. “I’m sorry it took me so long.”
“Love you, Pebbles.”
“Love you back.”
“If you two are done suckin’ face, Shadow and I’d like to load the van,” Dice said as he walked into the arranging room.
I grinned and showed the men what was going to the party. They headed for the drop off and Rabbit and I worked the store alone for the rest of the day.
* * *
Saturday arrived and it was family night at the barn. I couldn’t wait to spend time with our people, then do nothing the next day. Rabbit had had his first meeting with Taxi the day before, but he was pretty tight-lipped on what went on, so I was hoping I could get him relaxed and happy enough to spill the details tonight.
My plan was a simple one. Beer, tequila, blow job, repeat.
We left the shop and I was on the back of Rabbit’s bike, which really only managed to make me a horny, ravenous beast by the time we got to the barn, so beer and tequila would have to wait, because I needed his dick in my mouth.
Pronto.
“Baby, you need to slow down,” he ordered as I dragged him through the great room toward the stairs.
“And you need to get your ass upstairs and naked.”
He laughed and moved faster. The second the door was unlocked and opened, we stepped inside and I was on my knees, tugging at his belt. He helped, pushing his jeans down and I smiled. He was already hard.
“I so love your dick,” I breathed out, taking the tip into my mouth.
“Yeah, I noticed.” His hand went to my head and squeezed gently as I took him deep.
I squeezed his length gently as I moved my mouth slowly at first, but then he started to fuck my face and he ended up doing most of the work.
“Ready?” he rasped, and I gripped his thighs with a nod. He came. Hard. I sucked gently, milking him until his dick stopped pulsing, then released him and smiled up at him, licking my lips.
“Thanks, honey,” I said, and he helped me stand, then put his clothes back to normal.
Kissing me gently, he grinned. “What is it with you and my bike?”
I chuckled. “Probably the vibration against my pussy.”
“Want me to vibrate your pussy now?”
I smiled. “I’m good. You’ll take care of me later.”
“Yeah, I will,” he promised, we headed back downstairs.
“Where’d you go?” Jasmine asked as she hugged me.
“Nowhere,” I said, and she grinned.
“Oh, I see how it is.”
“Tequila?” Rabbit asked.
“Yeah, honey, that’d be good.”
He walked over to the bar and I joined my girls who had congregated in the seating area in the middle of the room. Flopping onto the sofa next to Willow, Jasmine sat beside me with a sigh, rubbing her belly.
“You doing okay?” I asked.
Jasmine smiled. “Yeah. Just feeling huge.”
“Are you still sick?” Lyric asked her.
“No, thank god. That took way too much out of me. I’ve got a product launch next month and I feel ill-prepared as it is.”
Not only was Jasmine a kick-ass hair stylist, she had a brand of skincare that she was constantly updating and improving. Firefly was now a multi-million-dollar company and it was all because of her vision and dedication to excellence.
“If you need help,” Olivia said. “Just let us know.”
Jasmine smiled. “Oh, I will, don’t worry.”
Rabbit walked over and handed me a shot of tequila and a margarita. “I’m gonna go beat Doom at pool.”
I grinned. “Okay, honey.”
“How’s the expansion going?” Olivia asked me.
“Good. Stevie’s amazing. I couldn’t do any of this without her.”
“She doesn’t want to open her own place?”
I took my shot of tequila and set the glass on the coffee table. “Surprisingly, no. She doesn’t want the headache. I made her salary, so at least she has some flexibility.”
“It helps when you have really awesome people behind you,” Jasmine said. “But if you don’t, it’s a nightmare.”
We all let out a collective agreement of some kind.
“Where’s Kennedy?” I asked, noticing she was missing.