long since I’d had my girl on the back of my bike. Nothing compares to the feel of the road and engine under me with her hugged up behind me, leaning together, in and out of the curves.
Freckles was there when we arrived, and we sat at the table with him to change our shoes. Kitty took her shirt off and just had her bikini top on under it. Others were in bathing suit tops as well, but I wished she’d brought a shirt. Pisses me off when men stare at her tits when she isn’t working.
I blew out a breath and pulled my own shirt off, replacing it with a short-sleeved tee. I stood, pulled my jeans off, and glared at my Kitten. “Unless you have shorts to go over your bathing suit, you’re stuck in your jeans for now.”
She shrugged and grinned, but didn’t stand up to shuck her jeans off. I put our shirts, shoes, and my jeans into a duffel, and set it at my feet as a waitress came to take our order.
Kitty
My first impression of Freckles was that he was too young and innocent to be around Squatch and the other bikers, but then I realized I’d just been seeing the red hair and freckles. The dude’s eyes told a different story. He might look twenty from a distance, but up close, if you were paying attention, he’d lived a hard life.
We were at a table for eight, but I didn’t ask who else was coming. Some things, I figure Squatch will tell me if he wants me to know. He gets annoyed sometimes when I ask questions around his brothers, and I didn’t really need to know.
Ten minutes after we arrived, Kahn and a woman I’d never seen before sat with us. I tried to surreptitiously take a deep breath, and scented Khan’s wolf alongside a hawk.
“This is Lee. She drove up from Mobile for a few days. She’s on speech restriction. If you need to speak with her, do so through me, please.”
I looked at my plate. I’d learned about power exchange and BDSM from Brooke and her people. She’d thought it important I understand the lifestyle, in the event I ran into someone who expected I’d understand. She hadn’t been wrong. I’d been so naïve when I’d first started stripping, even after everything Brooke had taught me. I’d caught up fast, though.
Because I understood the lifestyle, I assumed Lee had driven up to see Kahn with an understanding of the rules before she arrived. She clearly already knew him. But, I thought he and Nuli were close, and I wondered what his deal with the two women was, but knew Squatch wouldn’t want me asking if they knew about each other. I also understood bringing Nuli up would be in bad form. I wouldn’t have understood those nuances when I’d first entered society.
“Magnum’s meeting us here on his bike, instead of picking us up from here in the boat,” Kahn told us, “and we can all ride to his house to get on the boat. Our bikes will be safer there.”
“I’ve been meaning to talk to him about buying some waverunners, or comparable, this fall when everyone’s trying to ditch them,” Squatch said. “We can store them in the clubhouse over the winter, but if he has a place for them in the summer, it’ll be fun if we can get a bunch of us riding together next year.”
Magnum walked across the room, stopping to put his arm around a waitress and squeeze her ass before he made his way to our table.
“I’m good with keeping them at my house. We’ll need to work out insurance in case they’re stolen. Theft on the water happens more than anyone realizes.”
Squatch grinned. “Maybe we put the RTMC logo on them, then. No one in their right mind jacks our shit.”
“Point.” Magnum looked to me. “Squatch says you’ve never been on a boat?”
I shook my head.
“Mine’s just a pontoon boat. Party boat. Nothing fancy. Have ya’ll ordered? Their burgers are out of this world.”
Chapter Thirty-Nine
Squatch
Kitty wasn’t comfortable with Lee. At all. To her credit, she didn’t say anything, but she also wouldn’t look in her general direction.
Kahn ordered Lee a water, and he fed her bites of his burger. She didn’t drink her water unless he lifted the glass and put the straw to her mouth. Way too much energy to put into power exchange, if you ask me, but Khan’s hard core. He