uncontrollably as I come all over his mouth. He holds me in place while ringing the last of the orgasm out of me, until I plead with him to stop. He lets me gently drop on my tummy, then rolls me over and smiles down at me, heat filling his eyes.
“Can’t stop, Bailey.” He kisses my ear, then says, “We’re only just beginning.”
TWENTY-ONE
ARE you sure I look okay?” I ask Anna again, squinting at myself in her mirror. The black skirt is shorter than I’d usually wear, the black top tight in all the right places. Paired with knee-high boots, I look sexy, but also like I might fit in on a street corner.
“It’s a biker party,” she replies, checking me out from head to toe. “We’ll be wearing the most out of everyone there, trust me.”
“Not very reassuring.” I sigh, pulling at the skirt. “Whose idea was this again?”
“I think it was yours,” Lana says, giggling. “You said to make you look so sexy Rake won’t be able to take his eyes off you, so we did.”
“I’m going to curl your hair and give it a little volume,” Anna says, pulling out a curling wand from the top drawer. “Sex hair.”
I sit on the bed and listen to “2 On” by Tinashe as she gives me the “sex hair.” Lana comes out of the bathroom looking stunning in a black dress, her dark hair piled on top of her head and her lips a sexy fire-engine red. I’ve gone with a darker crimson, one that complements my complexion.
“Almost done,” Anna says, fiddling with my hair. “Are you drinking tonight?”
“I’ll have a drink or two,” I tell her. “I really have no idea what to expect.”
“Men from other chapters of the Wind Dragons will be here,” she says, letting a curl fall around my face. “Some of their women, maybe, but usually not. There will be lots of other women here just looking for a man to fuck. Our men will be here, of course, keeping a close eye on us. But the bottom line is, it’s a party. Food, music, mingling.”
“But biker-style?” I ask, wide-eyed.
The women both laugh at that and repeat after me. “Biker-style.”
“You two better not leave me alone all night,” I grumble, looking down at my boots and second-guessing them for the millionth time.
“We won’t,” Anna says, leaning down and facing me, checking out my hair. “And neither will Rake, especially with you looking like this.”
She straightens up and wolf whistles, making me grin.
“I’m going to go see what Tracker is up to,” Lana says, smacking her lips together. “I’ll be back.”
Anna and I share a glance.
“She’s so getting fucked,” I blurt out, making Anna laugh and fall back on her bed.
“Yeah she is,” she says, touching her dead-straight blond hair. “I wonder what Arrow is up to.”
“Oh, hell no,” I instantly say, jumping on her and pinning her to the bed. “You’re so not leaving me.”
“Stop cock-blocking me, Bailey!” she yells playfully. “Let me go find my man and his huge cock!”
She rolls me on my back and straddles me. I’m about to push her ass off and teach her a lesson when a throat is cleared. We both look to the door to see Arrow and Rake standing there, wearing completely different expressions. Arrow looks . . . a little turned on, while Rake looks just plain confused.
“Any other woman, Bailey,” he says in exasperation, shaking his head. “Pick any other woman to do this with, please, I’m fuckin’ begging you.”
Arrow throws his head back and laughs, and I just watch him, because I don’t think I’ve ever seen him laugh before. When even Rake gives him a sideways glance, I figure I’m not the only one.
“I’m not complaining,” Arrow says gruffly, then looks to Anna. “Bragging to everyone about my huge cock, babe? Don’t want to make all the other men feel bad, do you?”
Rake flashes Arrow a look, but then focuses his attention back to me. “Are you two done here?”
Anna slides off the bed, then I do the same, flashing everyone in the minuscule skirt I’m wearing.
Anna, being the good friend she is, laughs and says, “Sexy red panties.”
I’m about to tell her to shut up when she stands closer to me and whispers, “Definitely looks like sex hair now.”
I grin.
She returns it, then takes off with Arrow, leaving Rake and me alone in their room.
“I want to be inside you right now,” he murmurs, giving me a slow once-over. “Do