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  After two months I took back the reins, I had to or they would’ve done me the fuck in, and Ginger Lee was the worst of the two. That little filly can crack nuts with the best of them.

  I don’t think though that we would’ve made it this far if all we had going for us was in the bedroom.

  I had genuinely grown to love my little wild child, but I felt bad about what I was doing to Cindy, though she was the one that refused to let go.

  I got something from both of them and was freaked the fuck out in the beginning when I realized I had feelings for both of them.

  I’m an old conventional guy. I never knew that such a thing was possible. I had no blue prints to follow and the town was wizening up to what we had going on.

  Then Law’s family had been murdered and there was a lot of shit going on at the sheriff’s office.

  It was the murder of a good man and his wife and child that had prompted my boy Brandon and me to really look at our boss.

  We’d known since joining the office that he was shady; there had been rumors for years.

  But that was the first time we’d been hit with the realization of how far he would go for the man who had him in his pocket.

  We got together with Law, in secret nightly meetings, and came up with a plan. Law’s mind wasn’t on anything but vengeance back then, but with all the whispers and disgruntlement going around, Brand and I put on our thinking caps.

  I had to put my personal drama aside and help my friend. Like everyone else, I had benefited at one time or another from the kindness of his mother or father.

  Mr. Daniels had always had a sympathetic ear, and his wife was always ready with a cookie and a warm hug when we were kids.

  I’m not sure we’d intended to start our own MC. There wasn’t a chapter in our neck of the woods, but we did have men who rode for the fun of it, and some who were members of clubs in other parts of the state.

  Coming from law enforcement, we knew we were gonna need organization. There were more than enough men by then who wanted to join forces with Law, even though he didn’t have any interest. But I saw the potential for the future and knew we needed this.

  The only stipulation Law made when we brought it to him was that we weren’t to be beholden to anyone else. Meaning we answered to no one, which was easy since there were no other clubs here.

  Of course that didn’t last long and as soon as word got out about what we were doing, a couple assholes had tried to horn in.

  After they didn’t accept our word that we weren’t interested in the usual MC fare of drug running, gun smuggling or any of the other fucked up shit some of them do to give the rest of us a bad name, we ended up, under Law’s orders, fucking their shit up.

  As an ex-lawman it took me a while to get with the way Law did things. He was in soldier mode back then and still is to some degree, but those first days and months were the roughest.

  Brand and I moved from town to the ranch to keep an eye on Law and Kyle. I still had a house in town where Ginger was staying because it didn’t make sense for her to get her own place here.

  Cindy wasn’t too happy at first, but she learned to live with it, though I thought I would shit a brick the first time she pushed to come to dinner.

  Ginger threw a fit when I told her Cindy was coming over. Up until then that had been her territory, Cindy had never been to my house.

  I think Ginger thought I was bringing Cindy home to finally fuck her, which would’ve been a fucked up thing to do.

  Now I don’t know what Cindy thought was going on with Ginger Lee and me every night, with her sleeping under my roof. But in the two months this had been going on, I hadn’t touched Cindy. I’m pretty sure now that Ginger Lee would’ve castrated my ass if I’d tried.

  I really didn’t know what the fuck I’d found myself in, but it couldn’t go on. I realized that although I really liked Cindy, I was head over heals in love with Ginger, but the guilt over leaving Cindy was eating away at me.

  That evening I’d sat their asses down and told them to work their shit out, because I was done playing games.

  I let it be known that I wasn’t going to be used by one to hurt the other and I think that was the first time they really got it.

  The situation was fucked up however you looked at it, but I think I knew the answer all along. I was fucking Ginger Lee after all, when I wasn’t doing so much as kissing Cindy goodnight.

  After moving out to the ranch, I shared my little tale of woe with Law, Brand and Kyle. Those fucks, instead of helping, laughed their asses off and started taking bets.

  I remember the day it all came to a head. I had gone into town to see about Ginger Lee because she wasn’t feeling well. Cindy was at the house when I got there.

  Funnily enough it’s the only time the two of them got along, when they’re both on the rag. Not so funny is the fact that they choose that time to discuss me, and every fuck that’s wrong with me.

  That day I wasn’t in the mood for their shit, so I just bought out the pharmacy as usual and headed back to the house.

  I guess it was the way I was making a fuss over Ginger Lee that finally brought it home for Cindy. She pulled me aside after I’d dosed my girl with pain meds.

  “You really love her don’t you?”

  “I’ve told you that I do.” She got quiet there for a while and I felt those old stirrings of guilt.

  The guys had told me to just end it with her, but they didn’t understand, she had to be the one to end it. I think she always knew, when I never pushed to get her into my bed and was practically living with Ginger Lee.

  But I did it for her pride I guess, and maybe in some small way, for my conscience. I did have feelings for her, but by then I knew I was in love with Ginger Lee.

  “I guess you must think I’m a fool, the way I’ve tried to hang onto you all these months even with her here.”

  “I would never think that Cindy. The situation is messed up no matter how you look at it, as is usual with us, the timing sucks.”

  “But you love her.”

  “Yes, yes I do, I’m sorry that hurts you, I never meant to, but we both know we can’t keep doing this.”

  “So I guess this is it huh?” I would’ve done anything to take that hurt out of her voice and the pain from her eyes. I think that was the lowest point of my life, to know that I had hurt someone who was so special to me.

  After that day we were passing acquaintances, too much had happened for us to be real friends I guess, and the fact that Cindy started to actively despise Ginger Lee would’ve made it damn near impossible.

  ***

  I bypassed the guys that were hanging around the clubhouse and went to my room. I eased the door open just to be on the safe side.

  Huh, so that’s the kind of mood she’s in is it. She was wearing the red wig today; that means she’s feeling dirty and my dick is in for a workout.

  Ginger has more wigs than I don’t know what. She has one for everyday of the week. I never know just who the fuck I’m going to meet from one day to the next, but I as much as I get a kick out of her get-ups, I much prefer her natural black curls.

  “Hey baby.” She turned at the sound of my voice and I almost swallowed my tongue. She was wearing a bustier under her open robe. All black lace with ribbons and shit, with her tits hanging out the top.

  Ginger Lee has gravity defying tits. There’s no sag in the shits, and I have spent hours examining them for silicone, but there is none. It’s all her, all thirty-six DD of them.

  I walked deeper into the room and started taking off my shirt. It had been days since we’d fucked and I know she needed it as much as I did; she always does after her time was up.

  “Come ‘ere baby.” I opened my arms and she ran into them, pressing those girls into my chest.

  “I missed you, you didn’t have any trouble getting up here?”

  “Nope not a one, you know your people don’t screw with me, they don’t want their shit ending up in the Tim
es.”

  This is true, Ginger Lee has connections and she has no trouble using them. She’s already given them a taste of what she can do when she put the local politicians on blast for cutting the school budget that was already light as it is.

  That had got results and now everyone sort of ran to her to get their shit out there. She wanted to do an expose on the sheriff and his affiliation with Davis, but Law told her to put that one on ice for later.

  I had the feeling though that that story was never going to be told, I don’t think Law planned for there to be anything left of Davis when he was through.

  I picked her up and sat her on the edge of the bed. She had pulled out all the stops for this one.

  Thigh highs and garter belts, I was almost expecting a whip, but as bold as she is, she knows that when it comes to fucking, I run the show.

  “Damn baby, you smell so good.” I buried my nose between her thighs where her scent made me growl. I don’t know what she does to her pussy, but the shit has me by the short and curlies.

  I pulled her thong aside and fingered her pussy while nibbling on her neck. She was primed for my dick, but it had been so long since I’d touched her, that I wanted to take my time.

  Laying her back against the bed I spread her legs and admired the freshly waxed pussy. I’ve seen her do that shit to herself so I know the effort she put into it, and much appreciated it.

  I tore her thong in half instead of removing the garters and all that happy shit, easy access. She laughed and pushed her pussy towards my face.

  “Nice and smooth.” I ran my hand over her plump pussy mound before dipping my fingers back inside of her.

  “Juicy fucking pussy, shit.”

  “I wanna choke on your cock.” Well damn. I was up with my hands on my belt before the words died on her tongue.

  She dug those nails of hers into my ass as she pulled me forward and sucked my shit in like a hoover.

  “Fuck babe.” I threw my head back and with my hands buried in her hair, pulled her on and off my cock.

  “Hold still.” I know what she needs when she gets like this, so as soon as she stopped moving, with my cock halfway down her neck, I skull fucked her.

  She slobbered and moaned all over my dick until she choked out, then I pulled out, smacked her on the cheek with my meat and then shoved it back into her mouth for more of the same.

  She pushed me to my back and hopped on my stiff dick after covering my shit with a condom. It’s a good thing the wig had tipped me off; a lesser man would’ve been looking for the nearest exit. She was a beast.

  She rode my dick like it wasn’t attached to me, like it was just this thing that was there for her pleasure. I didn’t feel anyway about it, she always gets like that when she’s been without for a while.

  The bed wasn’t going to make it though if she kept up this momentum, and knowing Ginger Lee, when she gets started there’s no off switch.

  “Are you fucking me little girl, is that what you’re doing?” It was time for me to show her who’s boss. I flipped her over and threw her legs over my shoulders, heels and all.

  I sank into all that plush soft heat. Some things should be left unsaid, but this pussy right here is about the best thing under the heavens, and what’s more she knows it, knows that she owns my ass.

  Maybe that’s why she hadn’t minded sharing in the beginning, she knew she had the only horse in that race.

  I eased my dick in and out of her, going slow at first, teasing her, before slamming her pussy the way she likes.

  “Oh fuck yeah feed me that dick, fuck yeah, nnngggghhhhh, nnnnggghhhhh, fuck yeah you big dick son of a bitch, fuck meeeeeeeee.”

  Did I mention that she could be loud? I spread her legs and held them open at the ankles while pile driving into her pussy that was turning red from the battering.

  “Shit Clay that’s deep, hold up.” She tried getting her hand over her pussy but it was a lost cause, I was already balls-deep in her and that’s where I meant to stay.

  “I thought you said you wanted this dick, why you crying now? Take this dick like a big girl. That’ll teach you to fuck with me.” She clamped down on my dick and tried to take the lead back but I was ready for her ass.

  Pulling out I pulled her up to her knees and started to ease back into her. For some reason I pulled out and snatched off the condom before slamming my naked cock back into her and cumming deep inside her tight little pussy

  I blasted off in her, making sure to hit the womb, and she got the shakes again and came all over my cock.

  “Clayton did you just cum in me?” She was panting and out of breath as she glared up at me.

  “Yes I did, it’s time.”

  “Says who?”

  “We talked about it didn’t we? Well I’ve decided there’s no need to wait.”

  “You’ve decided?”

  “Yes, now get out there and see if the others need help with anything. There’s going to be at least fifty people here tonight.” I slapped her ass and hopped off the bed.

  As bad as she is, I know she needs her man to take the reins when it comes to the big stuff. We’d talked about kids and I’ve decided that it’s time to do more than talk. Which means that that diamond on her finger was going to be needing its mate soon.

  “You wanna take a quick shower with me babe?” I headed for the attached bathroom and a shower.

  If all goes well tonight I might be able to go back to my own house soon. Either that or the shit could get worse.

  Chapter 3

  TRAVIS

  I went back to the cottage after having a chat with the priest. She was still lazing about on the bed naked and that’s when I noticed it.

  “Why is your pussy waxed?” I was too upset before to notice much of anything, but now that I’d had her again after a whole year of going without, my mind was clear.

  “I like it like this.” She looked down at herself and ran her hand over her bald pussy.

  “Who told you you could wax your pussy while I was gone?” Yes I’m that guy. I stay on top of my fucking woman and watch every fuck she does. Why? Because I don’t like fucking surprises and the one she’d dealt me on my return was more than enough to last me a lifetime.

  “I, you, we; what do you mean?”

  “That’s my pussy, you don’t do shit to it without my say so.”

  “Don’t be ridiculous Travis, what did you expect me to do, let it grow until you got back? I don’t see what the big deal is.”

  It only took one look to bring her back to her fucking senses. “Get up and get dressed.”

  “Where’re we going?”

  “To get married. Close your mouth babe and get that ass moving.”

  “What do you mean to get married? I don’t have any of my stuff here, Travis come back here.”

  “We’re getting married in five minutes, you wanna do it like that fine by me, but it might be hard on the priest.”

  I went to my bags where I had the ring I’d bought her, while she rushed around getting dressed and mumbling under her breath.

  ***

  The ceremony was brief and to the point. My new cousin in law was there as well as Melissa, Kyle and Law. It wasn’t exactly the wedding I’d wanted to give my woman, but desperate times call for desperate measures.

  I sent her off with the girls when it was over and done with, and us men went in search of the rest of the crew. It was time to get shit moving.

  ***

  LAW

  The sun was fast approaching its zenith and night would be on us before you know it. It gets dark real early in these parts this time of year.

  “Okay, the scouts came back from their last recon, Davis called in reinforcements, unknowns. I don’t really give a fuck, one asshole’s as good as another, and if they want to stick their necks in my shit I have no problem offing their asses.

  Now all of you know where you’re supposed to be right? He’s thinking of hitting us after midnight but we’d have been ther
e and back long before that.

  I don’t have to tell any of you what this shit means to my family and me. This is the first time in almost three years that I would be getting this close to that snake; he’s always in hiding and surrounded by men.

  This might be the last chance I have at him, so if anyone fucks this up there’s going to be hell to pay.”

  I looked around at the men who had gathered in the meeting room. Each of them had a grievance of their own, either against Davis or the asshole sheriff.

  They wanted this as much as I did, but they all knew my complaint was the gravest. Where some of them might have lost land and property, I had lost my fucking blood.

  “One last thing, who do we have staying behind with the women and children?” suddenly the thought of leaving Dana Sue here alone without me to look after her didn’t feel so good.

  That’s the kind of shit I’d been trying to avoid. For the past three years I had no one but myself to look out for. Kyle could handle himself I’d made fucking sure of that shit.

  But what the fuck was I supposed to do with a wife? I can’t go into battle worrying about her.

  “It was hard getting volunteers for that so we went ahead and chose some of the guys that we could afford to spare.”

  “Make sure they know what the fuck they’re doing, I don’t want any casualties on our end. They’re not supposed to get this far anyway. The guys started on the perimeter Kyle?”

  “Yeah they’re in position, Cole is in charge of that. He’s pissed that he’s not going to be in on the action, but he understands that being here is important too. I told him he was protecting the boss’s wife which was almost just as important.”

  The ass grinned at me after saying that and I only had to glare around the table once to get the snickering to stop.

  “Now let’s go over this shit one last time. I’m going to be up on the ridge above the Davis place with my night scope.

  Brand, Clay, I know you guys aren’t exactly on board with the bloodshed but this is the only way to do this. We’ve tried going the legal route and that didn’t work I’ll understand if you two wanna sit this one out.”