Page 47 of Watcher

“Everyone good with the income stream?” Beast says, and all agree. “What about helping out with the Sisters of Chaos?” Again, everyone agrees. “Good. The Memphis chapter will be doing much of the work, but Watcher will spend a good amount of time between Pine Bluff and Memphis.” He grabs the gavel and stands. “All in?”

Everyone at the table stands and unzips their pants, slapping their dicks against the table and laughing. Beast hits the table with the gavel, and everyone puts their dicks away.

I walk outside, and Kentucky follows. “I’m going to sit this one out,” he says. “Lisa wants to patch things up, so I told her we could try and do that.”

“You love her, don’t you?”

“Yeah, I do.” He holds up a finger for me to stop. “The thing with Diablo would never have happened if she didn’t walk out on me.”

“This club stuff is some rough shit for an old lady to handle,” I say. “I’ve had the same conversation with Hellcat. You gotta talk Lisa through it. Let her know she’s important to you. Let her know the club is important, and you’ll do everything you can to ensure she’s happy.”

Kentucky laughs and slaps me on the shoulder. “Motherfucker.”

“What?”

“Can’t believe I’m taking advice from you.” He follows me to my bike. “You’re right, you know. I appreciate it.”

“Send Lisa my love, Kentucky. Y’all need each other.”

I nod at the prospects who will follow me in the van. Hellcat’s bike is loaded in the back.

We roll into Memphis around six, and I get a message from Hellcat to meet her somewhere other than her new apartment. She gives me the address, and I let the Prospects know there’s a change of plans. We drop the bike off at the rink. The Prospects double back on the street on foot and find the man who tailed us from Pine Bluff. They know not to kill the man. Just make him a little uncomfortable.

I leave on the road behind the rink, checking the time. We were supposed to meet at eight at her place. The new place is closer. I’m not sure how it will go with this Jeremy guy. He seemed like a decent man and reminded me a lot of me. As long as he can take orders and do as told, there won’t be a problem. Get out of line or hurt Hellcat in any way, and I’ll crack his head.

I slow to the address and stop at the entrance. The apartments look like somewhere the rich in Memphis hang out when they’re tired of hanging out in their mansions. I look up and see Hellcat waving from a third-floor window. She’s wearing a robe, of all things. I admit I’m surprised she’s all in so quickly.

I park in the last parking spot out of the way and next to an F-150 that hides the bike from view. I momentarily reconsider the proposition but quickly shake the thought from my head. We both want this. Yeah, it had gone super fast but I’m not forcing her to do anything against her will. It helps she already knows Jeremy. That usually isn’t the easy part.

As Jeremy pulls into the parking lot, I step onto the elevator and push the third-floor button. I would have liked more time to discuss things with Hellcat, but the best part of a threesome is the surprises that happen between participants.

The elevator door opens, and Hellcat stands there waiting, nothing beneath her robe. She throws her arms around me, and our lips meet. The kiss is short as I hold her at arm's length.

“Your boy Jeremy just pulled in. You still on?”

“Absolutely. I think Jeremy is a little afraid.” She leads me to the apartment door, and when she turns to grab the knob, I slide my hand up beneath her robe, guiding a finger between her ass cheeks. Feeling something hard. She turns and smiles. “I stopped somewhere when I got back to Memphis. The clerk suggested putting it in as soon as possible.”

“You don’t miss a fucking beat, do you?”

“I don’t.” She opens the door, and I follow her inside.

The place looks like it belongs in a magazine. A place you never bring a kid. The furniture is all white. The dining room table glimmers from the large chandelier above.

“This is fucking nice,” I say and walk to the fridge. I grab three beers and open mine. “Who does it belong to?”

“My Mom’s sister. Aunt Marla. She’s out of town. My father hated the woman, so he’d never think to find me here.” She goes to the window and looks down at the parking lot. “He’s still sitting in his car. What should I do?”

“Give him a chance to decide. This isn’t for everyone, Hellcat.” I walk up behind her and slide my hands around to untie the robe. “How’s that ass I tapped?”

“A little sore, but I’m willing to give it another try.” She reaches back and squeezes my cock. “Does that damn thing ever go down?”

“Only when you aren’t around.” I let my hand slip down between her legs. “Are you ever not wet?”

“Only when you’re not around,” she says and giggles.

I turn her around and slip the robe down her shoulders, pressing her back against the window, hoping Jeremy looks up to see her delicious ass.

Hellcat moves her arms around my shoulders, my hand finding wet pussy again. She’s hot and throbbing, ready to get this show on the road.

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