Page 76 of Master's Rise
“I got biker clothes, the lace top and boots are new. Freedom and Harmony are crazy.”
I laugh for way too long. Our first Church, showing respect to Crow, our new heart and crazy Brothers and women are nothing compared my reaction to my ol’ lady. Within a minute of walking out, I was on my knees. “I think I may have a permanent spot in crazy, little Kram. It’s been a hell of a day and you floor me with fucking clothes that aren’t new to you. Tell me the rest have you covered.”
She shrugs then leans against my chest like she’s getting comfortable. “The bathing suit goes with the Club’s theme. My pants were in the closet waiting for another chance to wear them.The last time Freedom and Victory had to get me out of the rave Club through a side door. I figured I’d be safe here and they decided my outfit before they got to the house. The clothes are more like additions to what I have. Every single thing they brought covers me so I’m not in Pretty Woman hooker style outfits that would embarrass you. Tastefully sexy and if it gets too hot, I can swim.”
Her being extracted from a Club settles my dick down. It’s a new control my heart is pounding out a war rhythm for. “I’m glad your new clothes cover you. I obviously like tastefully sexy and I hope to God it gets hot as hell out today so I can see the rest of the bathing suit.”
She leans back and looks at my blanked face then into my eyes. “You’re pissed about the Club?”
I guess it shows. I just nod. “I’m here and you’ve got a hundred Brothers watching out for me, so I’m safe. Relax, drink the nasty whiskey and loosen up. Not too much though. The Club chicks gave me pointers on winning the weenie game.”
Jesus. I stand up fast. With her little scream the Brothers that are close turn and watch. “Weeniebiteand don’t tell me. I’m standing while I can.”
She laughs and the Brothers relax then smile. “Feed me, Captain Cort. I need fuel for the games. Getting the taste of that nasty shit out of my mouth will be good too.”
I kiss her tasting the rye. I like it.
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Watching Seren laugh at the Brothers getting doused has me laughing. Every time she checks one out, she looks at me with a sad shake of her head. The Officers think she’s cool as shit.
“That’s three more not making the cut, Boss. She’s got to pick someone, there’s only two left.” Amos sounds as if he’s worried.
I laugh at him. “She’s not impressed. Falcon shouldn’t have pushed for her to judge. Let the women decide like they always do.” Falcon’s gone off the edge here. Getting my ol’ lady to judge wet boxers was purely mean spirited. Seren knew and threw me a wink. I’m glad she’s playing along.
“He’s trying to get in your head. If you’re pissed, he thinks he’ll win,” Raid says like I’m clueless.
I shrug. “We’d all be watching whether she’s up there or not. Since she’s having fun with this, I am too. It’s a game, Brothers. Relax.”
Another sad shake of the head and the crowd is getting louder. The Prospect on the end looks nervous. A bucket of water and ice has him shocked but he doesn’t take his eyes off Seren.
She shakes her head with her eyes on me and yells with a stomp of her foot. “You ruined me, Cort Masters!” She’s still talking, but I can’t hear anything through the laughing, yelling and whistling.
I’m lifting her up to the crowd getting louder, before I even decided on moving. My woman is lethal, to me and the poor bastards that decided to play today. “I’ll get Brothers on suicide watch after this.” I kiss her to more yelling. I put her down and Brothers move close.
She pulls at my shoulders. It’s a lift me gesture that I like, so I do. With her legs wrapped, she pulls away smiling. “Get me out of here before they decide I need to do wet T-shirt as a punishment,” she says softly.
“You’re fucking perfect, Kram. Let’s go see the other games, I’ll explain what you need to do.”
She’s smiling so I start walking.
“Wet T-shirt! Seren Masters, where did you go?”
I turn with her still clinging to me. “My ol’ lady isn’t interested in showing more than the bathing suit you see now. Since it’s her choice, I’m taking her to explain the games so she can do the shit that does interest her.” I smile like a politician. “Like playing with me.” Turning, I walk, leaving them all laughing.
“I love you.” She laughs.
“Love you too, little Kram.” Handing her the list of games. She reads then looks at me confused.
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Off Bike games:
Body Shots – sexy wins
Wet Tee-shirt
Wet boxer
