Saving Dallas Forever (Saving Dallas 3)

“That was a beautiful speech, babe,” he said smirking at me.

“So beautiful that it made your cock rock hard?” I asked, smiling at him, as he grinded his hips into me.

“Fuck, I love it when you talk dirty like that. I want to take you inside right now, and fuck you until you pass out.” His eyes were heavy and full of lust, as he ran his tongue along my bottom lip, and delivered another delicious thrust that had me wet and wanting.

“Please,” I whispered, taking his tongue into my mouth, and sucking it gently. I felt his grip tighten on my hips, as he let out a groan into my mouth. I knew that groan. It was one that said, ‘I can’t.’

“I will, baby. Soon,” he said, pulling his mouth from mine, and setting me on my feet. I frowned at him, as he adjusted himself, and lifted his head to the girl behind the bar. She placed a beer in front of him, and he shot her a wink, causing my frown to deepen.

“That’s my wink,” I grumbled, wondering what in the hell it would take to get men behind the bar.

“It’s all yours, baby,” Luke responded to my grumbling. He kissed me chastely on the lips, then grabbed my hand, and led me over to a group of loveseats that had been arranged to form a semi-circle. The table in the middle was littered with empty drinking glasses and the sofas were filled with ol’ ladies practically sitting on top of each other. “We are gonna hold a short church, then you can have me all to yourself.” He slapped my ass, and turned to leave before I could say a word.

“Awe, shit. Luke just gave you that ‘I’ll fuck you later promise’ didn’t he?” Fucking Red. Why was she always putting my business out on Front Street?

“You know, you pay just a little too close attention,” I said, squeezing my ass into the non-existent space between Baby and Jen. I looked around at the group of women, who all nodded in agreement, causing Red to shrug her shoulders in response. I could tell that she didn’t give two shits what we all thought of her. Talk between the ladies resumed as more drinks came, including a tray of shots that the lovely Linda presented us with. I felt my cheeks redden, as she winked at me, and I was thankful Red was too busy running her big mouth to notice.

I was introduced to a new group of women from Lake Charles, and was surprised to find that, even though they didn’t see each other often, they seemed to have a good relationship with all the ol’ ladies in our chapter. There were so many that I was afraid I would never remember them all, but Brooklyn reassured me that I would be seeing a lot more of them. She didn’t elaborate, but I could tell there was hidden meaning in her words. I felt, more than heard, the conversation die, as everyone seemed to sense the same thing I did. Brooklyn knew something, and it was a gamble to see if she was going to share. Red must have known what was going on too, and when she took the direction of the conversation in another turn, I knew it for a fact. She was covering something up.

“So, Dallas,” Red said, leaning in close, and lowering her voice. I leaned across Jen to bring my head closer to hers, which prompted everyone to lean in; not an easy task, considering there were so many of us. “I’ll have you know that the PROSPECT is now hydrated, has a large amount of Adderall pumping through his system, and should have those bikes finished in no time.” We all laughed, as we sat back and drank a shot to congratulate Red on her completed mission. I expected Brooklyn to say something smart, but she surprised me.

“There ya go, baby. Your good heart should be enough to keep us out of hell.”

“Well, only half of it, because the other half belongs to you,” Red said, with a wink. They were so alike, yet so different. It was actually a little scary. If you looked hard enough, you could even find resemblances between their faces. “I’m calling it a night. Maybe I can get a few minutes of sleep in before the insatiable Regg comes to bed, and tries to rape me in my sleep.”

“Can’t rape the willing,” Jen chimed in.

“Ain’t that the damned truth! Goodnight all! I will see y’all first thing in the morning.” The laughter before seemed muted, compared to that which erupted at Red’s announcement.

“You don’t even know what morning looks like unless you’ve stayed up all night to see it,” Mary said, through her laughter. I guess Red is not a morning person.