Crash (Evil Dead MC 2)
They hugged, and then Shannon stood back to take in Crystal’s outfit. “Look at you, all dolled up like a girl!”
“I can rock a dress when the mood strikes. I’m not a total hard-ass.”
Shannon made a circular motion with her index finger. “Turn around, let’s see it.”
Crystal spun in a circle like a total diva. Her long dark hair twirling out. She was dressed in a black stretch micro mini dress with studs along the bottom of the skirt and a one shoulder front that had a diagonal keyhole cutout in the single strap that dipped down to the swell of her breast. The top edge of the dress as well as the keyhole were also edged in studs. It was very short and very sexy. She had on high-heeled black sandals with straps that crisscrossed up past her ankles. Totally sexy, totally fuck-me shoes.
“And who are you dressing for?” Shannon asked with a raised brow.
Crystal shrugged with a knowing grin, “I’m dressing for me.”
Shannon nodded. “Um-hmm.”
Cole sidled up to Crystal, pulling her close with a hand hooking her waist and teased with a grin, “She’s dressing for me.” He looked down at her and winked. “Aren’t you, doll?”
Crystal put her hands on her hips and jiggled her ass up against him like a living Betty Boop. “Of course, hon. You like?”
Cole smacked her ass. “I like. Now get out of here, before you get me in trouble.”
She giggled at Shannon and moved off through the crowd.
Crash moved up behind Shannon, his arm coming around her, his warm palm settling on her bare midriff. He leaned over her shoulder and spoke to Cole. “It’s your shot.”
When Cole moved to take his shot, Crash cuddled Shannon close, nibbling on her neck. She rubbed her hands affectionately over the forearms that were wrapped around her belly and turned her head to Crash, smiling, enjoying his touch.
Wolf watched them from where he sat at a nearby table, his chair turned to the side, his body kicked back and slouching. He rolled his eyes at their flirtatiousness and realized he needed his ego stroked like that. He looked around, wondering where Crystal had gotten to. She always knew how to pick him up when he needed a lift. Twisting his head to the left, he searched the throng, and suddenly her leg went over his hips, and she was there, straddling his lap.
“Babe,” he said, startled, his hands instinctively going to her hips as hers landed on his shoulders. He’d been planning to go pick Misty up when her shift at Sonny’s was up, unless she got a ride. But hell, when he breathed in the scent of Crystal’s perfume, his cock jerked, and any thoughts of Misty went clear out of his head.
“Hey, trouble. What’s up?” she asked with a flirty smile.
“My dick, now,” he grinned up at her, his hands running up and down her hips.
She wriggled against his lap. “Hmm. I think you’re right.”
His eyes ran over her. “Don’t you look pretty?”
She smiled. “You like my new dress?”
His hands slid down to where her dress rode up her thighs, his palms gliding along her skin, and the tips of his fingers sliding under the hem. His eyes ran down her legs to her sexy shoes. “Hmm, you look like a little sex kitten. Got me thinkin’ all kinds of thoughts in my he
ad.”
“Maybe you’d care to share them with me later.”
Wolf grinned. “How about now?”
“How about later? You can take me home.”
“Ah, well, I might be busy later, darlin’.” He watched the smile disappear from Crystal’s face.
“You’re still seeing her?” she asked.
“Now, Crystal-”
Green walked up and plopped down in the chair next to Wolf. “Damn, Crystal, don’t you look hot? You gonna give me some of that?”
“Not a chance, Green,” she replied, her gaze still on Wolf.