I kill the engine and help her off, then grab her hand, lacing our fingers together as we walk through the front door. The place is loud, crowded with brothers, hangarounds, and loud music. A few of the guys whistle when they see us, Wyatt and Weston are already posted up at our usual table with Tessa and Hadley, shooting me knowing grins. I just flip them off and pull Lucy closer, guiding her through the crowd to the table with my hand firmly in hers.
We settle in, drinking and bullshitting with the crew. Beers flow, laughter gets louder, and the night feels easy. But I keep catching Lucy glancing over at the dance floor, her eyeslingering on the couples grinding to the heavy beat. She’s got that shy little flush on her cheeks, like she wants something but won’t say it.
I lean in close, lips brushing her ear. “You keep staring at that dance floor, baby. You wanna dance?”
She bites her lip and nods, eyes lighting up.
That’s all I need. I stand up, pull her to her feet, and lead her out onto the crowded floor. The second we’re in the middle of it, I spin her around and yank her back against my chest. My hands settle on her hips, gripping tight as I pull her ass flush against me. The music’s slow and dirty, bass vibrating through us, and I start grinding against her, slow, rolling movements that press my growing hard-on right between those perfect cheeks.
“Fuck, you feel good,” I growl low in her ear, one hand sliding up her side, fingers teasing under the hem of her top to brush bare skin. I roll my hips again, grinding harder, letting her feel every inch of how bad I want her. “Look at you, dressed like this for me… showing off this sexy body. Every brother in here is staring, but you’re mine.”
She melts back into me, moving with the rhythm, her ass circling against my cock in the most sinful way. I keep one arm banded around her waist, the other sliding down her thigh, then back up under her skirt just high enough to tease the soft skin there. We grind slow and dirty, bodies locked tight, my mouth on her neck, sucking and biting gently as the song shifts into something even heavier.
“You keep moving like that and I’m dragging you to the back room,” I rasp, voice rough with need, grinding my hard cockagainst her ass in firm, deliberate circles. “This sweet little body grinding on me… driving me fucking crazy, Lucy.”
Her breathing gets heavier, little moans slipping out that only I can hear over the music. She presses back harder, rolling her hips in time with mine, her ass rubbing perfectly along my throbbing length. When I murmur about taking her right here, I feel the way her body shivers and her hips jerk against me. She likes the idea, the thrill of maybe getting caught, of being fucked where anyone could see.
I notice it immediately, that spark of excitement in the way she grinds back on me, but there’s no fucking way I’m letting anyone actually see her like that. She’s mine. No one gets to watch her come undone.
So I find the compromise.
I spin her to face me, crush my mouth to hers in a filthy kiss, then grab her hand and pull her off the main dance floor toward the darker edge of the room. There’s a shadowed alcove near the back hallway, dim lighting, partially blocked by a thick wooden pillar and some stacked crates. Not fully private, but hidden enough that no one will get a real show unless they’re really looking.
I back her up against the wall in the shadows, my big body shielding her completely from the crowd. One hand braces beside her head, the other slides straight under her skirt, cupping her soaked pussy through her panties.
“Greedy girl,” I growl against her ear, rubbing her through the fabric as I press my hard cock against her thigh. “You liked the idea of me fucking you right out there where everyone could see,didn’t you? Getting that sweet virgin pussy pounded in front of the whole club.”
She whimpers, nodding, hips rocking against my hand.
I smirk, nipping her neck. “Too bad, baby. No one gets to see you like that but me.” I push her panties aside and glide two thick fingers through her wet folds, sinking them deep inside her tight pussy. “Anyone walks by the edge of this shadow and they might hear you moaning for my cock… but they won’t see a fucking thing.”
I pump my fingers fast and deep, curling them while my thumb grinds on her clit, my body pinning her to the wall as I grind my cock against her hip. The music still thumps loud, covering most of her moans, but I keep my mouth on hers, swallowing the rest.
“Ride my fingers, Lucy. Come for me right here like my good girl.”
We slip back out of the shadows and head to the table, my hand firm on her lower back. Lucy’s face is bright red, that post-orgasm glow mixed with embarrassment as we sit down. Tessa catches one look at her and raises an eyebrow, giving Lucy a very knowing, amused smirk across the table.
I shake my head at Tessa once, a clear “don’t” warning. She just grins wider, biting her lip like she’s dying to say something, but she stays quiet, sipping her drink with that mischievous sparkle in her eyes.
Wyatt and Weston don’t seem to notice, too busy arguing about something stupid, but Hadley glances between us curiously. I pull Lucy closer on the booth seat, draping my arm around her shoulders and pressing a kiss to her temple.
“You okay, baby?” I ask softly against her ear, my thumb stroking her arm. “Still blushing like crazy… but you looked so fucking hot coming on my cock back there.”
She buries her face in my shoulder for a second and I chuckle low, holding her tighter while the night keeps going around us.
SEVENTEEN
LUCY
I can’t believeI’m actually doing this. My heart is beating a little too fast as I walk up to meet the girls outside Perdition. I’ve never had a girls’ day before. I’ve also never been part of a group like this, full of women who are loud, close, and a little wild. Part of me keeps waiting for them to realize I don’t really belong here, that I’m just the quiet nursing student who somehow ended up with Tiny.
But Tessa spots me and lets out a loud cheer. “There she is! Look at our girl, finally joining the chaos.”
Hadley pulls me into a warm hug right away. “You look so cute. Ready for your very first girls’ day with the Old Lady Mafia?”
I blink. “Old Lady Mafia? What’s that?”
The girls laugh, but it’s kind. Tessa explains, “When you’re claimed by one of the guys in the club you become his Old Lady. It means you’re family. Protected. Respected. One of us.”
