Page 33 of Freed

“Ohhh, right,” I say, giving him a grin. “I’ll grab a towel and some wet wipes.” As I grab them from the drawer, I wonder if I should grab lube, since there will be two of us, but then decide against it. Cherry is always drenched when she’s aroused. She’ll be a better lubricant than any store-bought kind.

My dick jerks in my pants at the thought of lubricating myself on her, making me groan as I enter the garage and start filling the side bags of our bikes with some of the supplies.

“I’ve put trackers on them,” Gage says, making me jump in surprise.

“Sheesh. How long have you been standing there?” I ask him with a bit of worry. Was I that distracted that I didn’t hear him enter?

“I just stepped in.”

I nod as I think about what he said. “Trackers?”

“On your bikes,” he confirms. “So we can see where you guys are. Do you know where you’re going yet, so we can watch your route?”

“Hunter is figuring that out now.”

“Okay, I’ll ask him.”

I glance at him as I grin. “You’re not going to let us go on our own, are you?”

“I am,” he says with a straight face before a smirk pulls at the corner of his mouth. “But Bain and Maddox won’t. They’ll keep their distance, though. You won't even know they’re there.”

I nod, actually liking the idea of them watching our backs. It will let us be more present with Cherry.

Once everything is packed and Hunter has our route planned, we wander back to her room, finding her closed in the bathroom as Maddox and Bain lounge on the bed, both staring at the door, but their attention shifts to us as we enter.

“Go get ready,” I tell them. “We’re leaving as soon as she’s ready.”

Maddox raises an eyebrow as he stands. “You’re okay with us following you?”

“I prefer it.” His shoulders drop, as if he’s relieved to hear that.

“Good. I don’t want to intrude on your time with her, but I don’t think I can stay away. Especially not with Blaze out there.”

“I totally get it,” I say, clapping him on his shoulder as I step into Cherry’s closet, deciding what I want her to wear.

“We’ll get ready now,” Maddox says as he and Bain head into the hall. “Leave when you’re ready. We won’t be far behind you. Just far enough that she doesn’t know we’re there.”

Hunter steps up behind me as he looks around at all the clothes now filling the once empty space. “What should we dress her in? I love her in the dresses,” he says, pointing to the soft green one I adore.

I finger the material as I consider it. “I do love the dresses too. Easy access, plus they show off her amazing body. But we’re going on the bikes and I want her legs protected.”

“Yeah, jeans will be best for safety,” Hunter says, stepping around me to find a few pairs of folded ones, looking through them until he finds a pair of light wash skinny jeans and holds them up.

“Perfect,” I say with a nod, imagining how good she will look in them. “We have the jacket for her, so we just need a shirt.”

We both start moving through her T-shirts, only stopping when I find one I had bought for her and forgotten about.

I pull it out, grinning as I show it to Hunter.

He bursts out laughing. “Where did you even find that?”

“You can get anything online,” I say with a shrug as I flip it around and read what’s written across the front: “Twice the Power. Twice the Fun,” along with two line drawings of motorcycles, mirroring each other underneath.

As we step out of the closet, her bathroom door opens, and when she sees us, she freezes. As do we.

She’s standing there in only her undergarments, a matching lace bra and thong set that looks like the same shade of pink as my hair. I grin, knowing she’s wearing something I bought for her.

“You look amazing,” I say, stepping closer, unable to resist the draw of her. My hands settle on her hips as my eyes roam over her. “Did you pick these out because you like the color?” I ask hopefully.