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I catch my snort. Of course Lisa’s preppy. She’s from upper-crust Pinedale, for fuck’s sake. Her being preppy is one of the things they don’t understand Palmer seeing in Lisa. Honestly, I don’t get it either. But he gets off on her… preppiness.
“She looks like she wouldn’t know what to do with a cock if she held it in her hand,” Nance adds nastily. “He’ll get sick of her and run her off soon enough.”
They are not wrong about Lisa being innocent. But I happen to know that Palmerdefinitelygets off on that. I’m not about to spill it to the groupies, but Lisa does exactly what Palmer tells her to in bed. No wonder the prick is smitten. He’s living the goddamn dream.
“Why did Wren even give her a job? How the hell can some deaf bitch answer phones and work the switchboard?” Shanna again.
“If they needed someone to sit around and suck cock in the clubhouse, I would have been available,” Nance pouts. I roll my eyes, grinning down at her, crossing my arms over my chest.
“Lisa only sucks Palmer’s dick,” I remind her. Nance throws her hair over her shoulder, rolling her eyes at me.
“See. I’d be way better at her job. I don’t discriminate about whose cock I’m sucking.”
She’s not wrong there. Nance’s only discrimination among cocks is that she doesn’t go near hang arounds or new members. Apparently, you got to earn your way into her pussy by climbing the club ranks.
“That reminds me, ladies,” I smirk down at them, drawing their attention from Lisa and Palmer. “Aaron got his ass handed to him yesterday. I think he needs a wet mouth to take his mind off things.”
Nance rolls her eyes, but Shanna takes the hint, winking at me as she struts across the room, shaking her barely-clad tits as she goes. Aaron is lounging on one of the couches, talking to Viper, and he doesnotcomplain when Shanna drops into his lap, sucking his earlobe into his mouth.
One down. One to go. I turn to Nance, who is smirking at me with amusement in her eyes.
“Who do I have to go and entertain?” she mocks me. I shrug, my eyebrows raising.
“Whoever the hell you want, but you’re not getting a ride here tonight.”
“Whatever. Your schedule is becoming boring. You can fuck me more than twice a financial quarter. I’m not about to beg you to make me your old lady. Idon’thave any aspirations there. I’m not J -.” She catches herself, red tingeing her cheeks as she coughs.
“I’m just saying,” Nance re-groups, “I can suck your cock right now and walk away.”
“You ever fucked Viper?” I ask, abruptly changing the subject. Nance’s eyebrows shoot up as her head swivels, seeking Viper out in the crowd. He’s laughing and chatting with Bullseye and Justice, for once, not surrounded by groupies.
“No,” Nance snickers. “You know I only fuck officers.”
“You and Joey both. But I’ve gone off groupies, as you know, so your pussy must be getting lonely.”
Nance glares at me, shrugging stiffly. “You could just cave.”
“A little birdy told me that Viper is on the up and up. Maybe you should get in there before Joey hears the same thing.”
Nance’s eyes dart from Viper to Joey, where she is doing shots with Vicky and Trish. Moving around the bar, Nance’s gaze lingers on Archer, chatting with Holton and Aric Shaw.
“On the up and up, huh?” she asks, sounding intrigued. I grin down at her.
“You didn’t hear it from me.”
Nance nods, flipping her hair over her shoulders and plumping up her tits before she saunters across the room in Viper’s direction. When she starts rubbing up against him, Viper starts in surprise, his eyes searching the room.
They land on me, and I smirk, raising my glass at him. A grin breaks across his face, and he salutes me back, dropping his arm around Nance’s shoulders.
Blessedly alone at last, I down my drink and stride in Palmer’s direction. I want to see if I can talk dirty enough to make Lisa blush. She has a remarkably low threshold.
I’ve got blue balls. I need something to distract me before I cave and fuck a groupie, which I have no intention of doing.
SHELLEY
Sophie giggles, wiggling her tits in the direction of some guy I’ve never seen before. Grinning, I shake my head and roll my eyes at her.
“Hugh wouldn’t like that,” I yell over the thudding bass. Sophie pouts, rolling her eyes back at me.
