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Chapter 18: TRAVIS
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Anarchist Chapter 19: LAW
I had barely cleared the door when I almost ran into Clay. "What's up, brother? The guys are back with the supplies, and Chaz just brought that asshole back from the hospital.All we're waiting for now are the papers for Travis and his woman because the priest is getting antsy. He knows some shit is going on and he wants gone like now.""He can wait. Have somebody make sure that the shit gets put away in storage the right way. That fucker awake yet?""Don't think so, by the way, our scouts say there's been a lot of movement over at the Davis homestead. We're ready whenever you are.""Let's wait for the sun..." she walked out of the house in her little fancy summer dress."The fuck are you going?" She rolled her eyes at me and walked over to us."Hi, I'm Dana; we didn't have a chance to meet before." She reached her hand out to Clay, and funnily enough, I found myself following that hand with my eyes like I wanted to snatch it away.Clay's bark of laughter brought my eyes to his,
Anarchist Chapter 20: LAW
I wasn't sure what Davis was gonna throw at me, and now with Travis snagging his soon-to-be daughter-in-law out from under his son's nose, who knew what the fuck? I looked down at the infuriating female that was now clinging to my arm with a stupid ass smile on her face."Dana, if I were you, I wouldn't follow Melissa, just do what I tell you, and we'll be good. Now let me go so that I can go do what the hell I have to do."She pouted and flounced off. Damn, not married even one day, and she was starting her shit already.I'm going to wring Melissa's neck first fucking chance I get. She knows I don't do parties; now I'm sure my wife is going to think I'm some kind of ogre. My wife, well fuck!***CLAY*** "Clay, your girl Ginger's here." Chaz grinned at me, and I wondered what the hell she'd been up to now."Thanks, Chaz; where'd she go?""The clubhouse where else?""Cool, everybody in yet? It's getting late.""No, there's still a few left, probably at work." Damn. I chec
Anarchist Chapter 21: CLAY
What I should've said was no thanks and gone on my merry way. But did I mention that Ginger Lee has a rack that only the hands of the creator could've fashioned? Not to mention the most amazing cornflower blue eyes?Instead of giving her the company line about being involved, I decided to play along. "You married?""If I was, would I be sitting here hitting on you? What kind of girl do you take me for?" She got out of the car, which I should've told her not to had I been thinking.I was trying to do the right thing. The thing with Cindy was still new, but we'd been working our way there for a long fucking time. Did I really want to mess that up for a one-night stand?I was fighting the good fight there until she got out of the car, and I saw that ass of hers. Now don't judge me too harshly, but you've got to understand the package that is Ginger Lee.How many 'big girls' do you know with the confidence of ten supermodels and the fucking balls to back that shit up? It's not somethi
Anarchist Chapter 22: CLAY
After two months, I took back the reins, I had to, or they would've done me the fuck in, and Ginger Lee was the worst of the two. That little filly can crack nuts with the best of them.I don't think, though, that we would've made it this far if all we had going for us was in the bedroom.I had genuinely grown to love my little wild child, but I felt bad about what I was doing to Cindy, though she was the one that refused to let go.I got something from both of them and was freaked the fuck out in the beginning when I realized I had feelings for both of them. I'm an old conventional guy. I never knew that such a thing was possible. I had no blueprints to follow, and the town was wizening up to what we had going on.Then Law's family had been murdered, and there was a lot of shit going on at the sheriff's office. It was the murder of a good man and his wife and child that had prompted my boy Brandon and me to really look at our boss.We'd known since joining the office that he
Anarchist Chapter 23: CLAY
I bypassed the guys that were hanging around the clubhouse and went to my room. I eased the door open just to be on the safe side.Huh, so that's the kind of mood she's in, is it. She was wearing the red wig today; that means she's feeling dirty, and my dick is in for a workout.Ginger has more wigs than I don't know what. She has one for every day of the week. I never know just who the fuck I'm going to meet from one day to the next, but as much as I get a kick out of her get-ups, I much prefer her natural black curls."Hey, baby." She turned at the sound of my voice, and I almost swallowed my tongue. She was wearing a bustier under her open robe-all black lace with ribbons and shit, with her tits hanging out the top.Ginger Lee has gravity-defying tits. There's no sag in the shits, and I have spent hours examining them for silicone, but there is none. It's all her, all thirty-six DD of them.I walked deeper into the room and started taking off my shirt. It had been days since we
Anarchist Chapter 24: TRAVIS
I went back to the cottage after having a chat with the priest. She was still lazing about on the bed naked, and that's when I noticed it."Why is your pussy waxed?" I was too upset before to notice much of anything, but now that I'd had her again after a whole year of going without, my mind was clear."I like it like this." She looked down at herself and ran her hand over her bald pussy."Who told you-you could wax your pussy while I was gone?" Yes, I'm that guy. I stay on top of my fucking woman and watch every fuck she does. Why? Because I don't like fucking surprises, and the one she'd dealt me on my return was more than enough to last me a lifetime."I, you, we; what do you mean?""That's my pussy; you don't do shit to it without my say-so.""Don't be ridiculous Travis, what did you expect me to do? Let it grow until you got back? I don't see what the big deal is."It only took one look to bring her back to her fucking senses. "Get up and get dressed.""Where're we going?"
Anarchist Chapter 25: LAW
We split up on the crest near the Davis's ranch, and I headed for the trees with my trusty rifle. Always before, I would be down there in the midst of my guys, but Davis always slipped away. This time I was going to pick him off if he tried to get away.I had men surrounding his place so that there was no escape route open to him. I wasn't too worried about his hired muscle; if they got in the way, I'd burn them too, but my fight wasn't with anyone else but Davis and sheriff Bailey.When I got the signal that they were in place, the first shot rang out, and there was pandemonium down below.Men's voices were raised in surprise, and the sound of feet beating tracks could be heard.The guys knew they didn't have to kill anyone unless it was necessary, but we aimed to do as much damage as possible, so they won't be a next time.I kept my eye trained through the scope looking for that head of salt and pepper hair that was burnt into my corneas.While my boys were cleaning up the riff
Anarchist Chapter 26: BRANDON
It was only a matter of time before the place resembled a Roman orgy anyway, one of the many perks of being part of an MC."So, do you have a name?""Yes, I do, Brandon.""Huh, you have me at a disadvantage; you know my name, but I still don't know yours." It was kind of flattering that she had obviously asked about me."It's Illyana.""Beautiful, kinda different; I like it." We made it to my room, and I offered her a drink, which she refused."Why don't we skip the formalities? We both know why I'm here." She ran her nails down the side of my shaved head while pushing her chest into mine."Hmm." She's cute. I picked her tiny ass up and wrapped her legs around my middle while finding her mouth with mine.She tasted like she looked, like cotton candy. Fuck I love 'em, sweet. She ground her jeans-covered crotch into mine as I pulled on her tongue."Let's get these off shall we?" she jumped down and pulled at my clothes. I got the hint and tore at hers.We landed on the bed with
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