Striker (Black Rebel Riders' MC Book 4) Read Online Free Page B

I swipe Rumor’s phone from her. She is always up Rebel’s ass. “I am sure he is just drinking and fucking around with the guys, now have a shot and chill out.”
    We are having Rumor a girl’s night; well technically, it is her bachelorette party. I wanted to go out and hire a male stripper, but my sister’s idea of a good time is curling up with a book, so go figure.
    We are hanging out at Foxie’s. She is hosting. Sunshine is keeping all of the kids’ tonight, including LL and Romeo’s brat pack. She is a hermit. I swear she don’t leave the house unless it is something for the club. But she loves my dad and is loyal to our family. She has been a real good addition to our lives.
    Rumor and Rebel aren’t getting married for another six weeks but this was the only night we could get everyone together. I eat a few crackers to get something on my stomach before I start drinking. If I don’t I will get sicker than hell. I don’t want to spend all day tomorrow with a hangover.
    Liberty flops down in the chair next to mine in the kitchen. “Well this is fun,” she says in a sarcastic voice.  Liberty is Tread’s soon to be top bitch; she has that man pussy whooped. Never thought I’d see the day. I’m glad she is here, she can save me from having to talk to LL. Don’t get me wrong LL is a nice enough old lady, but every time I look at her, I know I betrayed her trust. She welcomed me into her home, and I fucked her husband. Classy right? I try to forget about my mistakes and move forward but they are always there lingering beneath the surface.
    “Don’t worry I arranged for us some entertainment.” Foxie winks at Liberty and me. Thank God, I don’t know how much longer of this boring ass shit I can take. Free booze and weed isn’t enough to save this disaster.
    “So Baby, who you seeing these days?” Liberty chirps in my ear. The drunker she gets, the louder and nosier she becomes.
    We are well into the night. I was finally able to get Rumor to loosen up some. Took a few shots but she is still acting stiff. I know she would rather be home curled up on the couch with Rebel. Them two stay stuck up one another’s ass. I tried telling her it isn’t healthy to be so co-dependent like that but she says I will understand when I meet the right man. I met the right man and he got himself killed. Jerk .
    We are sitting around like a bunch of old whores sharing sex stories. It started out as the never have I game, but now we are just giggling and sharing our first times.  Disturbingly Foxie tells us that my father was her first. I knew they fucked but to hear her talk about the details makes my ears bleed. But I suppose she has her payback when Rumor talks about her first time with Rebel.
    I am high as hell and drunker than a skunk. Don’t ask it’s a Kentucky thing we say around these parts. My loose lips aren’t thinking as it gets to be my turn. “He was an older man,” I snort not thinking of LL being in the room. Real smart of me.
    “Do tell,” my sister waves her hand in front of my face, about falling on the table she is so wasted.
    “Oh, I have to hear this!” Liberty shouts piercing my ear.
    “Okay,” I start… “He was real sweet with me, but he did this thing, where he would move his hips in this swirling motion, while we were doing it and I think his cock was slightly crooked and it would rub me just right and oh my the sensation was fantastic. You could tell he had been with a lot of women too, he just knew exactly what to do.” 
    Not knowing to shut up I continue, not noticing the strange look LL is giving me. “He had this tattoo right above his penis.” I snort with laughter. I am saved from confirming LL’s worst fears when the doorbell rings.
    “Finally the entertainment is here.” Foxie nudges me and whispers. “It’s not wise to talk about a man you’ve fucked in front of his old lady.”
    I look over and see that LL is pouring herself a hefty glass of bourbon. I feel