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Samantha
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The girls decided to get ready at Rockstars and Tawny’s house. The New Year’s Eve party had already started at the clubhouse. Four allies plus some local friends were already partying.
Cia and Kimber had said we didn’t need to be there right away.
“No one wants to be first at a party. We want to go in about an hour,” Cia said.
Kimber got shot glasses and some tequila. She poured all of us shots and handed one to
each of us.
“We’re going to get our party started right, and dress to impress ladies!” she shouted.
We were three shots in when we finally decided to make our way to the clubhouse.
Kimber and Cia wanted to match, they were both in short black mini dresses that sparkled. Their sky–high heels made them way over six feet. They looked d*mn hot. Tally was in a long silver satin dress. It was a solid color. It also sparkled. It had a slit that went all the way up her upper right thigh, showing a lot of leg. She had silver strappy sandaled heels, making her slim leg look even longer. Her hair was piled high on her head. She looked stunning.
Resa and Narissa were both in red. Narissa’s dress hugged her every curve. Her dress had two slits showing both of her long legs. Her stilettos were also red. Jessie was going to go ape sh*t with lust. Resa’s red dress was super short. It barely covered her plump a*s. It had a sweetheart neckline and her br*asts were spilling out. In the middle, it was just red lace that
banded around her. You could see her skin.
“Crush is going to lose his mind,” I said.
“That’s the plan. I want a baby. I’ve been off birth control for a month. I want to drive him
crazy with lust.”
“Samantha, you’re going to drive my brother wild in that dress,” Tally said.
“Do
you think so? I bought it before we met, and I had planned to take myself out to dinner for
New Year’s Eve. I wanted to feel s*xy.”
“Well, you succeeded,” Cia said.
I looked at myself one last time. My gold dress was skin tight. It left nothing to the imagination. It came to the mid–thigh with a small slit on my left leg. The top was a sweetheart neckline and had gold sequin. The rest clung to me like a second skin. It looked
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wet, but that was the effect of the dress. My hair was slicked back, I had bold makeup on and
the look was finished off with gladiator sandaled heels.
“Alright ladies, let’s go freeze our a*ses off as we run to the SUV to make the minute drive to
the clubhouse,” Kimber yelled.
A minute later we pulled up to the clubhouse.
“Do you think Dashawn and Crush are going to be pissed we don’t have our cuts on?”
“Yes, but it’ll give them a reason to stay by our sides and not to wander too far off. But I mean
come on. We couldn’t wear our cuts with these dresses. It would throw off the whole look,”
Resa giggled. I giggled with her. I was more than tipsy already and my inhibitions were lower.
We walked into loud music and a whole lot of voices. I had never seen so many people in the
clubhouse. People were grinding, dancing, playing games, shouting, some were wrestling in a
corner to a bunch of cheers. As we walked closer, the wrestlers were women in bikinis and
their bodies were covered in oil. I saw they were in a large square baby pool. I smiled and
shook my head. A lot of the club brothers and some men that had different cuts on were
hollering and money was exchanging hands.
An arm came around me, “D*mn baby, you’re fine as f*ck. How about you give Guzzler a kiss?
“Um, nope, taken,” I said, holding up my ring hand, showing off my engagement ring and slipping away from him in one smooth motion.
“That’s never stopped me before,” he chuckled. He was cute, but I didn’t want to see him die
tonight, so I just smiled and shook my head.
“I’m Money’s woman, you don’t want him to see you with your hands on me.”
“No, I sure the f*ck don’t,” he mumbled, and left my side quickly. I couldn’t help giggling.
Another pair of arms surrounded me. I didn’t even have to look and I knew. I leaned into them
and a set of lips started skimming my neck.
“You better be careful. I wouldn’t want my fiancé to see us like this.”
He froze, “The f*ck,” he said, whipping me around.
The look on Dashawn’s face was priceless. He was so pissed. I couldn’t help doubling over
and laughing. Narissa had seen the whole thing, and she was cracking up in Jessie’s arms.
“Oh, ha f*cking ha, you little minx. Where’s your cut? I’m going to have to fight a lot tonight,
aren’t I?”
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“I couldn’t wear it with this dress, silly. I look too f*cking hot.”
“F*ck yes you do. That’s the whole reason you should have it on,” he growled out, hauling me
into his arms and slamming his lips onto mine. Whistles and shouts sounded off around us.
“Don’t worry baby, I can fend off unwanted advances,” I said.
“You look so f*cking s*xy baby. This dress is killing me,” he groaned out as he roamed his hands all over me. He squeezed my backside and I whimpered. I haven’t been here thirty minutes and I already want to tear his clothes off.
We danced and talked to a lot of his buddies and allies. He introduced me as his wife and Old
Lady and I felt a thrill every time he did it. I honestly couldn’t wait to marry him.
Tawny and I had been talking about when the best time would be, and we were going to have a Valentine’s wedding. She said to leave all the decorating and food all up to her and all I had to do was get a wedding dress and pick my wedding party. I already knew I wanted Nat as my Maid of Honor. I called and asked her and she screamed yes. I asked Tally, Cia, Kimber, Resa
and Narissa to please be my bridesmaids, and they all agreed. When I told Dashawn the plan, he promptly asked Joker to be his best man and for Ice, Demon, Crush, Ashton and Shooter to be his groomsmen. I was letting my girls pick out their own dress as long as they were in any shade of pink. The groomsmen all I required from them, was to wear white shirts under their cuts and a pair of nice dress pants. I didn’t care if the wedding was going to be inside or outside, so Tawny took it upon herself and said it should be inside in case of snow. I just nodded. So I had basically six weeks until I was going to be married. I was so excited.
As the night went on, and it got closer to midnight, I noticed people were drinking a lot more and more inhibitions were coming down. Women’s clothes started to come off, and they were in their underwear or some were just topless. I was surprised to not feel any jealousy. I
admired their confidence and they were really beautiful.
“Are you uncomfortable? We can leave,” Dashawn whispered.
My heart melted, he was so considerate.
“No, baby. I am having so much fun. I don’t mind this at all. They’re beautiful.”
“They are, but not as beautiful as you.”
I smiled and turned in his arms. We kissed thoroughly. I felt some pressure in my bladder
and I pulled away.
“I have to use the restroom.”
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“Okay, be careful. I don’t want to kill some fool.”
I chuckled and kissed his lips. I went to the bathroom and did my business. I looked in the
mirror. I was flushed, and my eyes were a little glassy. I felt really good. I wasn’t drunk, just
really relaxed. As I came out of the bathroom, someone shoved a drink into my hand. A
woman with a Happy New Year’s mask smiled and clinked her glass with mine. I didn’t know
her, but something was familiar. I just shrugged. I was probably introduced to her at one
point tonight. I said cheers and downed the amber liquid. It was bitter and I coughed. I gave
her back the glass, and she said enjoy, I just waved her off and went looking for my man. I
looked for a while. There were so many people, and I was starting to get hot. I went over to
the bar and asked for a bottle of water. I downed it in one go.
“Hey, are you alright?” Tally asked in my ear. I looked at her. D*mn I must be drunker than I
thought. She was a little blurry.
“I’m really hot. I can’t find Dashawn.”
“I think he went out back with Ice and Joker.”
“Oh, okay, thanks.”
I left and went through the kitchen and tried to make it to the back door. I bumped into the
kitchen island. I could feel sweat trickle down my spine. Heat blasted through me and I felt my cl*t pulse. I moaned.
“Hey, are you okay, pretty girl?”
I looked over, and a concerned face looked back at me, but I couldn’t decipher it. I could tell he had a leather cut on, but the fact that he didn’t call me by name made me think he wasn’t a
Lord.
“Money, I need Money, help.”
