Calder set the orange juice down in front of Star then placed the coffee down beside his plate before sitting, scooting his chair forward.

He was eating his toast when Crazy Bitch showed up at the table, glaring at him.

“You’re an hour late,” Sex Piston blasted her as soon as Crazy Bitch sat down.

His grin widened when she gave him a harassed look.

“I was sabotaged.”

He pretended innocence when Sex Piston caught his grin. “Don’t blame me. That extra slice of pizza kept you up all night.”

When Crazy Bitch’s eyes went to the kids sitting innocently at the table then turned back to his, he didn’t miss the promise of retaliation in them.

“Try the blueberry pancakes,” he suggested as the waitress approached the table.

“I’ll just take coffee.”

The waitress left after giving him and Stud covert looks under her false eyelashes.

“You don’t want the breakfast buffet?” Calder poured a generous amount of blueberry syrup on his pancakes.

“I’m still full from last night’s. How many plates did you eat?”

“A couple,” he admitted. “I’m a growing boy.”

“Yes, you are.” Crazy Bitch leaned over, placing her hand on his thigh under the table while giving him a possessive kiss.

His hand went to the back of her neck, prolonging the kiss before she could move away. He let her go when the waitress left again after placing the coffee cup down.

“Better?” he whispered when he let her go. His bitch hadn’t missed the waitress trying to lure him away from the table.

“Yes,” she said, straightening away from him but leaving her hand on his thigh.

The intimate touch made him feel as if he was ten feet tall, and he was still seated at the table. The effect she had on him was better than any high he had ever experienced.

“What’s the plan for the day?” Clearly satisfied that her possessive touch had been noticed, Crazy Bitch turned back to Sex Piston.

“Sit still, Harley. We’ll go to the pool when we’re finished eating.” The fidgeting boy resumed his seat at his father’s order. “We promised the kids the whole day and night. Any luck with the clue last night?”

Calder linked his hand with Crazy Bitch’s. “I googled several castles in Kentucky. I knew about the one in Versailles. I’ve passed it when I’ve gone to see Gavin and wanted to take the scenic route. There are two in Louisville, one in northern Kentucky, and one in Guthrie.”

Stud nodded. “We should split up tomorrow. Sex Piston and I can take the one in Guthrie, T.A. and Bear can take the one in northern Kentucky since it’s the farthest away, Jane and Cade can take the two in Louisville, and you and Anna-Kate can take the one in Versailles. What do you think?”

Calder knew Crazy Bitch wasn’t happy with the suggestion. She wanted first dibs on the clues, even though she hadn’t minded sharing up until now because the clues had been just leading them to other clues. As they were hopefully drawing closer to the end of the game, she wanted to be able to find the next clue first in case it was the final one that would lead them to winning the motorcycles.

He looked toward Crazy Bitch, giving her the option to refuse. He was willing to play it any way she wanted.

“We can hang out with them today. I’ll call and see if the Versailles castle is open tomorrow.”

“We can stay the night if they have any openings. I promised Gavin I would see him on Monday. If it’s okay with you, we can go see him together. He wants to meet you.”

“I’d like to meet him, too. Mondays are usually slow. I can reschedule the two I have, unless you need me?” she asked Sex Piston.

“No. Go for it. Stud and I are going to take the kids to the pool for a while. You want to come, or you just want to meet up when we’re ready to go to the rodeo?” Sex Piston asked as she gathered her purse and Stud took care of the check.

“You have Meri and Keri to help you at the pool. Calder and I will catch up on our sleep until it’s time to leave.”

Sex Piston waited until Stud left with the kids before giving him and Crazy Bitch an envious look. “Next time I go on a road trip, I’m leaving the kids at home so we can fuck our brains out. Enjoy it while you can.” With that, she took off to catch up with her family.

Calder became amused when Crazy Bitch turned red with embarrassment at Sex Piston’s mention of the two of them having a family in the future. He thought she would have laughed it off. Instead, she turned serious as they walked back to their room.

“You ever think of having kids?”

Calder tossed the key card onto the dresser below the television then emptied out his pockets to give himself time to think. He wanted to tell her about his suspicions that Star was his child, but he was worried she would say something to Sex Piston. They were as close as sisters—all the women in the crew were. Until he was ready to broach the subject to Stud, he thought it would be best not to say anything.

“I think about it all the time,” he answered honestly. “Every time I see how Stud is. I used to think I wanted at least three or four. As I get older, the number goes down to one or two.” He watched as she sat down on the end of the bed.

“I want two. A boy and a girl. I want a dog, too.”

Calder leaned back on the dresser, folding his arms across his chest. “What kind of dog?”

“I thought I would let the man pick the breed since I’m going to make him get one.” She reached down to take her boots off, avoiding his eyes.

“I like dogs, too, and I wouldn’t mind having one of each, either.” He dropped his arms, pushing her back on the bed and placing a hand on each side of her.

“You want one of each breed?”

“No. One dog, one boy, and one girl.” With his thumb at the corner of her mouth, he parted her lips. “I want to fuck you again. All this talk of babies is making me horny.”

“Whoa… not so fast, hot thang.” She waved her hand in front of his face. “I’m going to have a ring on my hand before I get a baby in my belly.”

He raised himself up, unbuttoning her jeans and pulling them down her legs. Her tiny panties were so small they barely covered her waxed mound. He decided to leave them on as he took off her top, exposing the bra that just covered her nipples.

“Woman, a man could come just looking at you in your underwear.” He stuck one of his fingers in his mouth then took it out before he slid the brief thong to the side to play with her clit.

He watched as she twisted on his finger, grinding her pussy down onto his hand. It was fucking beautiful watching her give herself to him without embarrassment. She was a desirable woman who enjoyed sex.

Crazy Bitch didn’t fake an embarrassment she didn’t feel, nor did she pretend to be something she wasn’t. She had the healthiest attitude toward sex that he had ever seen in a woman.

He looked down at her tits spilling from her bra, muttering underneath his breath.

“What did you say?” She lifted liquid pools of desire to his.

“I said, thank you, God.” He removed his finger to take his clothes off, not forgetting to grab a condom this time.

“You’re not going to need that.” She seductively got off the bed to take it out of his hand.

“I’ve died and gone to Heaven.”

She laughed, shaking her head as she pushed him back on the bed.

His cock was already hard after finger-fucking her. At her show of dominance, he splayed his arms on the bed.

“I’m yours, baby. Do what you will with me.” He enthusiastically waited for her to sink down on his dick.

The smoldering gaze she gave him as she went to her luggage sent his arousal pointing toward the ceiling.

Thinking she was grabbing a lubricant, or one of those gels that were advertised on the television, he felt a drop of pre-cum slide down the head of his ready cock.

The package she pulled out of her suitcase had him lifting onto his elbows to stare.

“What’s that? If that’s an anal plug, we’re going to have a real problem.”

She rolled her eyes at him as she finally succeeded in opening the package. “Hot thang, let’s both agree that both of our backdoors are off-limits for butt plugs.”

He instantly agreed, becoming even more worried about the strange object she was fiddling with at the bottom of the bed when she took out her phone.

He grabbed a pillow, covering his dick. “I’m not into pictures, either.”

“Sexually, you’re a wimp; you know that?”

“I can live knowing that.” He pressed the pillow farther down onto his lap as she determinedly moved closer.

Her hand on her hip, she said, “It’s not going to hurt.” She lifted up what she was holding for him to get a better look.

“What is it?”

“Haven’t you seen a vibrator before? This is male version of one. Penni developed it after she and Jackal were using a feminine one that can be electronically controlled. She said they had so much fun that she drew up the design for a male version.”

Calder kept one hand protectively over his crotch as he took the device from Crazy Bitch’s hand to examine it. It looked like a thong with a pouch attached to the front. He rubbed the strange material between his fingers; it felt like spongy rubber.

“Try it on.” As she tried to take his pillow away, he tried to give the contraption back. “Come on… pretty please?” She sat down next to him on the bed, rubbing her breasts coaxingly against his arm.

“Did Jackal like it?” he asked suspiciously.

“She said he hasn’t tried it yet. It’s in the testing phase. She had one of The Last Riders make it from her drawings.”

“My dick is not going to be a guinea pig for that contraption.”

“I’m sure The Last Rider who made it tested it out.”

“Which one made it?”

“She wouldn’t tell me, but I know it wasn’t Shade. Penni said she was too afraid he would set the setting to stun if he knew she wanted it for Jackal.”

“Penni’s the same one who tried to kill Killyama twice?”

“She didn’t mean to. They were accidents.” She explained before going back to their original topic. “Knox made the app to control it by phone. It wouldn’t do anything that hurt anyone; he’s a sheriff.”

“No.” He shook his head for extra effectiveness.

“Come on. If you don’t like it, you can take it off.”

He kept telling her no, but she wouldn’t stop trying to whittle him down.

“Look… I’ll set it on the beginner’s mode.”

Calder flushed at being called a beginner. “What if I…? You know… What if…?”

Crazy Bitch stared at him without comprehension when he couldn’t come out and say what he was worried about happening.

Calder cleared his throat. “What if I… get…? What if I… come?”

When she laughed, she pressed her breasts tighter against him. “It’s leak-proof and washable. Please?”

“Jesus… Just once, and you damn sure better not tell anyone. And the next gadget you bring into the bedroom better be meant for you.”

“Yeah, yeah. You’re such a whiney baby.”

Reluctantly, he let her remove the pillow, seeing the disappointment on her face.

“What’s wrong?” He looked down at his lap to see he had lost his erection.

Her face brightened as she handed him the toy. “Maybe it’ll make you hard again.”

“Don’t count on it.” Feeling ridiculous, he put it on while inwardly blasting himself for giving in. There wasn’t a woman on earth he would wear it for, other than her.

“Lie back and relax.” She prodded him farther up on the bed. “Ready?”

She picked up her cell phone. He didn’t like the way she was grinning at him.

“Wait! What setting is it on?” Becoming panicked, he moved his hand to cover his dick.

“Calm down. It’s on Beginner. This is supposed to be fun. You look like I’m about to chop your dick off.”

“Wait! You sure you’re still not mad over me standing you up?”

“I told you I was.”

“Wha—”

He broke off at the feel of the vibrations going through his cock. It felt like a gentle mouth sucking him. It wasn’t half-bad. In fact, it was better than some of the halfhearted blowjobs he had received.

“You like it?” Crazy Bitch jumped on the bed beside him. “Never mind. I can see you do!” She chuckled.

He lifted his arms to support his neck, surprised to see his cock start to fill out the rubber glove.

Crazy Bitch lay down next to him, running her hand back and forth over his chest, aiding the stimulation he was experiencing.

“It’s not bad.”

She raised her head off his chest to lick his nipple. “You ready to go up a level?”

“Sure.”

“It has four levels: beginner, intermediate, advanced, and expert. Which one you want to try?”

“Since it’s experimental, we should try them all. Don’t you think?”

“Absolutely. Here comes intermediate.” She swiped her finger across the screen of her cell phone.

He stiffened when the glove tightened around his cock. His erection stiffened further as the vibrations became more intense until he could feel it on his balls. It felt like a more dedicated cocksucker.

Crazy Bitch climbed on top of him, rubbing her tits against his chest as she placed her hands on his shoulders to steady herself while she kissed him.

She slid her tongue between his lips, heightening his arousal. He would rather be fucking her pussy, but it wasn’t bad.

“You doing okay?” she mumbled against his lips.

“Yes.” He held her closer. “Go to level three.”

She grabbed her phone, switching settings, and immediately he started sweating.

This setting had the glove tightening even more. It wasn’t painful, but it was tight. This one felt like a cocksucker who didn’t like sucking cock. He fucking loved it.

He brought his hand to her neck, increasing the pressure of her mouth on his.

He tried to gather his control, determined not to come in the toy. He tried to think of the alphabet backward so he wouldn’t.

“You ready for the last level?” Crazy Bitch raised the phone as if she was about to swipe the screen again.

“No. That’s enough for now. Let’s save the last level for another time,” he choked out, seconds away from coming. “Move so I can take it off.”

She moved to the side to give him enough room to take the toy off, dropping the phone onto the bed.

“Come on, hot thang.” Parting her legs, she stared up at him expectantly.

He moved to tug the toy off when he saw her accidently hit the phone with her hand.

Groaning, his knees buckled as he fell backward on the bed. His mind went blank, unaware he was yelling her name. It took several minutes for him to realize that Crazy Bitch was saying something he couldn’t hear.

A sharp smack on his cheek had his senses returning.

“What’d you hit me for?” Rubbing his cheek, he stared at her accusingly.

“It was either that or call nine-one-one. Are you okay?”

“I’m better than okay. Tell Penni if she needs investors, I’ll have a couple thousand saved.”

“So, you like it?”

“She’ll become a millionaire with that toy. Do you know how many men have to beg their honey to suck their dick? This is better than any blowjob I’ve ever had, and I didn’t have to ask for it.”

Her enthusiasm for the toy started waning when he asked to look at the app.

“You can even synchronize it to a particular song. Next time, I’m downloading the song I want—”

“Go get cleaned up,” she interrupted his future plans with the toy. “You can show me how much you like my present when you come back.”

“Oh… okay. I’ll be right back.”

As he climbed off the bed, his legs felt like jelly. Bracing his legs, assuming it was a side effect of his orgasm, he took a small step forward. He was able to hold his weight, but his cock felt as if it was on fire.

Rushing into the bathroom, he removed the toy then got into the shower, turning the water to as cold as he could get it. Leaning his forehead against the wall, he shuddered as the cold water doused the flames on his cock. It took ten minutes before he felt capable of getting out of the shower and drying off.

Wrapping a towel around his hips, he slowly hobbled out of the bathroom to see Crazy Bitch sitting on the bed, naked and provocatively posed.

Warily, he stopped when she gave him a smoldering gaze, patting the mattress next to her.

“What took you so long, hot thang? I was about to go in there after you.”

“Who else bought that toy from Penni?”

She frowned, sitting up. “Technically, I didn’t buy it. She gave free samples to me, Sex Piston, T.A, Killyama, and Fat Louise.”

“So, you gave me a present you didn’t have to pay for.” He clenched his hands into fists around the towel, flinching when the movement sent another surge of fire through his dick.

Without a word, he limped back into the bathroom, turning the water back on before getting inside.

He felt the rush of cold air as the shower door opened.

“Shhhhittt!”

Turning, he saw Crazy Bitch staring at his abused cock.

“Get some shorts on. I’m taking you to the hospital.” She started to turn the water off, but Calder caught her hand, leaving it running.

“I am not going to the hospital,” he grated out through chattering teeth. “I’d rather die.”

“What if it rots and falls off?” She started pacing around the bathroom, nearing hysterics. “I don’t know if I can marry a man without a dick.”

“I don’t know if I can marry a woman who wants to make me a eunuch!” he yelled.

“What’s a eunuch?”

“Google it!” he shouted then started counting to ten.

His fucking cock felt as if it had been torched. If she didn’t leave him alone, he wasn’t going to be responsible for his actions.

“Quit being such a drama quee—”

Screeching, she ran out of the bathroom when he made a threatening move toward her, slamming the door behind her.

He remained standing in the shower until he felt the pain was at a manageable level. He held on to the shower door as he got out, moving slowly, afraid the excruciating pain would return.

“Can I come in?” He barely heard Crazy Bitch’s request from the other side of the door.

“No.”

“I have something I think will make it better. Please?”

He reluctantly opened the door.

“I called Killyama, and she gave me Dr. Price’s number.”

“You told Killyama?” He scowled at her as he tried to move past her.

“I didn’t tell her what for. Cool down before you hurt yourself.” Taking his arm, she helped him to the bed, raising his feet to the bed when he couldn’t.

“Dr. Price says it’s a friction burn. He suggested leaving it exposed to the air, but that if you want, I could put some Vaseline on it.”

“I didn’t pack any in my suitcase.” His jaw locked when she sat down on the bed, jiggling his cock.

“I found some in the package with the toy. I’m sorry… I should have read the directions.”

Calder angrily turned his face away from her. Even her rubbing his leg soothingly didn’t lessen his anger.

“I don’t need the Vaseline. I just want to take a nap and forget it happened.”

“That might be a little hard to do… at least for a little while. Dr. Price said not to have any sex for a week.”

His face jerked back toward her. “That’s not going to be a problem!”

“Aw, come on, Calder. I said I was sorry. You enjoyed it. I know you did.”

“I might have, but the experience wasn’t worth the pain I’m going through now.”

“Next time, we’ll stop at the third setting.”

“There isn’t going to be a next time,” he snarled. “I threw it away.”

“Are you crazy? I told you it was my fault. The Last Riders wouldn’t make anything that would hurt anyone.”

“How do you know? They could be trying to take us out one dick at a time.”

“Now you’re being crazy. I don’t even know which one helped Penni make it. But don’t worry; I’m going to call that bitch. She could have stressed the importance of using the lube.”

“When you talk to her, ask which Last Rider helped her develop it. I have a little feedback I want to give him,” he snarled, leaning his head back and closing his eyes.

“I will. I promise. Just relax and go to sleep. I’m going out for a few minutes. Here’s your phone if you need me before I get back.”

He didn’t respond, trying to escape the pain by nodding off to sleep.

He heard Crazy Bitch leave the room, thankfully already drifting off.

He was so tired he didn’t hear her come back, waking to the steady hum of cool air bathing his body.

Opening his eyes, he saw one large fan blowing on his cock and another small one was on the dresser, aimed at that part of his anatomy.

When he started to rise, he felt a cold cloth slipping off his dick. Before he could pick it up, Crazy Bitch was there, dousing it into a bucket of ice water, then twisting off the excess water before placing it gently back on his lap.

He was able to raise himself without feeling as if his skull was going to explode.

“You did all this while I was sleeping?”

She nodded. “Do you feel better?”

“Yes, thank you.”

“I’m sorry, Calder. I promise I’ll make it up to you. I’ve only given you one blowjob, and I admit, I might have half-assed it, but a girl’s jaw gets tired—”

“It’s okay,” he cut her off, not needing the particulars of why he’d had to coax her into the blowjob she had given him the first night they were in the hotel. Her healthy attitude toward sex was too much to take when he was nursing a dick he wasn’t sure would ever work again. “Where did you get the fans?”

“I had Stud drive me to the store.” When she saw his dark frown, she added, “I told him the air conditioner was out in our room.”

“Did he believe it?”

“I don’t think so, but he didn’t ask any questions. Are you still mad at me?”

His anger slipped away at her show of remorse. “It’s a lot better. Don’t worry; if we ever decide to get married, I’ll be able to perform up to your standards.” He hoped.

“What standards?” she teased, lying down next to him and snuggling against his side. “The only standards I have is that they’re breathing.”

“That wasn’t what you told me in the bathroom.”

“Okay, that may be true. Sex is important to a marriage, you know?”

“It’s important, but you do know that men do have trouble getting it up when they get older. You going to divorce me if I can’t?”

“You’re not going to get old. Besides, they make pills for that, so we’re good.”

He gazed down at her. Joking around about them getting married gave him a fuzzy warmth in his stomach that he had never felt with another woman. He had also never been so comfortable with another woman whom he had actually spent a great deal of time alone with. She came across with an attitude that was in your face, tough enough to grind men under her boot, and was a smart-ass who could rip a man’s pride to shreds with one sharp word.

He had also seen her teach a group of little girls to dance gracefully, let Star and Harley call her Aunt Anna-Kate, and wasn’t embarrassed to hold a cold compress on his dick.

Taking everything into account, including his sore dick, he came to the firm conclusion she was his kind of woman.