What She Wants by BA Tortuga

headed down to where she knew they'd be waiting for her. She gave her name to the security guy and they waved her through into the crowded maze of cowboy hats and jeans that was the riders' room.
    She got a couple of waves there, too. She had known a lot of the wives, but a lot of the ladies she'd known had husbands who weren't on the tour anymore.
    It was always a little weird, being the wife of the Aussie, being the working wife. Being the wife with no kids. She didn't get much time to dwell on it, though. The riders started trickling in, some of ones she knew stopping by to congratulate her. She did a lot of nodding and smiling, did a little grinning as some of the wives commented on how she'd toned up, changed her hair. She wasn't sure if it was admiration or jealousy, but she'd take it.
    "Hey, lady." Packer didn't call her luv in front of the crowd, but that was okay. His expression said it all.
    "Pack." She went to him, hugged him. "Congratulations."
    "Thanks." He hugged her back and rubbed on her a little where no one could see. "You want to go to dinner with us and skip the bar?"
    "Yes." That was easy.
    "Good. I need to go change, but I didn't want you to run off." He winked, kissing her cheek before turning back toward the concourse.
    She freshened her lipstick and leaned, just waiting on them. At least she did until she heard, "Well, Calleigh Roberts. I heard you were here, but I thought for sure it was a lie."
    Brandy Collins, head of the I-want-to-fuck-Adrian-but-can't club and daughter of Adrian's biggest sponsor. Goodie.
    Calleigh bared her teeth. "Well, now you can apologize to whoever you were maligning."
    One perfect eyebrow went up. "Oh, I'm sure they'll forgive me. Everyone does. Why aren't you cleaning up blood and puke again?"
    "Because I'm here, watching my husband win." Little bitch.
    "Oh. You're not separated, then."
    Calleigh was going to slap the little...
    "Hey, baby girl. You ready?" Adrian had changed, but not showered. He smelled like sweat and animal, but it wasn't unpleasant at all. He nodded tersely to Brandy.
    "Yeah, Ades. You did so good." Calleigh lifted her face for a kiss.
    "Thanks, baby." He kissed her hard enough that her toes curled. Hard enough that she barely heard Brandy huff off.
    She blinked up at him, swaying a little bit. "I... Hi."
    "Hi. Better? You were looking grumpy." He took her arm and turned her toward the exit, ignoring the hoots and hollers. Cotton he flipped off.
    "I'm good." She found herself tucked in the crook of his arm, held close. "Packer said dinner instead of the bar."
    "Yeah. No one will miss us, really, and we'd rather not share you."
    Oh. Oh, wow. "Sounds perfect, Ades."
    "Good." His hand slid down to the top curve of her butt.
    "Don't get me all hot and bothered here, now."
    "Why not?" He leaned close. "I won't leave you hanging."
    "Ades..." He got her so revved up.
    "Mmm. I’m so glad you came to the event, baby girl."
    "Thank you." She let him pull her into the shadows, set them together. "It's been good, to see you, sleep next to you." Fuck like bunnies.
    "Yeah. It's been real good." Adrian kissed her, his mouth hard on hers, his tongue demanding entry.
    His thigh pushed between her legs, rocking up into her, and Calleigh moaned, hips rolling in time. God. He could get her off, just like this. Adrian knew it, too, damn it. He was smiling, kissing her neck, her chin. Asshole.
    "Evil tease."
    He let his thigh move, side to side. Oh, fuck. "Not teasing, baby girl. Well, I might be teasing me, but you get to come." His leg pushed up against her, then backed off, over and over.
    She panted against his lips, a dull ache building in the pit of her belly.
    "God, baby. You're so good. I could eat you up." He nipped at her earlobe, just like he needed to prove it.
    "Driving me crazy." Close. She was so close.
    "I know. Just think how it will be later, when Packer has his mouth on you."
    "Adrian..." She slammed their lips together, her orgasm hitting her hard,