Outlaw Women

Jack Daniels & Beer Pong

Ashlyn’s POV:
A while later I was sitting in Brantley’s lap around the fire and halfway listening to the conversations around me. I was too lost in my rage to really pay attention. I watched a very drunk Cody mingling with the crowds coming up with more and more creative ways to enact  my revenge. I wasn't usually a vengeful person -in fact, i usually let things roll off my back- but Cody fucking Cannon was officially on my shit list. Out of all the rooms inside the house and all the places outside that he could have puked his guts up, he had to have chosen the fucking laundry room just as I was about to come. Good thing he already had a kid because I was seriously thinking about either neutering him with a rusty butter knife or chopping his dick off and feeding it to him like a corn dog. 

“Hey Ash, you up for a round of beer pong?” said Chase, pulling me from my homicidal thoughts. 

“You ready to have your ass handed to you just like senior year?” I retorted sassily.

“You cheated that night and you know it.” said Chase defensively. 

“How the hell am I going to cheat at beer pong? Not my fault you got too trashed and were seeing three of everything.” I said.

“That's ‘cause Tyler and Brian filled the cups I had to drink out of with moonshine while yours had water.” said Chase, sitting up in his chair. 

“Again, not my fault.” I said standing up from Brantley’s lap. “But if you want a rematch, let's do this. B can fill the glasses with the drink of your choice.”

“You're on.” said Chase.

The group of us walked over the tables that were set up for beer pong. Once we reached them, Brantley asked Chase what he wanted in the glasses to which Chase replied that he wanted them filled half full with Jack Daniels.

“Fine by me. You know I can drink you under the table Chasey.” I replied, adding in the nickname I knew he hated, earning a growl from him. 

“Bullshit. I’ve had to carry your drunk ass to bed countless times because you couldn't even stand up.” said Chase. 

“It won't countless times. It was once and it was after you started working in NASCAR and your team won its first race of the season. You, me, Jr, Chad, and Kasey all hung out but you were too chicken shit to get drunk because you had practice the next day. You drank maybe five shots of patron before daring me that I wouldn't drink a whole half gallon of Jack in one night. I might not have been able to stand up, but I held my liquor and showed you that I wasn't going to back down from a challenge.” I said as I lined the cups up and gathered ping pong balls. 

“That was also the night that you decided that it would be a good idea to run naked around Talladega Speedway too.” said Chase. 

“Again, you dared me. When the hell are you going to learn not to dare me to do something. You know damn well I’m going to do it or bust hell's doors open trying.” I said, chancing a glance at B. He was working hard to try and hide it but I could tell he wasn't too happy about my best friend seeing me naked. Walking over to him, I wrapped my arms around him. As I did, he pulled me possesively against him, marking me as his even though there was no question about our status. 

“I wouldn't say all my dares have been something that ended up being x-rated. Look at what happened with the last date.” said Chase, gesturing to me and Bratnley and the way Brantley was holding me. “Then again, I have heard some rumors.”

“What can I say other than that the rumors are true. The man is a freak and brings out the freak in me.” I said, the moonshine from earlier letting the words fly from my mouth. Running a hand up and down Brantley’s chest, I looked up and locked eyes with him before continuing. “He is hung like a horse, makes me scream his name, and the best sex I’ve ever had in my life.”

“Dammit Ash! Seriously?” shrieked Chase. Yes, he actually shrieked. 

“What? At least I wasn't talking about my big blue vibrator that freaks you out.” I said evilly.”

“Don't even go there Ash. The thing came on when I was grabbing your clothes out of the dresser. I actually held it in my hands before I realized what it was. You didn't even warn me that it was in there.”

“And where would have been the fun in that?” I asked, giving him a wicked smirk. “Anyway, are we going to play this game or stand here and talk about dildos, streaking, and my sex life?”

“Oh, we're going to play. And I’m gonna whip your ass.” said Chase. “BG, get ready. She's going to be a handful tonight.”

“She’s always a handful,” he said sweetly as he looked down at her. “Why do you think I call her my outlaw woman?”

Brantley’s POV:
I watched as Ash and Chase finished their fourth round of beer pong. With each round, things got more competitive. Out of the four rounds, Ash had won them all, leaving Chase barely able to stand on his own two feet. I smiled to myself thinking about just how right Ash had been. She could drink Chase under the table. Which was funny since she was all of five foot and barely a hundred pounds compared to his six foot four and almost 200 pounds. While Chase was having to lean on folks to stay upright, Ash would gently sway. 

“I think 4 rounds is a plenty.” I said as Ash began lining up the cups yet again, earning me a glare from the feisty little woman.

“Bullshit!” roared Chase as he stumbled. Luckily Luke and Jason were nearby to keep him from falling head first into the table. I watched as she shook them off and tried to get his bearings. “I gotta win at least one round before we call it quits.”

“You aint gonna win Chasey. But I’ll play another round just for fun if that's what you want.” said Ash, her words only slightly slurred considering she had drunk roughly a fifth of Jack Daniels throughout the 4 games of beer pong.  

“Yes he will, ‘cause you're going to let him.” I said as I leaned down close to her ear. “If you let him win, I’ll let you tie me to the bed tonight.”

“Deal” she whispered, her eyes glittering with mischief before turning back to Chase. “Let's get this show on the road.”