I am standing with my back to him, arms crossed over my chest. I don’t know what in the hell he thinks is going to happen in here, but I’m not interested. He grabs my shoulders twisting me around. “On your knees.” He demands, with dark eyes.
“Excuse me?”
“On your knees, I won’t repeat myself.”
My knees weaken and I buckle under the pressure of his gaze as he stares me down.
“Do you belong to me Baby?”
I don’t answer him.
He grabs the nape of my neck and applies pressure. “Do you belong to me the way that I belong to you?”
“Yes,” I pant not able to help how his dominance excites me.
He unzips his pants and begins stroking his cock, my traitorous mouth waters eager to taste him, and run my tongue up and down his length. He grips the back of my neck once more, petting the back of my head. He continues to pleasure himself. Every time I lean forward to touch him, he jerks me back by my hair.
“Do you remember what you said to me? You told me that I couldn’t even masturbate, so here we are. Waited for you.” Stroke. Pump. Squeeze.
I lick my lips, so turned on by him. The fact that he hasn’t touched himself because I told him not to makes me so wet. Tired of waiting I shove him hard, on his thighs sending him into the counter holding the sinks. He laughs and I seize his dick with my mouth claiming him, marking him as mine with my tongue.
“That’s right sweetheart, show me how much you love my cock.” He grins down at me with lusty, needy dark eyes. I continue my assault licking and sucking his hot flesh.
Striker is gripping the edge of the counter, white knuckles. His head is thrown back leaning on the mirror. His mouth is curved in a wicked, sated smile. He pushes himself further into my greedy mouth. Thrusting his hips, with one hand gripped in my hair, he begins fucking my mouth, until he begins to spasm and shake, sending his salty liquid down the back of my throat. I continue licking and sucking until he begs me to stop.
**
After we get kicked out of the bar, for our bathroom rendezvous Striker has me pressed down on the hood of my car in the back parking lot. He is kissing all down my throat, making my pussy clench with need. “I’m going to fuck you right here, right now with my tongue, can’t wait any longer.” He undoes my jeans, and hooks his fingers around my panties pushing them down in a hurry.
He starts licking his tongue around my belly button ring; his hand reaches up under my shirt, cupping my breasts, his thumb rolls over my hard bud. He pinches and plucks my nipple as he caps his mouth over my pulsing bundle of nerves. “Gonna make you come so hard.” His eager digit enters my tight slick heat, he makes a come here motion hitting my most tender spot. My hips surge and buck, he feels so good. Love the way he fingers and sucks my pussy. His teeth graze my clit. The sensation is amazing. His hands and tongue are pleasuring me; the metal from his lip ring feels cool against my heated skin.
“Need you in me now,” I beg. My pussy is pulsing, aching for his cock. He shoves his jeans down around his ankles and slides into me. He fucks me hard and fast on the hood of my car. I don’t care who hears or sees, my man is loving me.
A piercing whistle whips through the air. I turn my head to see the redneck from earlier. Striker pulls out of me and takes a bow, pulling me up with him. He helps me fix my clothes and I zip him up.
“Love you so godamned much, don’t ever leave me again. Don’t know what I’d do without you. You belong to me.”
“Not going any-fucking-where I love you too.” I admit. Wrapping my arms around his neck, I kiss him softly.
“Tomorrow, no shit about it. We are packing up you and Colt. You are moving in with me. I can’t go one more night without you by my side. Then I am going to marry your wild ass. And I am going to make love to your sweet pussy morning, noon and night, and when you beg me to stop I’ll fuck you even harder.”
“You had me at tomorrow.” I smile up at him.
18
Romeo
Thank fuck my sister has come to save the day. Haven’t seen her in a few years, she has never been a fan of LL. Only reason she agreed to come was I told her LL and I separated. Shelley walks in without knocking drops her bags on the floor and she says, “Told you not marry that whore.”
“Aunt Shelley!” Dawn squeals and wraps her arms around her giving her a tight squeeze.
Shelley hugs her back and takes a good look at her. “Looks just like her mother, pity.”
“Shelley,” I warn her. She may hate LL but she isn’t going to treat my kids like shit.
“I’m sorry, Dawn I think you are a beautiful princess. I just don’t like your momma very much, that wasn’t fair of me. Can we start over?”
Dawn looks her up and down and narrows her eyes in on her, “as long as you don’t act like a bitch.” Miracle starts bouncing up and down holding onto the sides of her playpen and laughing.
“Looks like I got here just in time. These kids clearly need the influence of a real woman.” She has Dawn show her to my room, I’ll be staying at the clubhouse a few nights a week with her here to help out. My sister isn’t a fan of the club, and she has an even bigger problem with my raising the kids in it.
After Shelley has settled in and I have fed the kids their lunch, I head out to meet up with Five-O. It takes me a while to get to the spot; we gotta’ meet way out in the country. Don’t need a soul spotting us together with what I have in mind.
I pull up at the end of the line, a part of the park on the far side of the lake. This roads been closed off for years. I get off my bike and pull a joint from my cut. Walking over to the edge of the lake, I squat in the grass and enjoy a nice long hard lung busting toke. I hear the gravel crunch, as Five-O approaches in his off duty car. He joins me in the grass and takes a hit.
“Oompff,” he coughs. “That my friend is some good shit.”
“Indeed.” I agree. “Need a favor. LL is on lockdown at East General, FED custody.”
“What in the hell you think I can do?” He looks pissed, but I know he will help me.
“Just need you to drive a friend to the hospital to see her. Distract the FED; tell him, someone reported her missing. Tell him you are just doing a welfare check. Make it good. Smoky already knows what to do.”
“Fuck, this is bad shit isn’t it?”
“I won’t lie to you but the less you know the better it is for you. Feel me?”
“Yeah.” He nods.
I pull him a bag of green out of the satchel on my bike and hand him a wad of cash. “Won’t hear from me again man. I know this puts you in a hard spot, but you know I wouldn’t ask if it wasn’t necessary. You need anything later down the line. See Grim, he’ll help you out.”
“You say that like you won’t be around here. You taking a vacation?”
“Shit is deep, going away for a long motherfucking time.”
“Take care man.” I hand him a sheet of paper with Smoky’s address on it and climb back on my bike. I wait another ten minutes after he has gone before I leave.
When I pull up at the back of the Roadhouse, I see Striker, Rebel and Grim packing boxes from the trailer to the garage apartment. Well, hell looks like I pushed Baby straight to Striker. I’m happy for her if that is what she wants, though it kills me a little on the inside. I wave at Grim and head inside for a much needed jar of shine.
Striker
I had every intention of telling Baby the truth about Diamond last night, but then that fuckstick put his hands on her and I knew right then I would kill anyone who tries to stand between us. I followed behind her last night and made sure she went home with me. I spent the whole night tasting and exploring her body, discovering every sensitive spot.
First thing this morning I called up Rebel and we went straight to Grim. I told him man to man I was claiming Baby. Was not a damn thing he could do or say. She’s mine now. He wasn’t exactly thrilled, but he knows Baby is grown and he has to let her go. After Grim cooled his shit,
he helped us move all of her and Colt’s stuff to my apartment. Well what could fit anyway. She has too many fucking clothes and so much of her shit is pussy pink.
I carry in the last box and find Baby and Colt in the kitchen. She is feeding him lunch. Colt is clapping wanting more peas; do not know how he stands that stuff and it makes him shit something fierce. I scrunch my nose as the smell hits my nostrils. I lean down and kiss them both on the cheek. Nothing could take away my happiness right now. Pure fucking joy is pumping through my veins.
“God I love seeing you two sitting here.” I claim Baby’s mouth. Sucking her tongue I deepen the kiss, can’t get enough of her.
We spend the rest of the evening unpacking their stuff and making out every time Colt allows us to steal a minute alone. I love my little dude but I was happy to get his crib put up. Now I can get a shower with my woman.
Baby is already in the shower soaped up, naked waiting for me, as I strip down to nothing and get inside with her. The water running over her bare breasts as she rinses off. Once she has finished, we trade spots. “Let me,” she takes the washcloth and washes me thoroughly.
I flashback to the last time I had her in here with me. My dick is twitching, hungry for her tight cunt. I wrap her wet hair around my hand and yank it. “Hands against the wall.” I run my free hand down the crack of her sexy ass and slip a fingertip into her tight hole. I ease my way gently. Tonight her ass is mine.
“Oh fuck, feels so good,” she pushes her ass out further loving it. I continue working her sweet virgin ass with my thick digit.
“More,” she begs. Slowly I remove my finger and replace it with it the tip of my dick. She winces and a hiss leaves her lips.
“Want me to stop?”
“No, it burns but it hurts so good,” she pants falling forward against the shower wall. I tug on her hair and bite her neck, inching deeper in. She clenches her muscles, tightening around me. I let go of her hair, reach around the front of her, and play with her clit, steadying my other hand by her face where it is pressed against the wall. I circle my fingers around her hardened nub as I begin to slide in and out slowly.
“Play with your pussy while I fuck your ass,” I growl in her ear. Her fingers are trembling as they meet mine at her soaked pussy. Her finger is entwined with mine fucking her tight slit. She reaches her peak; her knees are trembling as she tightens around our fingers. Fucking poetry in motion. I let go of her and jerk my dick out to cum on her ass. I shake my dick, smacking it against her round cheeks spilling my seed across them. The water washes it away as quick as it hits her skin.
19
Baby
I just got out of my night class and I am headed up the stairs to my apartment. I can hear Striker yelling at someone but can’t make out the words. He better not be yelling at Colt. I open the door and Striker and Diamond are having a heated conversation.
“Why didn’t you show today? I waited for you.”
“What the fuck is this shit?” I demand, hands on my hips. ‘”Where’s my son?”
“Colt’s fine I put him to bed about thirty minutes ago.” Striker answers with so much emotion laced in his voice.
“Why is this whore here?” I demand.
“Because I’m pregnant with his child.” Diamond admits and my world comes to a halt.
“Is it yours?’ I demand and Striker won’t look at me, shame is covering his face.
“Not sure,” he whispers looking pained to admit the dirty truth.
I go straight into the bedroom and take Colt from his peaceful slumber. He doesn’t even wake as I walk briskly out the door. Striker is following me as I run down the stairs with tears in my eyes. Diamond is watching us from the balcony wearing a smug smile on her face. I walk straight to my sister’s house and use the spare key to unlock the door. Rebel is in the kitchen fixing a sandwich. He looks at my face and I know he knows what is causing my pain. I am too upset to be angry with him too.
Rumor walks into the kitchen and quietly takes Colt from my arms as Striker runs in behind me. He wraps his arms around me as I try to fight and push him away. “Let me explain.” He growls trying to man handle me. I spit in his face.
Rebel pries Striker’s hands from my wrist. “Let her go man. You don’t want to do this shit like this.”
“Go back to your whore.” I seethe with rage. “So help me if you don’t get away from me, I will kill you Striker.” Thwack. I smack him across his mouth and he doesn’t even flinch.
“I just want to talk to you!”
“Nothing more to say. Go start you a new family with that skank. Get a good look at your son. Last time you are going to see him.” I push him away once more.
“Baby, don’t say shit like that, you don’t mean it. I know you are pissed I get it, but we love each other.” He tries to touch me again. I can’t even look at him right now.
“Apparently not enough.” I throw my hand up in the air.
I see a shadow on the porch. Throwing open the front door Diamond is standing there looking proud of herself. I don’t even think about her being with child when I backhand her across her cunt-whore face.
She laughs at me. Actually fucking laughs at me.
“Baby stop.” Striker grabs my hand stopping me from hitting her again. “She’s pregnant,” he says in an ashamed whisper.
“Her face isn’t.” I spin around facing him. “Choose right now. What is it going to be? Her or us. I won’t raise your bastard child from a whore.”
“You’re not being fair.” He looks defeated.
“I guess I have my answer.” I walk into the house, shutting the door and locking it behind me. I lock myself in the bathroom and have a good crying, shouting match with myself while my sister takes care of my son. See just like my fucking mom, no bright side. Striker’s timing could not be worse. This weekend is my sister’s wedding. I can’t go back home to my dad’s. If he asks I will just say I am staying here to help prep for the wedding. I’m too ashamed to hear I fucking told you so. He warned me about Striker and Rebel when I was a teen.
When I get calmed down Rumor and Rebel both try to rationalize with me. But I really don’t want to hear any of it. He made a child with her, I can’t turn a blind eye to that. I would never be mean to his kid, but I can’t do it. I will not. The thought makes me want to throw up. Why didn’t he tell me, and how long has he known this shit?
Striker
Colt has been wearing me out this evening. I have been trying to get him to stand on his own. He keeps plopping back down in the floor on his butt. I get him fed and fix myself a bite to eat. Little mean ass pissed all over my hand when I was giving him a bath. I had to let the water out and start over again.
I just laid Colt down for bed. I am waiting for Baby to get home from class. We have settled into a comfortable routine. I thought getting used to having her and Colt here all the time would be hard, but it’s been nice. There is a knock on the door. If I had been smart, I would have checked to see who it was before answering. Fucking Diamond.
“What do you want?” I groan. As she pushes her way inside.
“You missed my appointment,” she whines.
“And?” I know what I said about being there for Diamond, but I don’t know if I can go through with taking her to her appointments and shit. I’ll give her money but I am not even her friend. The situation is fucked up. I feel bad for the girl I do, but I have a family to think about too.
“You weren’t there I waited for you.” She shouts.
“Keep it down, going to wake my son.” I yell at her telling her how she has no business showing up here unannounced. What if Baby had been home? I still haven’t figured out how to tell her about this. It’s going to crush her.
“What the fuck is this shit?” Baby storms through the door looking confused. Oh, fuck. Here we go. ‘”Where’s my son?” She demands in a clipped tone. I answer her telling her Colt is sleeping.
“Why is this whore here?” She demands once more
“Because I’m pregnant with his child.” Diamond answers for me. I have to tell her the baby might be mine and she is now lost to me hearing the words leave my lips. I am going to be sick. The look on Baby’s face is pure shock. She takes off down the hall. I don’t know what she is doing. She could be getting a gun to shoot me for all I know. My feet are planted until she walks by me with tears in her eyes carrying our sleeping child.
I don’t give Diamond a second thought as I follow Baby down the stairs, not clear on where she is intending to go.
She makes her choice going to my brother’s place. I follow behind her fighting her every breath begging her to let me explain but she isn’t having it. She spits on me and hits me and I take it, because I deserve it. This isn’t how I planned on telling her. I know I should have told her sooner, but I just didn’t know how.
Rebel intercepts stopping either of us from doing anything more than we will regret. Baby is threatening to take Colt away from me. I know she is upset but she isn’t being fair. She hasn’t given me one chance to explain at all.
She rushes out onto the porch. I follow but not fast enough, as Baby smacks Diamond. “Baby stop.” I grab her hand stopping her from hitting her again. “She’s pregnant,” I admit in a husky whisper.
“Her face isn’t.” She spins around looking me dead in the eye. “Choose right now. What is it going to be? Her or us. I won’t raise your bastard child from a whore.”
“You’re not being fair.”
“I guess I have my answer.” She locks me out of the house leaving me on the porch with Diamond.
“Striker I’m so sorry.” She starts apologizing trying to follow me home.
“Stay the fuck away from me, you’ve done enough damage.” I leave her at the bottom of the stairs and storm up them. I slam the door shut, rattling the pictures on the walls Baby recently hung of Colt. “Damn it!” I punch the wall in the kitchen.
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