Pit: The A**hole Club Series

by Saffire , Blue

  Pit walks over and squats in front of me. I look around to see Ox and Roman are gone. I didn’t realize they’d left. Pit starts to pull my shoes from my feet.

  “Everything about this is going against every fiber of my being,” I whisper. “In my soul, I want to go after him and choke the life out of him for what he’s done.”

  Pit scoffs. “Baby, you’re preaching to the choir. I’m still weighing the thought of ignoring you and putting an end to this shit. If there weren’t so many moving parts and unknown pieces I would.”

  I cup his face and lean in to kiss his lips. “Thanks,” I breathe against them. “I know you and I know how hard this is.”

  He stands and lifts me in his arms, bridal style. I place my arms around his neck and my forehead to his cheek. “What’s hard is finally understanding the pain I’ve been watching on your face and knowing you’ve been in this all by yourself. But understand this, I’m going to fix it. Your way or mine, we’re going to get her back and I’m going to break that motherfucker all the way down.”

  “The hardest part is waiting, you know? I feel like I’m always anxious. I can’t stop worrying that he’ll hit her again.”

  “Something tells me he won’t. You heard Roman. Danny needs you. Whatever he’s after, you’re a key player in him getting it.”

  Right as he places me on my feet, my phone pings. I take it out and its pictures of Shawna. I brush my finger over the screen, tracing her sad face.

  “She’s still okay,” I whisper after examining each photo.

  I look up and find Pit watching me. He crowds my space and reaches to run his finger over my lip. The warmth of his hand is more comforting than he could ever know.

  “Do you want a distraction? I can be that. Just say the word,” he says.

  I lift my hands to his waist. A distraction? Yeah, I want one, but guilt creeps in.

  “I don’t know.”

  I don’t. A part of me knows we have to go through the motions and wait this all out. I was willing to sleep with Pit when it was to keep my part in the deal we made. And honestly, my mind and body have always yearned for him no matter what is going on in my life.

  “For now, you know she’s safe. We can’t do anything about it at the moment. Hell, it looks like it may be weeks. You’re going to drive yourself crazy if all you do is worry,” he says.

  “You’re just trying to get in my panties,” I half tease, although I know he’s right.

  “Maybe, or maybe I’m taking control because I see you’re about to spiral and you’re no good to her if you lose your shit. Allow me to distract you. It’s another way I can help get you through this.”

  I close my eyes and give him a small nod. His lips are on mine before I can finish the gesture. I drop my phone to the floor and try my best to lift up and get closer to him.

  Shawna isn’t forgotten, but for now I don’t allow my worry to consume me. I trust Pit. He’s going to help me get her back, and just as I trust him with that, I decide to trust him with my body and this distraction.

  He kisses me so deeply; my emotions start to stir. These are shitty circumstances, but I won’t deny I’ve wanted this for so long and…

  Don’t catch feelings, Ven. Guys like Pit don’t fall in love.

  He breaks the kiss and moves his lips to my ear. “I’ll take care of everything. All you have to do is relax,” he says and his deep voice rumbles through me.

  I try harder to focus on him. It’s when he kisses my forehead and speaks his next words that I give in.

  “You know what? We’ve waited twelve years for this. We can go a few more weeks, let’s watch Netflix and chill. Maybe they have Dirty Dancing, I think they have your favorite.”

  “Twilight,” we say in unison.

  I smile.

  “It can be your distraction,” he says.

  How am I supposed to keep from falling for him? I shake my head. Reaching for the hem of his shirt, I stare into his amazing eyes. Slowly, I start to tug the shirt up.

  “But you’re the only distraction I want,” I say.

  Pit

  * * *

  I’m not trying to be a prick. Yeah, I want her, and I want her bad, but I truly want to get her mind off things. However, when she says I’m the only distraction she wants, I become so hard I nearly rip through my pants.

  “I’ll be all the distraction you need then,” I reply.

  Something inside of me shifts. This isn’t going to be just another quick fuck for me. I want more with her. I want to take the time to savor every touch, every push into her body.

  I have this feeling that when we come together neither of us will be the same. It’s in the look in her eyes. In the way my heart is racing.

  I take over, lifting my shirt and toss it aside. She has her hands on my belt buckle next. I pull my phone from my pocket to pull up a song that’s playing in my head. I set it on repeat and toss the phone on the bed.

  “Focus” by H.E.R. starts to play. Skittles gives me a shaky smile. “Yes, I can,” she whispers answering the lyrics.

  “I got that,” I say as she fumbles with opening my jeans.

  I get them unbuttoned and unzipped, then push them and my boxer briefs down my legs. Once I’m standing before her fully naked, I place a hand on her waist and bring her closer.

  “Arms up,” I command.

  She lifts her arms. I glide my hands up, skimming her soft skin as I pass her midriff, pushing my hands under her shirt. I peel the shirt from her body and toss it over with mine.

  Reaching behind her, I keep my eyes on hers. When I release the clasp of her bra, I drop my gaze in time to see the mouthwatering bounce of her full breasts as they’re freed. Her mounds are more beautiful than I’ve ever imagined.

  No, they don’t sit up like she’s still in her teens or like a pair of fake ones. Her nipples point down and they’re large. The perfect position to fall right in my mouth when she’s riding me.

  I lift them to test their weight in my palms. A loud groan slips from my lips before I can stifle it. I bite down on my lip and start to flick her tightened peaks.

  “You’re gorgeous,” I breathe before taking her lips.

  She reaches for my cock and starts to stroke it. “You are too.”

  “Hands off, baby. First time I come; I’m going to be inside you. Your mouth or your pussy. I might let you choose,” I say and move my lips to her neck as I go to get her out of the rest of her clothes.

  She releases me and places her small hands on my back. When I have her shorts open, I hook my hands in them, her stockings and panties all at once and tug them down her legs. The scent of her arousal hits me right away.

  I wrap her thighs in my arms on my way to straighten and lift her up. She plants her hands on my shoulders as I move to the bed. I turn my head and capture one of her nipples.

  “Will,” she cries out and throws her head back.

  My chest swells when she calls my name, something I never thought I wanted to hear until it comes from her lips in a cry of passion. When I told her to use it earlier, I knew it would feel right. Only from her.

  Reluctantly, I release her nipple and lower her to the bed. I move to hover over her and pinch her chin between my fingertips. With my gaze locked on hers, I nip her lip. Once, twice—she gasps into my mouth on the second one—I go in for a third before kissing her deeply.

  Now that I know I have her full focus, I want to taste her. I go to settle between her legs, but Skittles takes me by surprise. She wraps a leg around my waist and flips me onto my back.

  Now, I’m six three, 254 pounds, so the fact that she does this with ease turns my crazy ass on. However, it’s when she takes me into her mouth and starts to suck on me while working her hands up and down, then adds a massaging circular motion that I lose my mind.

  “Fuck,” I roar.

  She releases me long enough to let a mouthful of saliva cover me and then she’s right back to it, bobbing her head up and down like a pro. I fist the she
ets because if she keeps this shit up, I’m going to start a nursery in her throat with all these kids. She reaches for my balls and that’s it.

  My eyes roll into the back of my head. I’ve had some great head in the past, but I don’t think a single one of them had skills on this level. She shifts her attention to my sensitive crown, and I growl.

  “Mm,” she moans around me.

  I put a hand behind her head and shove her down further. Holy fuck. She takes me to the back of her throat and starts to shake her head from side to side.

  The choking sound has me pulsing in her hot mouth. My spine tingles and I know she’s about to embarrass my ass. She comes up for air with a gasp and I take that moment to take control.

  “My turn,” I say tightly and flip her little ass on her back.

  I get between her legs and hook my arms around her thighs. Damn, I’ve always thought she smelled delicious. She tastes unbelievable.

  Have you ever started to eat something and when you get that first taste and realize it’s the best thing in the world you’ve ever tasted, you devour the whole thing like a savage? Yeah, that’s me in this moment. My face is so far in her pussy, I think I’m going to make a home in this shit.

  “Oh. My. God.” She drags out. “Baby, please.”

  I grin. I back off only to replace my mouth with my fingers. I want to hear that sound again, her wet pussy smacking its lips at me. Like stirring elbow salad.

  “Yes, yes, I’m going to come,” she cries.

  I feel it. She’s so close. I need inside of her soon. Not willing to wait much longer, I latch onto her clit.

  She begins to squirt, soaking my face and the bed beneath us. The way her body quakes makes me want to beat my chest. She’s gorgeous as she comes for me, the look of desire heavy in her eyes.

  “Fuck this,” I grunt and move to grab a condom.

  She grabs my forearm. “Your results. Your clean, right?”

  I furrow my brows. “Yeah.”

  She lifts awkwardly and cups my face, bringing it to hers. I kiss her back but frustration fills me. I want to slide home.

  “I’m clean. I’ve never been with anyone without protection. You’re the first.”

  I’m so lust drunk it takes a second for her words to break through. When I do hear what she’s saying to me, I growl and cup her ass in both palms. I line up with her entrance and look into her eyes, giving her one last chance to change her mind.

  She leans in and bites my lower lip. My restraint breaks. I push into her and we both groan loudly. She’s so much tighter than I fantasized she’d be.

  “Wow,” she pants. “You’re stretching the fuck out of me. You’re so deep.”

  “I’m not all the way in, baby,” I chuckle.

  “What?” she breathes.

  I push in a little more and still have more to give. She arches into me. I lift her hips a little more as I start to rock back and forth into her.

  I’m trying to keep this slow. I go deep, pulling loud keening sounds from her lips. She feels amazing.

  I groan. I’m usually a big shit talker, but I’m speechless for once. She grasps ahold of my face and starts to grip me with her walls.

  “I like it hard. You don’t have to be so gentle,” she moans.

  My brows shoot into my hairline. I clench my teeth and release her back to the bed. I’m going to ruin this pussy for all other men.

  Its snug fit has claimed my sanity. Not backing down from a challenge, I plow into her. She starts to scream and it’s so hot. I cover her cries with my mouth as I pound her fat kitty out.

  “Oh, fuck yeah, baby,” I growl when she gushes around me and starts to come again.

  Her ass is lucky my recovery time is next to zero because my orgasm starts in the back of my skull and I know I’m not going to be able to starve it off. I’ve never felt anything like this. My release triggers another from her and I know right then and there, I’m going to be her distraction for the rest of the night.

  Mayven has made a big mistake. This won’t be over in a month. She’ll be lucky if I ever let her go.

  Chapter 15

  It Was You

  Pit

  * * *

  “Yo, keep your hands out of my breakfast,” I say with a smile on my lips.

  Skittles pouts. “You didn’t hear me say I wanted bacon. You have to give me some of yours.”

  “I don’t have to give you shit,” I reply, but pick up a piece and hold it up to her lips.

  She sweated her wig out last night. I fucked right through that shit and she had to remove it this morning. When I asked her to just wear her hair, after a few minutes of reluctance, she agreed.

  The braids are out and it’s all over her head, but its gorgeous. It makes her face look adorable and sexy at the same time. I can’t wait to get my hands in it when she sucks my cock after breakfast.

  Yes, I’m already planning all the ways I want to fuck her before we have to board our flight. I’m going to wear it out on the plane too for that matter.

  Her phone dings and she rushes for it, but her face falls when she looks at it. I place a hand on her leg to get her attention. She lifts her disappointed gaze to me after typing a text.

  “It’s just Kelex,” she says.

  I lean in and kiss her lips to provide a diversion. Something comes to mind as I pull away. Kelex said I should talk to her. I never got around to that last night.

  “Hey, do you still have that Viper?” she asks before I can pull my thoughts together.

  I pop a piece of bacon in my mouth and chew as I nod at her. Placing a fist to my chest, I release a belch. Skittles snaps her head back and frowns.

  “Damn, that comes from deep.”

  “That was gross,” she says.

  I hold my arms out. “Come ‘ere, give me a hug.”

  She tosses a cloth napkin at me. I move our plates to the tray before I pounce on her. I knock her back against the mattress and nuzzle the growth I haven’t shaved from my face against her cheek.

  “Are you always this annoying?” she giggles.

  “You haven’t seen annoying,” I tease. “Yeah, I have the Viper. I keep it in a garage. Why?”

  “I was just wondering.”

  I knit my brows. “You know, I always wondered how you ended up with it.”

  She gives me a small smile. “Deacon stole it for me, and I had a friend erase it from the PD’s database. That was the easy part.”

  I search her face. “What do you mean the easy part?”

  “Getting your car was easy. Getting you out took a little more finesse. My father wouldn’t do it at first. It’s why it took me so long to get you out,” she replies.

  I sit up and stare at her as if she has two heads. For the last twelve years, I thought it was Blake who somehow pulled the strings to get me out and have the whole thing erased from my record.

  I narrow my eyes. “You’re telling me your father was the one who got me out of the pen?”

  She sits up on her elbows and shrugs. “Yeah, I don’t know what finally changed his mind. We argued about it for weeks. Then suddenly, he called me to his office to tell me Tak was no longer under investigation and you were being released.”

  I run a hand through my hair. I don’t know what to say or how to repay her. She didn’t know shit about me back then.

  Shit. I think I’m falling for this woman.

  Not wanting to show the emotions I’m feeling or to think about them, I grab her ankle and pull her toward me. Lifting her into my lap, I tug my shirt off of her and kiss her like she’s my last breath.

  Skittles

  * * *

  I sit on the bathroom floor in tears as my cousin’s face comes into view on my phone. We were just about to leave for the flight back home when the call came through. I wipe at my tears quickly as I see hers fall.

  “Shawnnie,” I say.

  She waves and opens her mouth to show me it’s wired shut. A sob rips through me. I start to rock and clench my
phone so hard it might break.

  I want to beat the shit out of Danny. Let him try that shit with me. Rage shakes my entire being.

  “I’m going to make this right, Shawna. I swear I am. Hang on for me, best’. If I have to tear down the entire world. I’m going to get you home,” I say through choked words.

  She nods her head, and more tears fall. However, before I can say another word, the feed is cut. The scream that rips from me has Pit storming into the bathroom after me.

  I hold my knees, sobbing and rocking back and forth. “I’m going to kill him. I’m going to run his ass over and back over him.”

  Pit gets down on the floor with me and wraps me in his arms. “Shh, baby. We’ll make it right. Come on, let me get you home.”

  Chapter 16

  Becoming Clear

  Skittles

  * * *

  It’s been a week since the last race. A week since Pit and I started sleeping together. He’s not making it easy for me to keep my feelings out of this.

  I keep telling myself I’m getting attached to him because of the stress and circumstances, but the last few days have made me question the lies I’m feeding myself.

  I stare out at the Dayton track we’re at and try to clear my head. It’s dawn. The sunrise before me is beautiful, and still, my thoughts won’t settle. When I’m not distracted by Pit, my mind is on Shawna.

  My heart aches so much for her. These races seem like they are dragging on forever. Each day that passes seems like a day pulling Shawna further away and not closer.

  “Baby,” Pit says in my ear as he wraps an arm around me from behind and a plastic cup is shoved in front of me.

  I turn my head up and look into the green eyes staring down at me. Pit pecks my lips and gives me a gentle squeeze. A real smile comes to my face. I find I smile a lot when in the comfort of his arms.