Pit: The A**hole Club Series

by Saffire , Blue

  “How’s Dr. Leo doing?” Kelex asks.

  A proud smile comes to my face. “He’s good.”

  Tak comes back over with Deacon’s drink. I hold my breath and try not to let out a laugh. Absently, Deacon reaches for the glass and lifts it to his lips.

  He’s so focused on his hand it takes a full sip before he notices anything’s amiss. He makes a sour face and starts to choke. Out the corner of my eye, I’d watched Tak put apple cider vinegar in the glass instead of the brandy he offered.

  I toss my hand in. That’s going to end this game. Deacon flies from his seat and takes off after Tak. He’s going to kill him.

  I laugh so hard my stomach hurts. Skittles missed that one. I look at my watch. I won’t wake her yet.

  She disappeared for a nap a while ago. She was tired from all the make-up sex last night. I might prank her again if that’s the end result.

  We never get back to our game. After another thirty minutes of waiting for Deacon to catch Tak and return, I give up.

  Skittles should be up by now, if not, I’ll spoon with her and take my own nap. We’ve been jet skiing, parasailing, and diving this morning. I could use a nap, I’m not as young as I used to be.

  When I walk into our room, Skittles is doing the last thing I thought I’d find. She’s in the little living room area with a bowl of popcorn in her lap and there’s porn on the screen. She has her head bent to the side as if she’s studying them. I chuckle and go to sit down by her.

  “I think you’re turning into a nympho,” I tease.

  “Turning?” She turns to me and lifts a brow.

  I laugh and take a piece of popcorn to toss at her. Sticking my hand back into the bowl, I take a handful to toss in my mouth. I pull a face as soon as the stuff hits my tongue.

  “Yuck, what the fuck is this?” I say and brush at my tongue.

  “Popcorn.”

  “Yeah, but what do you have on it?”

  She laughs. “Hot sauce.”

  I look to the coffee table and see the bottle. “What, are you pregnant? That’s some damn nasty shit.”

  My eyes widen. I look her up and down and then at the screen. My heart starts to pound.

  “Wait, are you pregnant? Your horny ass is in here watching porn and you’re eating this shit,” I say.

  Skittles looks at me pointedly. “First of all, when did you get all dramatic? And how do you know those could be symptoms?”

  I give her the same look back. “You tell me what all this looks like.”

  “No, I’m not pregnant. I’ve eaten popcorn like this for years. And I’m not watching porn. Well, not really. Whoever was here before us must have been. I turned on the TV and it was playing. I was trying to figure out who’s legs were who’s,” she says.

  Tremendous disappointment fills me. For a moment, the thought of her carrying our baby had me excited. Honestly, I never wanted a family.

  I never thought I’d find that person I’d want to do it all with, but as I sit here watching Skittles flip through channels while eating her nasty popcorn, I want it all. I want her, a baby or three, and I want to settle down. I’ve had more than my share of crazy reckless sex and nameless faces.

  “You know, I should throw this bowl at you,” she says and turns back to me.

  “For what?”

  “Am I pregnant?” She snorts.

  “You act as if we don’t fuck like bunnies. Without protection,” I add the last part to make my point.

  She looks at me with those big brown eyes. “Yeah, but it’s the way you said it. We can start using protection if you don’t trust my birth control.”

  “There won’t be a day on God’s green earth that I don’t slide in you raw. We can afford a kid or two.”

  Her mouth falls open, her hand freezes halfway to her mouth. I try to read her face, but there are too many emotions crossing it. She drops the popcorn back into the bowl and moves to place it on the coffee table.

  She starts to wring her hands in her T-shirt. Correction, my T-shirt. My stomach clenches.

  Did I just fuck this up?

  “We need to talk. If I don’t get this out, I think I’m going to be sick,” she murmurs.

  I tighten my fists at my sides. I’m not ready to lose her. I’m not going to.

  I’ll lay it all at her feet if I have to. Fuck waiting to handle all this shit with her cousin. She crawls over into my lap. I place my hands on her hips.

  Placing her small hands on my chest, she inhales deeply. She won’t look at me. Her lashes are wet, causing me to be on the verge of freaking out.

  “Just talk to me,” I say.

  “I… I told myself not to fall for you. When we started this… I thought I’d have great sex and allow you to distract me,” she breathes.

  “And?”

  “And… I’m not restless in my sleep because of Shawna. It’s you. I’m restless because of you.” She lifts her gaze and tears start to fall. “I’m scared. You’re one of my best friends. You guys have been holding me together for years.”

  “Mayven—”

  “Let me get this out. I don’t want to lose you guys. I’ve always felt like if I lose one, I’ll lose you all. So, I’m terrified because I’ve fallen so hard.

  “I’m too old to play these games. I’m tired. I can’t fight how I feel and deal with all this other crap too.

  “This is me admitting I’m in love with you, Will. Yes, I feel guilty as fuck for falling in love while my cousin needs me. It’s like I’m no closer to finding her, yet here I sit falling for the one guy I told myself never to be stupid enough to fall for.

  “And still, I’m in love and if I don’t say something, I think I’m going to lose my mind,” she finishes.

  I cup her face and take a breath of relief. “I don’t know if I should spank you or kiss you. You’re not alone. Yeah, you have some of the best pussy I’ve ever had. I’m mean really, really good, but that’s not why I’m always craving to be near you.”

  “Seriously, Pit?”

  “Let me finish. You make my days better. You make me laugh, you make me want to protect you, you make me want to reevaluate my life to figure out how not to fuck this up somehow.

  “I’ve been falling for you too. I’m so crazy about you… baby, I was trying not to place this on your plate. You’re going through so much and I want to be there to comfort you. Not rush you into more than you’re ready for.

  “I know I can be demanding when it comes to getting what I want, but I want you so bad I’m not going to do this the way I know, because I don’t know shit when it comes to love, other than what you’ve been teaching me since we met.

  “I’m afraid too. Afraid of losing you, afraid of not doing this right. I’ve been telling you in one way or another for weeks that I’m in love with you, voluntarily or not. I’ve been in love with you for a while.”

  She bites her lip. “So…” She looks away and twists her lips to the side. “More than a distraction and beyond dating, huh?”

  I grasp the back of her neck and kiss her with all the pent-up passion I have inside me. She whimpers and wraps her arms around my neck. I breathe her in like she’s my sole source of life.

  “You belong to me. I’m your man. I’m the only man who will give you pleasure. I’m the one who will come running when you call. I’m the one who will love you until his last breath. I’m in love with you, Mayven.”

  She smiles and places her forehead to mine. “I love you, Will.”

  Skittles

  * * *

  It feels so good to say those words. They were going to choke me if I didn’t get them out soon. It’s like a weight has been lifted off my shoulders.

  I tip my head as I look at him and smile. I’ve realized something on this trip. We all have so much fun together, but it is time we all grow up.

  For me, that’s building a life with this man. I want to wake in his arms and make plans for our future. I want a baby with those secret dimples of his. The ones I know
best because I bring them out the most.

  I want to be accountable to us and our love.

  I nuzzle my nose against his. “Can I show you something?” I whisper seductively.

  “Yeah.”

  I kiss him and tell him I love him with my lips. He groans and grabs my hips, rolling his erection up into me. I pull his bottom lip into my mouth and tug.

  The heavy look of lust on his face spurs me on. I reach for my shirt and pull it over my head. Reaching behind my back, I release my bra and allow my breasts to spill free.

  “Gorgeous,” he murmurs.

  He cups my mounds and brushes his thumbs over my nipples. I draw my thumb over his lips. Pit smiles and sticks his tongue out to lick it.

  I push it into his mouth, and he sucks like I want him to. When he has it nice and wet. I knock his hand away from my right breast and circle my peak with my own finger.

  I can feel him throbbing against my butt cheeks. I nod down at his lap. “Take it out,” I say, pulling my hair tie from my wrist and tying my hair up.

  “Bossy,” he chuckles.

  I lift up to stand and drop to my knees. He unzips his shorts and pushes them down his hips. My mouth waters. Pit is a girthy man. Sucking him off is a workout in itself, but I’m up for the job.

  With a smile, I lick the precum from the crown as I hold my hands behind my back. He sucks in a breath. Hovering over him, I allow my saliva to drip down on him before I bring my hands up and start to work him with my palms. He narrows his eyes as he watches me.

  I tip my head to the left and wink before I suck on the side of his shaft. I make a hissing, sucking sound before I spit on him and cover him in my saliva. He groans and starts to push his shorts the rest of the way off. I back up and play with my breasts for him as he gets naked from the waist down.

  I spit between my breasts and move back to place his dick between them. He slides through with ease. He begins to pant and tears his shirt off, tossing it aside. I lower my head and start to suck as I work his dick with my boobs.

  He thrusts his hips up and wraps my ponytail around his fist. He growls and throws his head back on the couch. Releasing my breasts, I start to deep-throat him.

  “Shit, that’s so fucking good. You’re so perfect.”

  I smile around him and suck harder. As a reward for his words, I take him to the back of my throat. His hold in my ponytail tightens, and he pushes down, causing me to make that gagging sound he loves.

  “Yes, suck that shit, baby. Your mouth is so good,” he moans.

  I drag my tongue up his underside and twirl it around his crown, once, twice, three times. When I start to bob again, I look at him through my lashes. He releases a loud groan in answer to the slurping and sucking sounds I make. I want to make him extra wet to let him titty fuck me again.

  “Mayven,” he bellows when I spit on his balls and go to give them some attention too.

  I never get to wrap my breasts around him though. He lifts me and turns my back to him. Pit yanks my shorts and panties down my legs.

  “Impatient much,” I taunt.

  “I want to practice making those babies. Now sit on my cock so I can fill you with my cum.”

  My pussy pulses. The way he says that is so hot. I straddle his thighs and allow him to bring me down onto him.

  I’m so full, I feel it in my ass and back. I drop my head forward and inhale as I lower. I moan.

  He reaches for my face to bring my head back against his shoulder. Will bands his arm across my breasts and buries his face in my neck.

  I bounce and rock on him. It feels so good. We’re moving at just the right pace. I pause and grind my hips. It gets so good I end up in a slow whine, savoring the way he pulses in me. I bring my feet up and plant them on the couch on the sides of his thighs.

  “Yeah,” he says in that deep husky growl.

  It rumbles through my entire body. I’m spread out, bouncing up and down like a flog. He takes over from the bottom, not able to help himself. I smile. My man always needs to be in control.

  I thrash my head back and forth on his shoulder. I can’t help screaming his name and repeating the word yes. When I look up at him as he thrusts into me, I go breathless. His green eyes zone in on mine. I cup the side of his face.

  “I love you,” I pant.

  “I love you too.”

  His words are my trigger. I explode all around him. He reaches between my legs and rubs me to prolong my climax.

  Instead, he causes multiples that cause me to black out.

  Pit

  * * *

  I look down at Mayven passed out on my chest. I’m still hard, pulsing inside her. I wouldn’t want to be anywhere else.

  “Life is changing,” I murmur more to myself.

  I need to start looking for a house. My loft is meant for a bachelor. My sons will need room to stretch out and grow. Mayven needs room for all her shoes, wigs, and cars.

  Yeah, it may be time to move back to Bridge Lake. I swore I’d never move back among the elite. I hate everything those people represent.

  I run the backs of my fingers down Mayven’s cheek. “Yeah, but for you. I’d do anything.”

  I smile. I know exactly where we’re going to live.

  Chapter 31

  Man to Man

  Pit

  * * *

  “Don’t say anything stupid,” I mutter to myself as I rub my thumb into my opposite palm.

  I sit before the mayor’s desk feeling more like it’s a firing squad. He was supposed to be here thirty minutes ago. With each passing minute, I think an inch more of the lining of my stomach is eaten by acid.

  I don’t know why I wasn’t surprised to get a call from Mayven’s dad. He asked me to come and see him in his office. I’ve been dreading this meeting since that call.

  “Thank you for waiting,” Mayor Jennings says as he enters his office where I’m waiting. I stand. “Please sit.”

  “Thanks,” I say and retake my seat, blowing out a breath.

  I’m never nervous, but this is about Mayven. Since I was little something has always come along to fuck up my happiness. Most times it was my dad. With him out of the picture, I thought I could have this one thing.

  “Should I call you Will?”

  “If you want. Most people call me Pit.”

  “Yes, this is what I hear. Did they offer you anything to drink?”

  “Yes, I’m fine.”

  He opens his suit jacket and takes a seat behind his desk. Mayor Jennings is a well-put-together man. His suit is finely tailored, and he has a fresh cut.

  He doesn’t come off as a sleazy politician no matter what I know about his past. I also happen to know he’s done a lot for Bridge Lake and in turn has become the mayor of Vander City.

  A lot of the business owners in Vander got incentive to live in Bridge Lake because of Mayor Jennings. That won a lot of people over and got them behind him when he campaigned for the change in office.

  “I’m going to be frank with you. I asked Mayven to meet with you and she refused. I figured as a man, you wouldn’t mind coming to share your intensions if you’re serious about her,” he says.

  My heart sinks. Why would she refuse? We’ve been going strong since the assholes’ trip. We’ve only been back a few days, but she doesn’t go to bed without snuggling into my side and telling me she loves me.

  You’re not good enough.

  I clench my fist as my father’s voice tries to creep in. I’ve never given a fuck what anyone thinks of me, but this matters. Mayven matters.

  “I’m going to be frank as well. I love your daughter. I believe I have for a long time. She’s amazing and I would love nothing more than to make her my wife someday soon,” I reply.

  He’s silent. Those accessing eyes locked on me. I don’t cower.

  “My daughter can be difficult. I’ve watched her fall in and out of relationships so quickly. What makes you think you’ll be able to get her to settle down with you?”

 
“With all due respect, sir. They weren’t me.”

  I say the words with confidence I don’t feel. I’ve watched Skittles date guys and toss them aside in no time. Most of them got kicked to the curb over Kelex, which is why I swore they had something going.

  “And what makes you so different?”

  I swallow and wipe my hands on my slacks. Yeah, I put on slacks for this shit, but that’s what makes me different. I’m willing to do whatever she needs from me.

  “Mr. Mayor, Mayven is a brilliant and gorgeous woman. She has a beautiful heart, and she looks out for those she loves. I didn’t have that growing up.

  “Your daughter has taught me how to love and trust. Something that’s hard for me. She’s brought some of my best friends into my life. She makes me a better man.

  “What makes me different… she was made for me and I was made to be hers. We fit. I don’t have to change who I am for her, but I’m willing to. Especially when it makes me better,” I say.

  “Um.” He regards me for a bit. “Love is a funny thing, Pit. When you find it you should cherish it. Make sure you and Mayven are on the same page. I don’t want to see my little girl hurt.”

  “I would never hurt her. I’d give my life for that woman to be happy.”

  “Love is a two-way street. Well, I have a meeting to get to. Thank you for your time,” he says and holds a hand out as if to dismiss me.

  I stand and go to leave. “Oh, Pit.”

  I turn and look over my shoulder. “Yeah?”

  “I almost lost her once. I won’t allow that to happen again. Have a good day.”

  I work my jaw and turn to leave. Nothing about this meeting sits right with me. I’m questioning everything.

  Maybe my father is right.

  * * *

  ***

  * * *

  I’ve been in the basement of the bar since I left the mayor’s office. I don’t want to be around anyone. These demons are mine to deal with.

  I can’t seem to get my thoughts together. What if Mayven’s father is right and I’m some passing fling? We started this in a weird place. It all could blow up in my face. I growl as I push with everything I have to get these weights back up.