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on his chest. Could it be possible for
her to see him one day? Pussy didn’t know the answer, and he didn’t care. He’d
have her any way he could get her.
    “I’ll take it slow. I know this is your first time.”
    “Are you going to eat my pussy?” she asked. Her cheeks
were a lovely shade of red. He wondered what he could do to her in order to
have her all a nice shade of red.
    Removing his jacket, he threw it to the bed. Taking
his cell phone out of his pocket, he turned it off so he wouldn’t be called
away from taking time with her body.
    “What are you doing?”
    During the hours they were together, he’d noticed she
hated silence. She’d ask questions or say stuff to fill in any gaps.
    “I’m turning my phone off. I don’t want the club
interrupting me. Tonight is all about you, and if I have to answer my phone,
then it stops being about you and all about them.”
    “I wouldn’t mind, if you had to answer the call.”
    “When I start eating your pussy, Sasha, I’m not going
to want to stop.” He gave her his full attention. “Now, I’m going to ask you
one more time, do you want to do this?
    She stayed still for the longest time, frowning. How
could she not see? Her eyes were filled with so much emotion, and yet she
didn’t even know what he looked like.
    “Yes, I want to do this.” She started to fumble with
her shirt. Reaching out, he placed his palm over her shaking hands, and she
immediately stopped.
    “There’s no rush for us to do anything,” he said. Stop it, you fucking idiot. You want her. Stop
giving her reasons not to want you.
    “Pussy, I want this. Please, I’ve spent the last four
years feeling like I can’t do anything. Don’t take away the few hours of
pleasure you’ve promised me.”
    “You’re a virgin,” he said.
    What the fuck are you doing?
    “You’re not. You know what you’re doing. Can’t you
take the lead and do what you always do with women?” she asked.
    He didn’t want to treat her like he did other women.
    Stop being a pussy and give her what she wants.
    Fisting his palms at his side, he reached out to cup
her face.
    “I only ask one thing,” she said.
    “What is it?” he asked.
    “Talk to me all the way through. I hate silence, and
it makes me nervous.”
    Pussy smiled. “You want me to talk dirty to you.”
    “Yes. Tell me what you’re doing.”
    “I can do that, baby.” He tugged off his shirt. Taking
hold of her hand, he pressed her palm to his chest. “I’ve taken my shirt off.
You can touch me now and feel how naked I am.”
    He watched her lick her lips.
    “Do you have tattoos?” she asked.
    “Yeah.”
    “Tell me about them.”
    Taking hold of her hand, he pushed her palm up to his
left arm. “I’ve got the Chaos Bleeds symbol here. It’s a skull-and-crossbones,
metallic in appearance. Quite a few of the guys have this symbol on their
bodies.” Down he went to around his wrist. “I thought it was ironic to have a
pair of cuffs inked around my wrists. I’m not held by the law, but I’m held by
my club. I’d do anything for them.”
    “Even go to prison.”
    “Sasha, I’d die for the club, that’s how serious this
commitment is.”
    “Would they do the same for you?” she asked.
    “Yes, they would.”
    “How can you be so sure?”
    “I know my club. We’ve been through a lot together to
get here. They wouldn’t stop there if they didn’t have to.” He let her stroke
the inside of his wrists. Pussy refused to think about why. The feel of her
fingers lightly touching his skin made him feel alive in ways he didn’t think
was possible, especially to him. For so long he’d been taking his pleasure from
endless women without any care for them. He cared what Sasha felt.
    With her first time, he wished to make it as memorable
as possible.
    Be real, you don’t want any other man to touch what’s yours.
    In such a short space of time Sasha had gone from
being “the blind girl” to someone more. Devil was right.