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removed from the club.”
“I’m going, but don’t worry, baby. I’ll be here when you decide you want something better than little miss perfect,” she says, sauntering off.
As she walks away, she looks right at me with a smile on her face, and I realize that she knew I was there the whole time. I have to look away and hide my face, not wanting her to see my tears.
I watch her walk away out of the corner of my eye while I shake with anger. I knew Leah wanted him, she proved that earlier, but I never would have thought she would bring up my mom like that. She knows nothing hurts me worse than hearing about my mom’s hatred for me.
I take a minute to get myself together before walking over to Preach. As soon as he sees me, he pulls me down into his lap. “There’s my Little Flower.”
PREACH
I watch Daisy ride away with her Grams, wishing she could stay with me. No, that’s not true. I don’t want Daisy in my room at the clubhouse; too many club whores have been in there. Shit! I need to get a place for us before her birthday. Somewhere clean, somewhere away from all this shit. She may not know it yet, but her ass is moving in with me the day she turns eighteen.
I wait until her car is out of sight before turning away. I’ve barely made it through the door of the clubhouse, and Leah is already wrapping herself around me again. I smell the liquor on her breath when she starts to whisper in my ear, “Since the little girl’s gone, it’s time to play with a real woman.”
What the fuck is wrong with her? Did I not tell her to fuck off earlier? Hell, I even pushed the bitch, and I’ve never laid a hand on a woman before in my life. Yet here she is, still trying to fuck me. This bitch is a masochist. Before I can push her skank ass off of me, her hand finds my dick and starts to rub. I would like to say that I’m immune to her efforts, but I’m not. I haven’t been laid in nearly two months, and my dick doesn’t care that Leah is a bitch. No, my dick only knows she is a willing lay. According to my brothers, she also knows how to suck cock like a pro. For a second, more like a long moment, I consider letting her give me head. Is a blowjob really cheating? Shaking off my idiotic thoughts, I shove her away. “Don’t fuckin’ touch me.”
Instead of backing away, she comes right back at me, not touching me this time, but only leaving an inch or two between us. “You and Daisy aren’t really together. You can’t be until she turns eighteen. What’s it gonna hurt if you and I have a little fun?”
Her words go right through me and straight to my dick. Are Daisy and I even in a committed relationship? If I got my dick wet, would that be wrong? Looking at her scarcely covered tits, I start to think of how they would look bouncing up and down as she rode my cock. I’m just about to grab the whore’s hand when I see Holt looking over at us from the bar. He stares at me for a moment, taking in the scene between Leah and me. The look of disgust on his face has me turning away from her and making my way to the bar. I need a drink, and I need it now.
“Give me a shot of Jack and a Bud chaser,” I shout to the prospect tending bar.
“Is that how it’s gonna be? Every time Daisy girl is out of sight, you’re gonna be fuckin’ some piece of club ass?” Holt says, moving to the seat next to mine. “Daisy’s my girl. She may not be my granddaughter by blood, but I love her just the same. If you hurt her by fuckin’ that skank of a friend of hers, I’ll make sure she’s never yours.”
I look at him, making sure he sees my anger. “What I do with my dick is none of your fuckin’ business.”
“It is when you’re messing with Daisy.”
I shake my head. “Doesn’t matter who I’m with. It’s still none of your business.”
“You’re one of those, huh? You plan on claiming her, then going on like you don’t have an
“I’m going, but don’t worry, baby. I’ll be here when you decide you want something better than little miss perfect,” she says, sauntering off.
As she walks away, she looks right at me with a smile on her face, and I realize that she knew I was there the whole time. I have to look away and hide my face, not wanting her to see my tears.
I watch her walk away out of the corner of my eye while I shake with anger. I knew Leah wanted him, she proved that earlier, but I never would have thought she would bring up my mom like that. She knows nothing hurts me worse than hearing about my mom’s hatred for me.
I take a minute to get myself together before walking over to Preach. As soon as he sees me, he pulls me down into his lap. “There’s my Little Flower.”
PREACH
I watch Daisy ride away with her Grams, wishing she could stay with me. No, that’s not true. I don’t want Daisy in my room at the clubhouse; too many club whores have been in there. Shit! I need to get a place for us before her birthday. Somewhere clean, somewhere away from all this shit. She may not know it yet, but her ass is moving in with me the day she turns eighteen.
I wait until her car is out of sight before turning away. I’ve barely made it through the door of the clubhouse, and Leah is already wrapping herself around me again. I smell the liquor on her breath when she starts to whisper in my ear, “Since the little girl’s gone, it’s time to play with a real woman.”
What the fuck is wrong with her? Did I not tell her to fuck off earlier? Hell, I even pushed the bitch, and I’ve never laid a hand on a woman before in my life. Yet here she is, still trying to fuck me. This bitch is a masochist. Before I can push her skank ass off of me, her hand finds my dick and starts to rub. I would like to say that I’m immune to her efforts, but I’m not. I haven’t been laid in nearly two months, and my dick doesn’t care that Leah is a bitch. No, my dick only knows she is a willing lay. According to my brothers, she also knows how to suck cock like a pro. For a second, more like a long moment, I consider letting her give me head. Is a blowjob really cheating? Shaking off my idiotic thoughts, I shove her away. “Don’t fuckin’ touch me.”
Instead of backing away, she comes right back at me, not touching me this time, but only leaving an inch or two between us. “You and Daisy aren’t really together. You can’t be until she turns eighteen. What’s it gonna hurt if you and I have a little fun?”
Her words go right through me and straight to my dick. Are Daisy and I even in a committed relationship? If I got my dick wet, would that be wrong? Looking at her scarcely covered tits, I start to think of how they would look bouncing up and down as she rode my cock. I’m just about to grab the whore’s hand when I see Holt looking over at us from the bar. He stares at me for a moment, taking in the scene between Leah and me. The look of disgust on his face has me turning away from her and making my way to the bar. I need a drink, and I need it now.
“Give me a shot of Jack and a Bud chaser,” I shout to the prospect tending bar.
“Is that how it’s gonna be? Every time Daisy girl is out of sight, you’re gonna be fuckin’ some piece of club ass?” Holt says, moving to the seat next to mine. “Daisy’s my girl. She may not be my granddaughter by blood, but I love her just the same. If you hurt her by fuckin’ that skank of a friend of hers, I’ll make sure she’s never yours.”
I look at him, making sure he sees my anger. “What I do with my dick is none of your fuckin’ business.”
“It is when you’re messing with Daisy.”
I shake my head. “Doesn’t matter who I’m with. It’s still none of your business.”
“You’re one of those, huh? You plan on claiming her, then going on like you don’t have an
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