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Authors: Glenna Maynard
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cunt here, and thinking of Colt sleeping in the bed where he has fucked many other whores is pissing me off.
“I have no excuse I can just promise that it won’t happen again.” He turns my chin towards him, but I don’t want to look at him, if I do I’ll give in too easily. “Want me to burn that motherfucking mattress, I will, I’ll rip down every goddmaned wall in here and make it new for you, for him. I want this to work, I fucking need you.”
Before I can stop myself, my lips are smashing up against his, claiming his promise. So help me if he fucks this up.
When he kisses me, I swear I feel as though the rest of the world disappears. Nothing else matters when I am in his arms and that terrifies me. He continues to nip down my throat. He shows me how easily he gets lost in me too. We are making out on the couch like teenagers. Just when things start to get good Colt wakes from his nap, leaving us both sexually frustrated.
I reluctantly get up and go soothe my boy; he needs his diaper changed too. Striker is watching us wearing a proud smile on his face. I can see the pride in his eyes when he looks at Colt; damn I have been so wrong to him. I owe them both for robbing them of so much time together. But I am going to make up for it.
Striker takes him from my arms and scratches his beard against Colt’s little tummy making him cry out in a fit of giggles. Seeing them together makes me feel so guilty, I hope Striker can forgive me for how I have treated him. Colt is trying to grab onto Striker’s nose. They look so happy with each other. I go into the living room to gather up our stuff and pick up the mess we made, allowing them a moment together.
8
Romeo
I have been texting Baby all morning, after her and Colt left this morning, Grim called me. Said he needs me to travel back to Tennessee to meet with Gary about this moonshine business. The timing couldn’t be worse. I can’t take the kids with me, and if Baby can’t take the week off to stay at my place, shits gonna’ be fucked. I could call my sister Shelley but she isn’t on my top list of go to people. We haven’t had the best relationship. She thinks I am biker trash.
I don’t have to leave until after Rebel and Rumor get hitched, but fuck. I guess it is time I tell Grim LL left me; maybe Sunshine could help Baby with the kids so I can handle business. I wanted to wait until I found out whom the cocksucker is that was selling LL dope first though.
Pulling up behind the Roadhouse with the kids in my truck, I see Baby coming down the stairs of the garage, with Striker carrying Colt. Good for them. I grip the steering wheel; he better not hurt her again. My cell phone rings, “Speak,” I wait for Five-O to fill me in, though I wasn’t expecting to hear back so quickly.
“Got a hit on the car, it was spotted at a motel near Devil’s Pike about an hour ago.”
“Thanks man.” I end the call and take the kids into the Roadhouse, maybe Rumor can watch the kids today, I hate to interrupt Baby after she had to stay the night last night and looks like her and Striker have plans.
Rumor is just getting ready to head home so she is happy to take the kids for a few hours. Thank fuck, I sure as hell don’t want to call Shelley but I will if I have to.
Striker
“Do you want to ride with Colt and me, or do you want me to follow you?” Baby asks as she gets Colt buckled into the car. I shake my head; no way is my kid going to ride around in a hot pink mustang all the time.
“You can follow me, gotta’ run by my mom’s real quick. Besides, I’m not riding in that pussy wagon.” I clown her.
“Don’t hate.” She hoots sliding into the driver’s seat.
I really don’t have to stop at my mom’s place, I am hoping she can keep Colt while I take Baby with me to get my ink done.
Glancing in my side mirror, I love seeing Baby following behind me. When we get to mom’s she has company, Cowboy is in town. He is actually a really good
“I have no excuse I can just promise that it won’t happen again.” He turns my chin towards him, but I don’t want to look at him, if I do I’ll give in too easily. “Want me to burn that motherfucking mattress, I will, I’ll rip down every goddmaned wall in here and make it new for you, for him. I want this to work, I fucking need you.”
Before I can stop myself, my lips are smashing up against his, claiming his promise. So help me if he fucks this up.
When he kisses me, I swear I feel as though the rest of the world disappears. Nothing else matters when I am in his arms and that terrifies me. He continues to nip down my throat. He shows me how easily he gets lost in me too. We are making out on the couch like teenagers. Just when things start to get good Colt wakes from his nap, leaving us both sexually frustrated.
I reluctantly get up and go soothe my boy; he needs his diaper changed too. Striker is watching us wearing a proud smile on his face. I can see the pride in his eyes when he looks at Colt; damn I have been so wrong to him. I owe them both for robbing them of so much time together. But I am going to make up for it.
Striker takes him from my arms and scratches his beard against Colt’s little tummy making him cry out in a fit of giggles. Seeing them together makes me feel so guilty, I hope Striker can forgive me for how I have treated him. Colt is trying to grab onto Striker’s nose. They look so happy with each other. I go into the living room to gather up our stuff and pick up the mess we made, allowing them a moment together.
8
Romeo
I have been texting Baby all morning, after her and Colt left this morning, Grim called me. Said he needs me to travel back to Tennessee to meet with Gary about this moonshine business. The timing couldn’t be worse. I can’t take the kids with me, and if Baby can’t take the week off to stay at my place, shits gonna’ be fucked. I could call my sister Shelley but she isn’t on my top list of go to people. We haven’t had the best relationship. She thinks I am biker trash.
I don’t have to leave until after Rebel and Rumor get hitched, but fuck. I guess it is time I tell Grim LL left me; maybe Sunshine could help Baby with the kids so I can handle business. I wanted to wait until I found out whom the cocksucker is that was selling LL dope first though.
Pulling up behind the Roadhouse with the kids in my truck, I see Baby coming down the stairs of the garage, with Striker carrying Colt. Good for them. I grip the steering wheel; he better not hurt her again. My cell phone rings, “Speak,” I wait for Five-O to fill me in, though I wasn’t expecting to hear back so quickly.
“Got a hit on the car, it was spotted at a motel near Devil’s Pike about an hour ago.”
“Thanks man.” I end the call and take the kids into the Roadhouse, maybe Rumor can watch the kids today, I hate to interrupt Baby after she had to stay the night last night and looks like her and Striker have plans.
Rumor is just getting ready to head home so she is happy to take the kids for a few hours. Thank fuck, I sure as hell don’t want to call Shelley but I will if I have to.
Striker
“Do you want to ride with Colt and me, or do you want me to follow you?” Baby asks as she gets Colt buckled into the car. I shake my head; no way is my kid going to ride around in a hot pink mustang all the time.
“You can follow me, gotta’ run by my mom’s real quick. Besides, I’m not riding in that pussy wagon.” I clown her.
“Don’t hate.” She hoots sliding into the driver’s seat.
I really don’t have to stop at my mom’s place, I am hoping she can keep Colt while I take Baby with me to get my ink done.
Glancing in my side mirror, I love seeing Baby following behind me. When we get to mom’s she has company, Cowboy is in town. He is actually a really good
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