“Who’s the one needing freaking panties shoved into his mouth now?”my mind offers.
Then there’s sweet nothing when Fatal is lifting off me to grip my hips as he slowly pumps in and out.His cock is slightly softening and it feels like he’s making sure he’s filled the condom to the brim.I shudder, pussy clenching through what feels like a micro-orgasm as an aftereffect.Shit.I don’t think any sexual encounter I had in the past can measure up to this one.Chemistry is everything, I guess.
I whimper when he pulls out and instantly reaches for my mouth to pull the fabric out.
Fatal smacks my ass.“Delicious snug cunt.Good thing you’re club property.”
Anger flows through me, completely muting the sweet serenity he just fucked me in.
“You’re an asshole,” I seethe.
Fatal smirks as he rips the condom from his dick and throws it in the direction of the trash can.“An asshole who had you begging around your own panties a few seconds ago.”
I shrug.“Your cock might hit the right spot, but the rest of you sucks.”
Loud pounding on the door draws our attention, along with the words, “Prez, we’ve got company.”
Fatal shoves his cock back into his jeans and zips up.I awkwardly shove my skirt down and feel weird with my ripped stockings and no underwear.
Scooping up my bag, I grumble, “I need a shower.”
“Head into my room, you know where it is.It’s where you will be staying from here on out,” Fatal states as he opens the door.
“Melon’s buddies are standing at the gates,” someone says.
“Melon?”I wonder.
Fatal glances my way and states, “You’ve only seen pieces of him on my boot.”
I wrinkle my nose.“Ew.I sure hope his buddies didn’t come here to pick up the pieces.”
Huck laughs while my mind is still stuck on the name and it’s why I mumble in afterthought, “Did his head at least explode like a melon so he stayed true to his name?”
More laughter from others around us.
“Do you think it’s wise to share this kind of shit?”
“Calm down, Heart,” Fatal replies.“Norie is club property and here to stay.She’s Swade’s daughter.”
“Verdict pending DNA results,” I grumble and let my gaze slide to a TV screen behind the bar, showing three guys standing in front of the gates.
“We’re going to discuss this later,” Heart states.“First we need to deal with this.”
Fatal nods.“Let’s get our guns back and kick these fuckers out of town.”
Yikes, that sure doesn’t sound peachy.“Good luck.I’m going to hit the shower.”
Without waiting for a reply, I stride down the hallway and enter the room I slept in last night.I close the door behind me and flip the lock.Taking my bag into the bathroom, I take out my black yoga pants, and a pink sweaterdress.First, I need to shower and get dressed before I plan my escape.
I sigh in contentment when the hot water rains down on me.Reaching for the tiny shampoo bottle I always carry with me, I make quick work of washing my hair.A few minutes later I’m done and rubbing myself dry with a fluffy towel.
Another handful of minutes later I walk into the bedroom with my bag over my shoulder.There’s no way I’m going to crawl out of a window.When I walked to the room before, I saw a door down the hallway and that’s where I’m going, hoping I can escape through the yard.
Once I’m out of the building I notice the whole backyard is surrounded by a high fence.Great.I turn to open the door and go back inside, only to find it locked.I have no other choice but to round the building...and that’s where things fuck up...again.
