Page 43 of Property of GQ


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Kelly caught my tongue between her teeth and bit down hard enough to draw blood. I hissed and grabbed her ass. Her eyes bore into mine and I knew my Sassy Girl was ready to defend what belonged to her. Tomboy Kelly was coming out to play. I’d be a fool to get in the way.

I patted her bottom, giving my approval.

Suddenly, her blonde hair whipped into my face as she whirled around, catching me by surprise and Letty. Kelly slammed into the mouth club whore and knocked her onto the ground.

My woman straddled her and slapped her this way and that way. Letty screamed kicking her legs and bucking her hips. Her mini skirt road ups show the world she wasn’t wearing anything under it.

I tried to look away, but I was dog. No many turned away from pussy on full display.

Suzy came running out of the clubhouse and toward Kelly. I almost jumped in front of her but I knew better.

“Get off her!” Suzy yelled and tried to push Kelly off. Her attempt to help Letty only pissed off Kel more. She punched Letty in the face, knocking her out, and turned her attention to Suzy.

My brothers were shouting and yelling, cheering my woman on and it was then that I knew, Kelly would be mine forever.

“You want some of me too, Blondie?” Kelly jumped to her feet, brushed off the dirt, and lunged at Suzy to spook her, and it worked like a charm.

“I don’t have a beef with you. Just trying to help Letty.” Suzy kneeled by a woozy Letty.

“Good,” Kelly said in her usual sweet voice. “Now, if anyone else wants a try at me, let’s go because revved up.” She looked at the other club girls.

“Come on, baby.” I wrapped my arm around her waist. “Let this be a lesson to everyone, my brothers too, Kelly knows how to handle herself. Don’t be a Let-ty,” I said the name the same way Kelly had.

“Yes!” Jefe hollered and whistled. “That’s right! Kelly is a badass!”

Everyone else cheered as we passed them.

“This was the best entertainment we’ve had in a long time,” Slay said.

“I knew I liked Kelly,” Cassandra said next.

Inside the clubhouse, I lifted my woman, and she wrapped her legs around me, and I carried her to my bedroom. I appreciated her not telling me to be careful or to put her down. She let me decide what I could handle. She allowed me to be a man.

“Straight to the shower,” she told me in a demanding tone.

“Yes, ma’am.”

We peeled each other’s clothes off. I eyed her as she looked at my scars. And when she gently kissed them, I could stop tears from forming in my eyes.

“I don’t deserve you,” I whispered, my voice thick with emotion.

“Yes, you do because I deserve you to.” She took my hand and led me into the shower stall. “I’m not falling in love with your body, Gideon. Although, these tattoos on your back are something to be admired. Wow.” Her hands tailed down my shoulders, to my waist, and over my ass.

“You are too good to me.” I couldn’t believe she admitted she was falling in love with me. Why wasn’t I telling her right back that I was in love with her? What was I afraid of?

“It goes both ways.” She turned the water on, and the cool water was soothing. “Just so you know, I’m going to crash hard after my adrenaline drops.”

I joined her under the shower head. “Then we’ll make it a little quicker than I planned because we have the rest of our lives for slow.”

“The rest of our lives? You sound confident.” She put her back against the wall and pulled me toward her. Her leg lifted giving me access. My dick was already pointing at her.

“Damn right I am. I don’t even want to be without you.”

“Are you falling in love with me?” She asked as she licked my scruffy chin. “Maybe a little.”

I drove my cock into her. “Maybe.” What the fuck, GQ? This wasn’t a game. Give her the words she needed to hear. But the L-word would leave my mouth.

So, to distract her, I fucked her and played with her perky, round breast.