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“Yeah, none of the girls have ever fucked Lick. It’s always been oral for everyone.”

How is that possible?

Going up to the prison to see my father did not go as I had planned. He all but begged me to take this opportunity. I should have just told him that I still didn’t have word on Betsy’s kids. It would have saved me a lot of heartache. And then I shot myself in the foot when I opened my big mouth and mentioned Jenni.

“She sounds like she’s a good woman, son. One you should be proud of. It isn’t every day you see a woman with so much heart wanting to do right by those she doesn’t know.”

Pulling up to the club, I’m relieved once my engine shuts off. I’ve had a shit day, and all I want to do is get me a beer and head to my room. I can tell The Fallen are here by the vehicles in the parking lot. They know most of us are gone, so the only reason why they’re here is to drink for fucking free.

As soon as I hear them laughing, I know my plans are shot to shit. Rubbing the back of my neck, I stand in the hallway listening to shit I don’t need to hear. Fucking bitches. All they do is fucking gossip about their sexual conquests. Guys don’t sit around and talk about the shit we do with the bitches in our lives. We fuck, and the guys know we fuck, so there’s no reason to sit around a fucking coffee table discussing that shit. Do we sit and tell our friends how loose some chick’s cunt is? No, because, we don’t care. We get the job done.

The giggling makes me gag. Fucking bitches think they can sit in our fucking clubhouse drinking our fucking booze that we pay for?

“Seriously?”

Her voice has me stopping in my tracks. Fucking Jenni’s voice.

“Yeah, not to my knowledge anyway,” I hear Scarlett say. “Lick’s all for group shit. He loves to fucking watch us with each other, and us with other guys, but I’ve never felt his dick in my pussy,” Poppy tells her. “It’s a damn shame, too. If he can work his cock like he can work his tongue, he’d be the best fuck of my life.”

That Heather bitch laughs. “It seems like you guys may have a shallow pool to choose from around here. This is one of the smallest clubs I’ve ever seen.”

“Small can be good,” Jenni tells them, her words slurred. Sounds like she’s had one too many drinks. Taking another step, I slink around the corner to see them sprawled out on the couches, several empty pitchers litter the table along with large bottles of alcohol.

“Not when you’re talking about cock,” Scarlet replies.

“Geez, woman, when was the last time you got laid?” Heather asks.

She rolls her eyes. “Too long to count.” Scarlett turns to Jenni. “What about you?” When was the last time you got laid? You’ve been here, what six months? I didn’t hear you deny any involvement with Cruise. Is he the one wetting your whistle?”

Has there been shit going on with Jenni and that fuck face? I swear to all that is holy, he better not have touched her. I take another step closer.

“What? No! Not Cruise.”

“Then who?” Kimmy pushes. “You can’t say that you’ve been without dick for the past six months.”

Jenni puts down her glass and stands. Her body wobbles from side to side as she tries to steady her balance. “Not Cruise.”

“Then who? Heather has a point, there aren’t that many fish in this pond. Are you into the old guys?” Britt asks.

“No one,” Jenni announces.

“No one?” Poppy asks.

“Yeah, no one.”

“How can you go without sex for this long? Six months is a long time to go without.”

“Try twenty plus years,” she confesses.

“Wait, what?” Heather asks. “You’ve never had sex?”

Jenni’s shoulders drop. “No, I’ve never had sex.” She looks at Heather. “Remember, I’m a daughter of a Southern Baptist pastor. Sex was never in the cards. No boy or man would ever touch me back home. It was like a cardinal sin or something. And no one tickled my fancy at college. So no, other than my battery-operated friends, no dick has had the pleasure of sinking into this pussy.”

I’m shocked as shit. I’ve always known she has an innocence about her, but she and I don’t talk about shit like that. I’m not gonna lie, it’s hot as fuck. Just more proof that she’s too precious for this place. Once word gets out that she’s pure and untainted, the guys are going to be circling like fucking vultures, and Cruise is going to be leading the fucking flock. My life has just gotten a whole hell of a lot more complicated. There’s not a thing I won’t do to make sure she stays true to herself. I need to make sure she doesn’t get swept up in this life. I need to make sure she doesn’t end up like the club whores, or someone’s old lady.

Unless she’s mine.

“What are you doing?”