And Coop looked just like me so I couldn’t fucking deny him, not that I wanted to. Since she told me she was pregnant, she’s been trying to get in with me. Sure, I’ve fucked her a couple of times, why the hell not, it was free pussy. I didn’t want shit from her. I was only grateful she gave me my boy.
Stalking over to the couch in the main room of the clubhouse, she sat snorting powder haphazardly draped over the guy next to her; I couldn’t believe I was stuck with this woman in my life forever. She looked up at me, eyes dilated, completely high.
“Hey, Honey.” She smiled as much as she could and tried to get her bearings.
“Don’t come to my room. Stay the fuck out here and away from me.”
“I wanna see my boy,” she whined, but it didn’t mean shit to me. I was done with this bitch.
“No, you can see him tomorrow. Till then, stay the fuck away.” Turning away, Mel said a few words that I didn’t catch, nor did I fucking care. I had a Princess that needed attention.
Walking into my room, I couldn’t help but smile seeing Princess lying in my bed covered from head to toe with my blankets, making me hard a-fucking-gain. I needed to be inside of her, but I had beaten the shit out her and fucked her good already. She needed to sleep.
Checking in on Cooper, I was glad to see that he was sound asleep. Coop has always been a great sleeper; not much could wake the boy up. That was good considering God knows what happened at his mom’s place.
After locking the door and stripping, I climbed into bed, pulling this beautiful woman into my body. As she melted into me, I knew I’d made the right decision to hang on to this one.
Bang… bang… bang “What the fuck?” Princess groaned from underneath me. Somehow during the night she laid on her back, with my body draped across hers. Having this little interruption when I could have my dick inside her again was not making me happy.
“Hang on, Baby.” Scooting out of bed, I threw my jeans on, not bothering to button them.
Pulling the door open, I was confronted immediately with a very angry G.T. “What the fuck is going on here?” he said, as he barged in the room, his eyes landing on the woman clutching the sheet around her naked body in my bed.
“G.T., calm down, you’re gonna wake up my boy.”
Princess sat up in bed, her eyes growing wide as a strangled gasp came from her lips, but remaining quiet. She was a grown fucking adult and had no reason to feel embarrassed.
“Princess, what the hell is going on here?” G.T. moved to her side of the bed kneeling down to the floor, his eyes turning soft for his sister.
Princess stared at her brother attempting to open her mouth, but nothing came out. As her eyes found mine, they flickered, not telling me much of anything, but as she looked back at her brother the words fell from her lips. “Get me out of here.”
Moving away from the door; I’d be damned if she was pushing me away. “Princess, you’re not going anywhere.” I stood at the end of the bed staring down at her. Her head bowed low to her chest.
“Yes. I am.” Her voice was a quiet whisper. This was not the Princess that I met yesterday. This one was timid, lost, and I didn’t fucking like it one bit. This was not the fierce bombshell I knew.
“Baby…” my words were cut off abruptly when G.T. stood toe-to-toe with me, so close I could smell the stale beer on his breath from the night before.
“Don’t!” G.T.’s voice boomed as Princess jumped. “I’m getting her out of here and so help me fucking God, I will pound your ass if you try to stop me.”
“Stop,” Princess’s voice croaked out over the testosterone thickening the air. Both our eyes snapped to hers. “Cruz. It was a mistake. I have to go.” Princess scooted off the edge of the bed as G.T. stood in front of her, his back to her and fierce eyes on me.
“It wasn’t a fucking mistake. You’re damn head’s overthinking again,” I growled, my
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