Total pages in book: 86
Estimated words: 79374 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 397(@200wpm)___ 317(@250wpm)___ 265(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 79374 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 397(@200wpm)___ 317(@250wpm)___ 265(@300wpm)
“Gets old,” was all the explanation Bear gave for the sudden intrusion, although it wasn’t his first. “Besides, my place here is better.” Which was true. His apartment he’d built in the garage was ten times the size of his room at the club.
“So you gotta bring everyone?”
“Fuck, don’t get your panties in a twist. Thought you’d be liking us around after being alone with your crazy thoughts and porn for so long.”
“King’s got another year. Some sort of fight,” I said on an exhale.
“Fuck, man.” He stubbed out his cigarette and glanced across the yard to Dre, watching her every move. Suddenly, I had the desire to push my thumbs into his eye sockets.
Dre’s black hair was still wet and slicked back off her forehead. A wet spot formed in the middle of the back of her white shirt, exposing the strap of her red bra. She took a sip from a red cup while she chatted and smiled with one of the Bastard prospects. Some young kid that was about to meet a quick and hasty end if he even so much as touched my girl.
MY girl?
Where the fuck did that come from?
As if she felt us staring at her, she looked over her shoulder and I was met with a very familiar pair of dark-brown eyes.
Correction. Dark-brown, ANGRY-AS-FUCK, eyes.
Well, she wasn’t the only one who was fucking angry.
“Ain’t shit we can do about it, man,” Bear said. “Although, I’m thinking she can make me feel a fuck of a lot better.”
I popped my jaw when the prospect leaned over to whisper something in Dre’s ear. Maybe when she let me fuck my craziness away I somehow managed to fuck her common sense out of her, because when she leaned back and laughed at whatever the motherfucker said to her, I saw red. I popped my jaw from side to side, again.
I was going to fuck the sense back into her.
Bear was about to wonder why I was dragging his new BBB off by her hair into the house, when Wolf came over and whispered in his ear. “Duty fucking calls, man,” Bear said, pointing again to Dre. “I see the way you’re looking at her. Don’t start without me. I want in on this one.” Bear swallowed the contents of the shot Wolf just passed him. With a slap on my back he disappeared with Wolf into the shadows of the car port, where three other of his brothers were waiting for them.
I wasted no time making a beeline toward Dre and when she saw me coming, her eyes widened and her mouth fell open. When she realized her mistake in showing her emotions she slapped a mask over her face, but it was too late. I’d already seen her fear and my cock was already hard because of it.
I couldn’t blame her.
She should’ve been afraid.
VERY fucking afraid.
CHAPTER THIRTY-THREE
DRE
“What the fuck?” I shrieked, as I was lifted up by the waist and hoisted over Preppy’s shoulder. He stomped off into the shadows, away from the house. He carried me into the garage, passed tarp covered vehicles, then through another door in the very back, which led to a small cluttered apartment of sorts. I pounded my fists onto his back and screamed at him to put me down.
Preppy kicked the door shut and bent at the waist, tossing me off of his shoulder, my back slamming against the door as I stumbled on my feet. Preppy loosened his bow tie then closed the distance between us. His body pressed up against mine. His knee between my legs didn’t afford me much room to escape. I hated that my body didn’t understand its reaction to him, my dampened panties weren’t welcome. It didn’t get that I was angry. All it understood was that Preppy was near and because of that, my clit thrummed with excitement when what I really wanted to do was pummel him.
“What the fuck do you think you’re doing out there with that kid?” Preppy snarled.
“Wait? You’re pissed…at ME?” I asked in disbelief. “You aren’t allowed to be pissed. I’m the one that’s fucking pissed!” I hissed, trying to rise off the door, but Preppy placed his hands on both sides of my head and pushed his hard body against mine. His cool breath on my face. His angry eyes looking down into mine.
I laughed. I laughed because the entire situation was so ridiculous that it was funny. I stopped laughing when Preppy pinned me with his hips against the door. “What’s so fucking funny?” he growled.
I was so tired of being the stupid girl who made nothing but stupid decisions. “I know you think differently than most people, Preppy, and honestly it’s one of the things I love about you. But I never thought that after everything, you’d think it was a good idea to pimp me out to Bear and his club.”