“Is that it?” Whizz asked abruptly.
“Yeah.”
The call ended. Curse stared at his cell believing he’d made a mistake. Closing his bedroom door he threw his cell on the drawer top followed by his keys. He kept the bottle of brandy in his hand.
Noise from the bed drew his attention. The woman who’d been fucking his cock earlier was lying in his bed. She smiled at him, stretching her arms above her head.
“Hey, baby. I was wondering when you were going to get back. I’ve missed you.” She rolled off the bed and stood tall. She was naked, and her pussy was bare of any hair. Mia had a thin sheath of pubic hair covering her pussy. Curse liked his women to actually look like women.
“What the fuck are you doing in my room?” he asked, taking a long gulp from his bottle.
“I thought you’d want me when you got whatever was bugging you out of your system.” She ran her hands up his body, giggling. “My pussy needs a nice big cock to satisfy it.”
Images of Mia entered his mind. At the beginning she’d been so into their sex, but then when he was finished, she’d cut him off. Curse hated the fact she hadn’t come. If the boys ever found out they’d make his life hell. They all had a reputation to uphold, and being good in the sack was one of those rumors they liked to keep true.
“And you think your pussy is the one that’s going to satisfy me?” He brushed her off, going toward his bed. Sitting down, he kicked his shoes off.
She was not deterred by his anger. Curse couldn’t even remember her name. There were so many women hanging around the clubhouse and the tit club that he forgot most of their names. He remembered the ones who were important, Phoebe, Lexie, Judi, the kids’ names, and he also knew the names of The Skulls’ women. The ones who deserved his respect rather than the ones he only needed to fuck.
“I can give you what you need.”
Her body was all hard curves and bones. Curse wasn’t attracted to her in the slightest. In fact, the sight of her skeleton turned him the fuck off.
“Get the fuck out of my room, and if you come in here again I’ll have the club ban you.”
“But I have to give the men whatever they want.”
“This man doesn’t want you. Back the fuck off, or else I’ll make sure all the men keep a wide berth of you.”
He stood tall, ignoring her as he headed toward his bathroom.
“Seriously, you don’t want to fuck me? All men want to fuck me.” She folded her arms underneath her breasts looking stern.
“Really? You think you’re that irresistible? Sorry, baby, you’re sadly mistaken. There are a lot better looking women out there. Now, get the fuck out before I throw you out of the clubhouse and you walk home naked.”
Going into the bathroom, he heard the bedroom door slam. He still didn’t know her name and couldn’t give a fuck. His thoughts returned to the raven haired beauty who he’d fucked without a condom. Before she did something to anger him, he’d have to get to her early the next morning.
****
Mia placed tea and toast onto a tray along with her mother’s medication for the morning. Soon she’d be back to the peak of healthy, but until then, providing for them was left to Mia. Running fingers through her hair, she carried the tray through to the sitting room. Her mother was sat on the sofa, reading a book. She smiled the moment Mia entered. Only when her mother had the energy did she move from her bedroom downstairs; otherwise she stayed in her room.
“Hey, Mom,” Mia said.
“Darling, I heard you get in a little late last night. Was everything okay?”
“Yeah, a little late in closing is all. I’m about to head out for the day. I’ve got several houses scheduled to clean today, and I’ve got to head out straight away,” she said, kissing her mother’s cheek. “Let me know if you need anything else.”
“Honey, I hate this. You need to be out finding men and falling in love.”
Smiling at her mother, Mia shook her head. “I’m happy doing what I do. Rest and get better.”
She grabbed her bag and apron and headed out. Wearing a pair of ratty old jeans and a black shirt meant she could clean whatever needed cleaning. Glancing down at her watch she didn’t have time to head to the pharmacy, and she marked it in her mind for later today. Owning a car was an unnecessary expense and one she couldn’t afford. The sun was shining, and she pulled her hair into a ponytail as she got to the first house. Jerry was a nice man with a young wife and a couple of kids. He paid well even though she was sure he was one of the pimps in the town.
Jerry opened the door while he was on the phone.