Man of Steel(37)

“Eee Yikes.” I reached out and grabbed her as she jumped and almost fell into the wall behind her.

“Take it easy sweetheart.”

“Hayden you almost gave me a heart attack.”

“Sorry about that, listen the guys are here so cover up before you come down.” She wears these short sexy robes after her bath that usually makes my dick hard. No way I wanted anyone else getting any of that action. I pulled her in for a kiss and she plastered her front to mine.

“Umm…” She groaned into my mouth even as she rubbed herself against me, pure torture.

“Babe don’t start, the boys are here.” She made her sex kitten noise and that was all it took. Taking her lips once more I found her heat with my fingers and sunk them in. With my thumb on her swollen clit I fingered her while sucking on her tongue. She was in heat for sure if the sounds she made were any indication, not to mention the way she rode my fingers. You’d think I hadn’t fucked her in days instead of just a short hour ago.

“Shit, hold on. Put your hand in your mouth baby.” As soon as she stuffed her fist into her mouth I sucked down hard on her nipple, went after her G-spot with two fingers while pressing down on her clit. It wasn’t long before she was flooding my hand and squealing around the fingers in her mouth. I pulled my fingers out of her as she slumped forward onto my chest.

I licked her juices from my fingers but that little taste wasn’t enough. Pushing her back I knelt on the marble floor outside the shower stall and lifted her leg so I could sink my tongue into her. She damn near scalped me when I started tongue fucking her while holding her ass still in my hands.

After I’d brought her off again for the second time in five minutes, I got to my feet again. “Hold that thought babe let me go see what the guys want.” I tried really hard not to look at her face, that look in her eyes would only have me brushing off the guys for a quick fuck and I didn’t have time.

“Shit, I have to brush my teeth.”

“Why?”

“I can’t have a meet with pussy on my breath, those fucks will never let me live it down.” She howled with laughter and closed the door going back to her shower.

After I’d cleaned myself up, I headed back down where a couple more of my crew had arrived. I picked up on the atmosphere right away but since no one was saying anything, I decided to play their game.

I know my men, so I knew there was something brewing, but I could tell from the way they were trying so hard to appear relaxed that they needed time to tell me whatever it was that was on their minds. Each man had a beer so I reached into the cooler for one myself.

“Damn bro, the least you could do is change.” Stryder grinned at me before taking a sip of his beer.

“The fuck you talking about?” He gestured with his bottle and I looked down at my front, which was wet in all the places she’d rubbed herself. It didn’t take a genius to figure out where the water had come from.

“Shut the fuck up. Now, somebody wanna tell me what the fuck is going on?

“It’s about Deanna.” Stryder took the lead after a minute of silence.

“My ex, what about her?” I stood at attention, not that I really gave much of a fuck about her, but anything to do with her involved my kid. Ever since the BBQ a few weeks ago we’ve been steering clear of each other. She hadn’t pulled any of her usual stunts, which come to think of it, was a bit off.

“She’s dealing with that fuck again it looks like. Holly’s detail picked up on it last week, but he’s been changing up shit so we weren’t sure it was really him until now. He changed his hair color and everything.”

“Show me.” I knew they wouldn’t come to me with this shit without some sort of proof to back it up. Deke passed me an envelope, which I tore into. There was a sheaf of documents in there and I started with the first.

Three paragraphs in I was headed for the door. I didn’t even take the time to tell Lily I was leaving out but called her from the truck as I pulled out of my driveway. In the rearview I saw my crew following behind as was to be expected.

“Hayden?” She answered on the first ring a sound of surprise in her voice. She was probably wondering why the fuck I was calling her from downstairs. “Yeah baby sorry, something came up; I have to make a run right quick. Can you do me a solid and make sure princess’s room is ready?”

“Yeah, sure; everything okay?”

“I’ll fill you in when I get back babe. No driving and talking remember?”

“Okay, see you soon.”





I reached my destination in twenty minutes and slammed out of the truck. I was beyond pissed but kept myself in check. I rarely let my kid see the ugly side of me. At three years old her world is nothing but ponies and butterflies. It’s one of the reasons I work my ass off doing what I do, so she never wants for anything, neither material nor emotional. It would be really fucked for me to take care only of the external shit and fuck her up internally.