Hearing him say that lets me know that I’m making the right decision. “I want to do it for you.”
He shakes his head. “Hell no. It brings back bad memories for you, and I don’t want that shit to be a part of us.”
Just knowing that he cares enough to want this to be good for me, not only my body, but also my soul, makes me love him even more, so I pull out the big guns. “I want to do it. I want to have your cock in my mouth while I make myself come on my fingers.”
Lust fills his eyes, and he takes a step forward. “Are you sure about this, baby girl?”
I reach out and wrap my fingers around his cock, the contact making my already wet pussy gush. “Oh, hell yeah!”
He smiles, placing his hands on my shoulders. “Then start working that pussy.”
I immediately do what he says, using two fingers to rub slow circles over my clit. I put my weight on my other hand and use just my mouth to suck him in, taking him deep into my throat without once feeling an ounce of fear. Within minutes, his hips are bucking and pre-cum is leaking into my mouth. #p#分页标题#e#
What once was disgusting is now fuckin’ delicious. Just the taste of him has me sending my fingers into my pussy, sliding them out as fast as I can. I continue to bob my head, taking him as deep as possible, until I feel his cock start to spasm. When he explodes in my mouth, I slam my fingers deep into me and moan my own release around his dick.
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I leave Jenna sprawled across the bed, dead to the world, and make my way down the hall. When I reach Preach’s room, I swing the door open, not even bothering to knock. I see Preach passed out on the bed with a nearly empty bottle of vodka in his hand. I’m shocked as shit that some bitch isn’t in bed with him, but then again, I guess no one is fuckin’ the girls until the final STD test results are in.
I walk over to him and kick the bed. “Get the fuck up!” I shout, letting anger fill my voice.
Jenna trusts me not to say shit about Daisy, and I won’t break that trust but this fucker is gonna get a beat down, even though he won’t know why. I know I should take it easy on him, because he’s gonna get even more of one when the brothers find out what the fuck he did. You don’t fuck a member’s kid, get her pregnant, and then treat her like shit. That just doesn’t happen.
I know I fucked up with Jenna, but this asshole is even worse than me. I would’ve been by her side if she had gotten pregnant. I would have been there even if she didn’t want me to. Preach is so fucked up when it comes to Daisy, I’m not sure how he’ll react.
Daisy’s all about the sweetness. She is nothing like Jenna; not that my woman can’t be sweet, but she just seems to lean toward the bitch side more often than not. She used to be sweet, but that all changed when I fucked up. I used to think I wanted my sweet Jenna back, but over the last few days, I’ve discovered that I like having a bitch in my bed.
As sweet as Daisy is, she’s stubborn. Every bit as stubborn as Jenna. It took me six years to get Jenna back, and I had to force her then. I’m thinking Daisy will fight it just as hard. I’m thinking she may never give him another chance. I can only hope I’m wrong.
I kick the bed again, and he still doesn’t move, so I reel back and send the bottom of my boot into his ass. Finally, Preach rolls over, landing on the floor.
“Fuckin’ floor,” he mutters, trying to push himself up onto his knees.
I feel my eyebrows go up. Did he seriously just curse the damn floor?
“Get the fuck up!” I shout again.
He pulls himself up and leans against the wall. He then starts to walk back to bed, but stops when he sees me. For few seconds, he just stands there and stares at me, in shock that I’m in his room. He tries to take a step towards me but stumbles and lands against the wall.
“Yo Pres, what’s up?” he slurs.
I say nothing, just take my fist and crush it into his jaw. I don’t let up on the beating until he’s on the floor not moving. When I’m done, I rip off my t-shirt and wipe his blood off me, then walk to the door of his room and yell for a prospect. A minute later, Rum comes strolling down the hall.
When he sees Preach in a heap on the floor, he lets out a low whistle. “What the fuck happened to him?”
I ignore his question. “Call Doc and get his ass over here. Tell him to fix Preach up, but he’s not allowed to give him a fuckin’ thing for pain.”