After he was finished with his second game, he picked up the five hundred dollars he'd won, laughed at Rags's scowl, and snaked his way through the crowd as men clapped, gripped, and clasped his arm when he passed by. Spotting a pretty blonde with dark roots swaying to the music, he curled his arm around her waist and pulled her close to him, moving her back and forth while he sung the lyrics in her ear. She giggled and roped her arms around his corded neck, pulling him closer to her.
Soon he had his tongue halfway down her throat as she squirmed, rubbing her full chest against his so he could feel her stiff nipples. His large hands cupped the exposed underside of her butt, and he dug his fingers into her fleshy skin. He was so damn stiff. Not having pussy for four months drove him wild with desire for the stacked blonde, whose pouty pink lips would look good around his cock.
As he kissed her deeply, a soft voice next to him said, "Lela, did you see my phone?" Rock broke away from the blonde, who looked annoyed at the interruption, and stared at another blonde woman with blue eyes and one of the biggest racks he'd ever seen in person. For a split second he wondered if they were fake since they stood up so perfectly and her waist was so small. Deciding that, fake or not, he wanted his face buried in them, he smiled. "What seems to be the problem?"
Lela seemed angry that he'd shifted his attention from her to the new blonde. He saw the sparks of jealousy flash in her eyes and he laughed to himself. It always amused him how many women fought and clawed each other to have his attention when they didn't even know him. Sure, he'd been kissing and touching the ripe cutie, but he hadn't even known her name until her friend had said it. If he played his cards right, he'd be having double the fun with the two of them.
"I'm busy right now, Stacy. I don't know where your phone is." She turned away from her friend and jerked Rock's head down toward her lips. "Now, where were we?"
Stacy gave an exaggerated sigh and turned to leave when Rock grabbed her arm and pulled her back. "Where're you going so fast? Don't you wanna have some fun too?"
At first the two women looked confused. Then when Rock put his arm around both of them, each hand cupping one of their ass cheeks, they laughed as understanding spread across their faces. He kissed each one, drawing them closer to him. "You up for some fun together?"
They seemed nervous, but Rock thought it was more an act so he wouldn't think they were total sluts. Soon they were rubbing their tits against him and kissing him and each other. His dick was so hard that if he didn't release it soon, he was sure it'd break.
Bones came up to him then, his arm snaked around a tall, thin blonde. "Hey, bro. You look like you got your hands full."
"No shit." Rock raked his eyes lustfully over the blonde in Bones's arm. Fucking these three hotties is gonna be awesome. He turned to the two women wrapped in his arms. "This is Bones and we're real tight. We're so fuckin' tight that we do pretty much everything together. You get my drift?" His gaze locked with each of them, and he heard Bones's chick chuckle deep in her throat. I can't wait to see how far down her throat my cock can go.
Stacy nodded as she ran her hand through Rock's dark hair. "Oh yeah, and I'm loving where this is gonna take me." She blew against his ear and licked his earlobe. "You're so fuckin' handsome, and a club officer too. This is gonna be a night to remember."
Lela pulled him away from her friend's face and slipped her hand underneath his T-shirt, her nails lightly scratching his rippled chest. "I'd love for you and your friend to show us a good time. Just remember that I was the first one you saw and you came up to me." She ran the tip of her tongue along his jawline and up to his lips, brushing them. "Is your friend an officer like you?"
He shook his head, his body on fire from months of abstinence. "What're we waiting for? I got a room on the third floor." He practically dragged the two women behind him as he hurried out of the room and up the stairs. Bones's heavy footsteps sounded behind him.
When they reached his room, he told the women to strip and get on the bed. In less than a minute he'd kicked off his boots and stripped naked. Before he dove between the three women, Rock looked at Bones and grinned. "This is gonna be fun." He threw a condom packet at him after he'd ripped his open and rolled it on. Then he was on the bed, kissing, touching, squeezing, and playing with the chicks. Bones crawled over to him and the women, and soon Rock was buried deep into Lela's pussy while Bones owned her mouth. Stacy was under Lela sucking her tits while the thin blonde-he never got her name-lapped Stacy's mound as Rock shoved his finger in and out of her heated sex. It doesn't get any fuckin' better than this. Rock decided his blonde orgy made going without for all those months so worth it.
A couple hours later, they all lay tangled around each other, sated, a light sheen of sweat glistening on their bodies. Rock slid up and leaned against the headboard, chuckling when he heard Bones's snores. The three women clung to the two men like magnets. Rock leaned over, careful not to wake anyone, and lit a joint, inhaling deeply. Enjoying the deep sense of satisfaction humming through his body, he poured a shot of Jack and lifted it to his lips. As he threw it back, his phone bounced off the nightstand, sounding like a swarm of angry bees. He reached over and grabbed it, his sister's name flashing on the screen.
"Hey, Isa. Ҁa va?"
"I'm doing fine. What about you? You must be out of jail since you answered your phone."
"Yeah. Just got out this morning."
"That's good." He heard her suck in a breath. "What did they charge you with?"
"Nothing. They didn't have shit on any of us. Fuckin' badges," he grumbled.
Relief coated her voice. "I'm so happy it worked out. I was worried." Silence for a beat, but then it was broken with the loud bickering of his niece and nephew in the background. "Arrêtez! I'm talking to your Uncle Roche. Go in the other room." She laughed softly. "They drive me crazy sometimes. I don't remember us fighting this much when we were five and seven, or really at any age."
"You and I have always gotten along. Lille only gave a shit about herself, and Henri was another thing entirely. He fought with all of us, even Maman."
Another pause ensued. "So are you celebrating being back on the outside?"
He glanced at the three naked women and a wicked smile crossed his lips. "Yeah, you could say that."
"That's good. Very good." Another pause, that time longer than the last.
She wants to say something to me, but she's so fuckin' nervous. "Spill it. Why the fuck did you really call me?"
"I'm insulted. I always call to say hi and see how you are."
"Yeah, but you don't always act so fuckin' nervous that I can feel your sweat from way over here. Just level with me."
She breathed deeply and he imagined she was frowning, her brows creasing together like they always did when she was nervous, perplexed, or frustrated. "Okay. Promise you won't freak out on me and hang up."
Rock's stomach knotted. "I'm not promising shit. Just tell me."
"Pa's sick. He's been in the hospital, and they think it's cancer. They're doing a bunch of tests, and I thought-"
"What in fuck's name made you think I'd give a shit about him? He fuckin' murdered our mother, in case you forgot."
"I knew you'd be mad."
"Damn straight. I'm fuckin' pissed." His loud voice bounced off the walls and the thin blonde stirred, her eyes fluttering open. Her gaze locked with his and she blew him a kiss before closing her eyes again, her hand running up and down his thigh. "I don't wanna talk about it. I don't give a shit if he dies. The way I see it, it's fuckin' karma," he said in a low voice.
"Do you have someone with you? You're almost whispering."
"Yeah, so I gotta go."
"Please don't shut me out. I know Pa did something unspeakable and horrendous, but he was crazy drunk. That's why he got second-degree murder and will be eligible for parole in about ten years."
"And I'll make sure I make the trip back to the pen to tell the goddamned parole board to never let his murdering ass out. I'll never forget or forgive what he did to Maman."
"I understand, but everyone deserves a little bit of compassion, don't they?"
Rock's eyes narrowed, the warmth glowing in him from an amazing session of fucking replaced with icy cold hardness. "No. Some people deserve to die without an ounce of sympathy. He's fuckin' one of them. I really gotta go."