Rock's Redemption(Insurgents MC Romance Book 8)(7)

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."