Aspen and I have a little playful side, but Slade has gotten used to it. He knows I would never really fuck with his woman. Back before, I thought nothing of it, because Slade treated women just as I do now. Nothing but a good fuck to pass the time and get my head off of shit. Things are different now. Slade is a changed man. He’s been seeing Aspen for a month now. I’ve never seen him so damn happy in my life. He even started taking on some cases against drunk drivers or some shit and has completely stopped stripping. He’s working hard toward a happy life for them. Aspen is his Onyx. At least he’s smart enough to keep her.
Cale passes the happy couple in question and pops into the kitchen. “I’m ready, man. I wanted to wear a uniform or some shit to make it more exciting tonight, but I don’t have shit in my closet.” Cale runs his hand through his hair while in thought. “I’m tired of just stripping out of my jeans and t-shirt. It’s getting boring. Same shit different day.”
“Is that right?” I think for a second while finishing off the last of the beer in my hand, before tossing the empty bottle in the trash. “Follow me. I’m sure Slade won’t mind if we borrow a couple of his suits. I bet we’ll look like fucking studs. If there was a way to wear an invisible sign that said guaranteed mind-blowing orgasm here, this would be it.” We rush up the steps to Slade’s room.
When I get to his door I hear something fall over and crash to the floor. This fucker really doesn’t waste any time. I knock once on the door before pushing the door open and stepping inside.
Oh damn . . .
Slade has Aspen leaned over his dresser with her hands gripping onto the sides. Her upper half is completely bare and pressed against the wood. He has each of his hands locked onto her hips, lifting her feet off the floor, and pounding into her from behind. He notices me walk in through the reflection in the mirror, so he pounds into her one last time and then stops to yell at us.
“Seriously, fuckers? Go ahead, just come on in and enjoy the show! Have some damn respect for Aspen at least. Shit.”
I raise my brows at the both of them and walk over to Slade’s closet. “I’m offended,” I say placing my palm over my heart. “You know damn good and well that I respect your woman. She is one fine piece of ass and she knows it,” I tease and wink at her, now staring back at me in the mirror.
She smiles back at my grin, knowing it just revs his engine up more. I knew the girl had a little kinky side buried beneath that shy exterior. I’d be willing to bet she’d let me watch if he would. “Carry on as if we’re not even here. Give us a few minutes and we’ll be gone. We need to borrow a couple of suits for tonight.” I peek over my shoulder and take in the sight of Slade moving in closer to her, as if he’s trying to hide what isn’t even visible. “Don’t keep your lady waiting, Slade.” Giving him hell is so much fun, because he’s so protective of her.
“You’re a real pain in the ass sometimes. You know that?” Aspen growls out trying to feign anger, but I hear the laughter in her tone she is trying to keep hidden. She has to have a sense of humor to deal with me, because I just don’t give a shit. “At least Cale is decent enough to peek in from the hallway. Yeah, I see you out there.”
Slade lets out a frustrated growl before standing Aspen up from the dresser and covering her nipples with the length of his arm as well as cupping her mound with the opposite hand. He walks them over together to grab Aspen a sheet to cover up with. “Just pick out your damn suits and get the hell out of here. Take them all. I don’t care. Just hurry the hell up. I’m putting a lock on my door tomorrow.”
Cale steps into the room and laughs. “The dresser? Really?” Slade is wrapping the sheet around her and pulls out when she is covered enough we can’t see her.
Slade lights up a cigarette and leans against the dresser with his cock bared for all to see. “Just because I wear a damn suit now doesn’t mean shit. What’s the fun in sex if you aren’t breaking shit and putting holes in the wall? Just hurry up.”
“Seriously, dumbass,” I jump in. “You would know that if you would actually put your dick in someone. It’s fun. Give it a try sometime.”
“I plan to, dick. Now let’s get these damn suits and go before we’re late.” Cale shoves me into the closet and reaches for the first suit. “And women don’t seem to complain when I use my tongue.” He sticks his tongue out and starts waving it around.
“Gross,” Aspen calls out. “I don’t want to hear that, Cale.”