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PROLOGUE
Smokey – 22 Years Old
I take a hit of my smoke as I watch Suzy, our waitress from Devil’s Temptation, slowly lick Cherrie, a club whore’s, pussy from hole to clit, and then gradually circles it, sucking the small nub into her mouth.
I rub my hard cock through my jeans, enjoying the show, my cock weeping, knowing I won't get involved because I was the idiot who married my high school sweetheart three years ago when she told me she was pregnant. That marriage included signing a fucking prenuptial agreement for her very religious parents, stating that I wouldn't divorce her unless she cheats. They were sure to add that, if I cheat or try to divorce her, she gets fucking half of everything I own.
At least I was smart enough to ensure that if she cheats, she gets fuck all.
My parents hated the idea; her parents loved it.
I thought I was doing the right thing, thinking she would be the one who I'd learn to love eventually, only to find out the test was a false positive at an ultrasound appointment a month after the very quick courthouse wedding. Kallie was so fucking excited for the appointment after the very disappointing wedding she hated, hoping for a lavish event. But then technician burst her bubble, saying there was no baby. She cried, admitting that she had to be pregnant, blurting out that she hadn't taken birth control for months.
I saw fucking red.
The bitch tried to trap me, and I was the fool who fell for it.
Hook, line, and fucking sinker.
The truth came out. Weeks before the positive pregnancy test, she somehow overheard that I was planning on ending things with her. I thought she was just bat shit crazy, jealous, and too high maintenance. So she conducted this fucked up plan to get knocked up, knowing I wouldn't abandon my child.
Now I'm stuck married to her because of that fucked up prenup.
Cherrie's back arches off my bed at the clubhouse as she moans loudly, Suzy holding her legs up, digging her false nails into Cherrie's thighs as she feasts on the very wet pussy in front of her. I rub harder on my dick, taking another hit of my smoke, enjoying the rush of watching two fuck hot women pleasure each other.
I haven't had sex in three fucking years, refusing to touch my manipulative wife, who continues to try and get me to fuck her—bare, I might add.
That is not going to happen.
I don't love her, but I did care for her at one point. I thought dating a nice town girl, a civilian not a part of the MC, would be different than the patch casers wanting a brother. I was wrong, and now she's just a nuisance I can't get rid of. I never should have signed the prenup. I shouldn’t have fucking married her until the ultrasound appointment; without fucking proof she was actually pregnant.
Live and learn and all that fucked up shit, I guess.
Cherrie's moans get louder, her orgasm getting closer, causing Suzy to quickly jump up, spit down on Cherrie's already wet pussy, before placing her equally wet pussy on top. I groan as I watch them both rub against each other, trying to get off.
I stroke my dick harder in my pants, knowing I can't get it out without wanting to get it wet, but not caring that I'm about to come in my briefs like a teenager. Suddenly, someone knocks on my door. I groan in frustration, the ladies too busy in the throes of passion to care about the soon-to-be-dead asshole who’s interrupted us.
Sighing, I take the last hit of my smoke and stand up. I crush the cigarette in the ashtray near the bed, and head toward the door.
I open it as I blow the smoke out of my nose, the cold metal of my wedding band burning my skin like it always does when it makes contact with the wood, the sensation reminding me I’m trapped. Tech's blue eyes meet my piercing ones. He grins wide, and I raise a brow as he looks at the women on my bed with a chuckle.
"Brother, you and I both know this is the only way for me to get off nowadays. What's so important that you had to interrupt this?"
He grins wider. "How about your wife letting Travis from high school enter you’re apartment? Or how about the surveillance we installed the other day to find something, anything to get you your divorce, said surveillance showing them fucking on that ugly ass purple couch the bitch picked out? Or how about the audio recording of her telling him to get her pregnant this time?"
My smile grows wide. I fucking knew they had something going on. I slap my hands together and rub them before whistling to the ladies. They stop mid grind and turn toward the open door.
"You two out; I have a wife to confront and a divorce to file."
Unperturbed by the interruption, they both come, their orgasms taking over, making me tilt my head toward them to see Cherrie rubbing her juicy cunt against Suzy’s.
Tech rasps, "Fuck that was hot," making me hum in agreement because, yeah, it fucking was.
They both look at me with glassy, lust-filled eyes before nodding and gingerly getting up. Suzy looks at Tech and bites her lip, making him chuckle.
"Not happening, Suze,” he says. “Come on, brother, let's go. Snake's waiting outside with Hairy."
I nod and wait for the ladies to saunter out and more than likely find a willing brother. I lock my door and see Suzy sulking along the way, making me laugh.
