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I need a fucking drink.
Several hours later, I'm on my God knows what number of drinks at the clubhouse, sitting at the bar, sulking. I've ignored everyone except Snake, him being my prez and all. My mind keeps going to Olivia over and over again.
I love her, I love her so fucking much, but she won't give me the time of day, and it hurts. Each time she pushes me away, it kills a little piece of me.
I down the rest of my drink and shake the glass at Liam, who nods, refilling it for me.
Snake was here half an hour ago, but the idiot, being the idiot he is, had his arm around his ex-fling Celine, who I didn't even notice in my drunken state, when his woman came in here looking for her man's comfort, her sister declining. The fucker didn't even notice Celine was there, and then Sarah, the amazing woman she is, did one hell of a right hook, breaking Celine's nose.
Fuck, I wish I’d filmed it.
Snake threw her over his shoulder when she tried to leave.
Maybe that's what I need to do.
Liam places another shot of whiskey in front of me, and I instantly swallow it, making him sigh and shake his head, but I don't fucking care; I need to forget.
How much can a man take from the woman he loves?
Fuck, I sound like a chick.
I go to ask for another one when nails gently move up my arm, making me look to the left to see Cherrie biting her lip at me. She's wearing basically a bra and G-string. My mind automatically goes to Olivia wearing it instead, causing my dick to harden as I smirk at Cherrie. Olivia doesn't want me, but Cherrie she does.
Her hand goes to my jean-covered dick, but I grab her hand, and she instantly pouts, thinking I'm about to turn her away when I'm not; I'm done being pushed away, feeling like crap every time, so instead of pushing her away, I stand and pull her down the hallway making her gasp then giggle. I can hear a few brothers cursing, but I ignore them.
It's not the woman they love pushing them away for no fucking reason.
I stop halfway down the hallway, not willing to take the bitch into my room. I may be drunk, but I'm not that stupid. I lean against the wall and undo my jeans, pulling my hard cock out, my girl still in mind.
I rasp to Cherrie, "On your knees slut," making her eyes gleam, doing as I asked.
She takes my cock in her manicured hand, then murmurs, "Since when are you pierced?" making me smirk.
"Suck, Cherrie, before I change my mind."
And let's face it, there's a good chance I could.
She listens, taking the head of my cock into her mouth, gently sucking the head before deep-throating me, her small hand twisting the base, making me groan, and I tilt my head back.
Fuck me, that feels good.
Two years with just my hand has sucked.
My spine tingles as she sucks me hard, her other hand squeezing my balls, tugging them while still twisting the base, making me groan before Cherrie squeals, my cock suddenly getting cold, making me open my eyes. I sigh and put my cock away as my mother slams Cherries head into the floor, my father looking at me with disappointment, making me roll my eyes at him.
I'm a single man; what does he expect?
Cherrie cries out as my mother hits her head on the floor again, making me grunt.
"Fucks sake, Momma, let the girl go."
Momma looks my way with rage before shoving Cherrie toward my father, who grabs her arm and shoves her toward Liam, who salutes me, the fucker.
I shake my head before a sharp a pain shoots through my skull, making me grunt and glare at my mother. Uncaring of my predicament, she slaps me again and again.
"Momma, stop!" I shout, but all she does is shove me before getting in my face.
"What the fuck is wrong with you!"
