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“You could be my second,” he offered, as he ignored my protest and instead stared at the way my breasts were pushed up and out thanks to my new position.
“Your second what?” I dropped my arms and put my hands on my hips instead, because I was at a loss for what to do with them. That wasn’t true. There were things I wanted to do, to touch, but no way was I going to let that happen.
“Pussy. You could be my second pussy, Mary. Need one riding my cock and another one riding Connie’s face.” He thought about it a moment and then grinned at me. “Better yet, you could ride my face. I don’t normally do that with the club women, but I’d make an exception for you. Or, if you prefer you could eat pussy while I fuck you from behind.” He shrugged his shoulders as if it truly made no difference to him.
Oh, good lord! This man could not be serious, could he? This was not how I fantasized my birthday wish playing out. There was no way I’d agree to my first time being shared with a woman who whored herself out for the club.
Breakneck trailed the knuckles of his left hand down my arm to the tips of my fingers and then back up as I contemplated how to answer him without making him mad again. He had no clue that asking me to do something like that, even if I had more experience, was akin to telling me it was okay to be like my mother. It wasn’t. I never wanted to be anything like that woman.
It was obvious that she had been cheating on Jeremy throughout my four years in high school.I still didn’t understand why. There was a time when I thought my parents were in love. I almost laughed out loud at my screwed-up perception. There was a time when I thought my parents were both my parents, too. I was wrong about a lot of things. Staying clear of Breakneck, despite wishing I could explore him while he returned the favor, did not seem like something that I would end up being wrong about.
Breakneck’s fingers lingered on my bicep momentarily before sliding unrepentantly across my perky nipple. He flicked it and then leaned in, so his lips were right next to my ear. “You enjoy the thought of being my second.” He took a step back and wore a smug grin as I frowned.
“I don’t.” My voice might have been a little too meek, but I meant it. I didn’t want to be just another whore men used and threw away like my mother. Sure, her husband had kept her around, but what good had that done? According to her, a truth she only spoke after Jeremey found out he wasn’t my dad, theirs had been a marriage of convenience only. That convenience ended when it was discovered that she hadn’t given him the child he thought was biologically his.
Me. I was that child, the product of a whore and a disloyal friend. The thought made me glare up at Breakneck and dismiss the sensual way he attempted to seduce me.
“When you’re ready to stop playing little miss innocent, you come find me. I’ll break you in just right.”
As quickly as the giant of a man caged me in, he stepped back, pushed me aside, and left the room before glancing back and snapping another order at me.
“Stay in your fucking room until you’re ready. Otherwise, one of my brothers might get the wrong idea and decide to take what you don’t want to give.”
The loss of his body heat so close to my own was palpable. His warning, however, sent the chill running up my spine. There was never a time when I felt unsafe in the clubhouse. Sure, I felt uncomfortable and unsure, but never like my life or my virtue might be at risk.
Breakneck killed all the assurances Kip had ever given me about my safety amongst his brothers by insinuating that someone might rape me. I didn’t have a lot of time to contemplate it as the baby chose that moment to wake and start squirming and wailing from the playpen. Nap time was over, and I had to get to work. At least I’d have something to keep me busy for a few hours while he was awake.
Chapter 17
Breakneck
“What took you so long,” Connie whined the minute that I made it back to the room without the second woman I’d left to retrieve earlier. It rankled that I forgot to go retrieve another bitch after I left little miss Virgin Mary behind. Truthfully, I forgot that Connie was waiting on me after seeing Nova in Charmer’s arms. I’d mentioned to my sweetness that I had left to look for a second, but Connie was just an afterthought I used to tease Kip’s nanny with. I thought Connie would be long gone by the time I made it back to my room.
“Club business,” I snapped in answer.
She attempted to look around me as if I could hide a woman on my back or something, since it was obvious one hadn’t come in the door with me.
“Are we waiting for someone to join us?” There was a twinkle in her eyes that I didn’t necessarily like. The whole reason I left to get someone else for a threesome was because this bitch was worrisome. She was looking for an old man to take care of her permanently, but she was shopping in the wrong fucking place for that.
“No. Get over here on your knees!”
I was prepared to throw her ass out of my room if she didn’t follow instructions to the letter. Connie had become a little too comfortable lately, thinking she could question shit just because she had once been a regular fuck.
She slowly dragged her ass off the bed and then came to stand in front of me. Her eyes held a question that I wasn’t about to answer. “ON. YOUR. KNEES.”
She dropped, though I didn’t miss the pout on her lips. It didn’t take much effort for her to yank my jeans down my hips so she could gain access to my cock. Connie ran her tongue up my length and then swirled it around the head before popping it into her mouth. I didn’t give her the option of playing timid though. I knew what she was thinking.
She knew where I’d gone when I left, and she was trying to portray the shy little house mouse she knew that I was hot for. It was too late for her to swap personalities; she’d been with the club long enough that we all knew what she felt like on the inside and even how her patch chasing little heart plotted and planned. Eventually, she’d be cut loose for it, but for now, she got used up like all the rest.
“Don’t play timid with me, bitch. I know what you’re capable of, now get to sucking.” I grabbed her hair and yanked hard until my cock was lodged down her throat and she sputtered around the base. Panicked little breaths puffed from her nose before she started slapping at my thighs. Only then did I ease up and remove my dick.
“You gonna play nice and keep your fucking trap shut about shit that ain’t your business?”
When she didn’t respond quickly enough, I repeated the same move and shoved my cock down her throat until she was beating at my thighs. Then, I held there just a little bit longer to make a point. When I removed my cock that time, a fucking puddle of saliva came dripping off with it and landed on Connie’s fake tits.
“I’m sorry,” she whimpered. I slid my hand over to the dresser on my left and snagged a condom that was lying there on top. I slipped it over my dick and made a motion with my hand for Connie to turn around. She did without uttering a single word.
“Hands and knees.” Once she complied with the order, I reached down and decided I wanted a little something different. With my fingers wrapped around Connie’s waist, I snatched her bottom half up off the floor until she was standing on her tiptoes.
