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Christ. I’m getting a fucking cock stand just remembering my time with her. All this time my dick has been mostly dead—despite what Devil and the others think. Now, that I’m rising to the occasion, so to speak, there’s not a club whore around.
Just my luck.
I shove my chair out from the table, putting my hand down my pants, I wrap it around my cock and pull it up, because it’s painful as fuck. The tip hangs out over my belt but that’s better than where it was before. There’s pre-cum on the head.
“Jesus, I need laid.”
“I thought men were supposed to get limp when they drink as much as you are.”
My gaze moves slowly over the woman with small, but firm, tits—nothing like my Ellie’s. She’s wearing a skin tight top and denim shorts. She’s got thick blonde hair, not quite the same shade as Ellie’s but it’s long enough I could wrap my hand in it and feed her my cock. She’s also got this deep shade of red lipstick on. My gaze stops there.
Plush, sugary-sweet lips, in a deep red.
The sight of them definitely reminds me of Ellie. If I can’t have her…
One crystal clear thought begins to take root in my whiskey-fogged head.
“I’m not most men.”
“Oh, I can definitely tell that,” she grins. When she grins, her lips thin out and I frown in dislike. Ellie never had thin lips, fuck the more I kissed them they’d swell and somehow get even fucking sweeter. “Are you looking for some company?” she asks. I see it on her face. I’m fine with it. Hell, I can even respect it. She’s not looking for a night of sex as much as the money it will put in her pocket.
“Not really,” I tell her truthfully. Company is the last fucking thing I want. I don’t want a woman in my bed at the hotel. I don’t want to have to wake up and kick some bitch out in the cold. Still, I could use something to take the edge off tonight.
“Now, that’s a damn shame.”
“I like your lipstick,” I tell her before she can turn away.
“You do?” she asks, with a startled laugh.
“Fuck, yeah. It makes me wonder.”
“Wonder?” she asks.
“What it would look like on my cock,” I tell her, taking another drink and judging her reaction.
Her eyes widen, but I don’t think it’s in shock.
“Well, I could show you…for a price.”
And there it is. Cards on the table.
“How much we talking?” I ask her, putting my glass on the table.
“We can go back to your place and—”
“I don’t have a place. I have a shitty-ass motel room that’s barely fit to shit in. The last thing I want is a woman there. So, that’s out.”
“I could take you to my—”
“Here. I want you here.”
“Maybe…the bathroom? Or at the back of the building?” she suggests
Now, I see the real shock on her face. I pull out my billfold, thankful I got some extra cash out at the bank. I didn’t think this is what I’d use it for, but I’m damn glad. I take out a couple of hundreds and lay them on the table.
“Right here, right now. You, on your knees under the table, my cock stuck so far back in your mouth you’re choking on it and you swallow down every bit of my cum and don’t come up for air.”
I see her body shiver. I don’t know if it’s for show. I also don’t give a fuck.
She looks around the crowded club. I’m in the back, but it’s not dark. There’s every chance in the fucking world people will see her. I don’t really give a fuck about that either. I take out another hundred, and put it with the others.
“Three hundred bucks to give you a hummer?” she asks.
“And swallow it down.”
“You have a fucking disease I should know about?”
“Do you?” I return, not really caring. She doesn’t look sick, not that you can tell from that shit. There’s also a part of me that doesn’t give a fuck what happens to me. I’m tired. I’ve been fucking tired for so long…
She reaches over and grabs the money, stuffing it into her bra. Her sadly slim tits show the money easily and I frown, visions of Ellie’s full breasts that overfilled her bra every fucking time, float into my mind. Luckily, I won’t have to see this girl’s tits, because she’ll be under the table.
“I’m going to rock your world. What’s your name?” she asks.
“You can call me…Daddy,” I respond with a grin. She laughs, then drops to her knees, crawling under the table. I reach for my glass, take another drink, then close my eyes as she undoes my pants.
Fuck, Ellie. This right here is all I need. Tomorrow, I’ll meet up with Gunner and Devil in Chicago and I’ll be doing it with a working dick. Maybe then, I’ll finally be able to fuck her memory away.
