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“I ain’t done with you yet.” I flip her onto her stomach, shoving my hand underneath her to cup her pussy, pushing a finger inside her still drenched cunt. “Ass up, baby, as much as my cock loved your mouth, he really needs your pussy now.”
Hours later, it seems as if we’ve finally had enough of each other, for now. “Fuck, you taste good when you come,” I tell her as she climbs off me after swallowing my load, for the third time tonight.
“Same to you, big guy.” She gives me a wink and licks her way up my chest, straddling my still hard cock.
As she sinks down on me, I grab her hips, and sit up, sucking a nipple into my mouth. “Fuck yes.”Goddamn she is so tight and fits to my dick perfectly.
Letting her hips go, my hands go to her ass. “Who’s insatiable now, baby?”
“Just shut up and fuck me,” she breathes.
“My pleasure,” I reply as I lift her ass up and slam her back down on me.
Chapter 21
Dray
Pounding on the front door of Hangman’s house I wait and wait. Finally, it opens. I don’t give a shit that it’s two in the morning and that there seems to be company over, I’ve driven for four days to get here as fast as I could, and I’m not leaving without her.
“You,” Hangman snarls at me.
“Where is she?”
He crosses his arms and stares at me. It’s a scare tactic, I know, but I’m not leaving.
“She doesn’t want to see you.”
“Well too bad, she’s going to see me, and she’s going to damn well listen,” I shout at him.
“Dad? What’s going on?” I hear Melissa’s sleepy voice ask.
“An unwanted visitor.”
I stare at him, hoping he’ll see the desperation in my eyes to let me in. He takes a step back to let me inside. But before I fully make it in, he wraps a hand around my throat and gets in my face. “You fuck her up anymore than she already is, I don’t care what she says, your body will never be found.”
I gulp, and he moves away. I know he doesn’t make empty threats. If he wants me dead, I’ll be dead.
“Hangman, you can stay for this chat. I want to make sure Melissa doesn’t jump to conclusions, you can help me keep her shut up until I’m done.”
“Slammer still in bed?” Hangman asks her, without replying to me.
I see Melissa give him a small nod and looks at him with wide eyes. This has me stiffening. Who the fuck is Slammer and how would Melissa know he’s still in bed?
I don’t let this bother me right now, because I need to talk to her. Explain.
I drag Melissa along behind me as I follow Hangman into his living room. I sit her down, and Hangman stands behind the couch, arms folded.
“You have to listen to me. Okay. Promise?”
Her jaw clenches and she nods—finally.
“I was eighteen when I got married to Shayla. She found out she was pregnant, she said it was mine, and I had no reason to doubt her, ever. I wanted to do right by her, so we got married. Three years later, she was pregnant again. I was happy. Over the moon happy. Until I came home from work early one day and found her and my brother together.” Melissa gasps. “I forgave her for it. But when Laura was eight years old, she got sick, and when the tests came back saying I wasn’t a match, I got a DNA test. Both those kids weren’t mine.” I leave out how I almost beat Matt to death.
“Oh Drayton,” Melissa whispers, grabbing my hand. “What was she sick from?”
I shrug, “One of her kidneys was failing, doctors don’t know how it happened, since she was so young. I know you really only need one to live, but she was a kid, still is, so I made sure she got a replacement. Unfortunately, it wasn’t me. I thought for sure it would be, I don’t need two you know. When the results came back the doctor said I wasn’t a match, but I had similar markers and that there was a high chance her father would be an exact match. That fucking threw me, because I was her father. Little did I know; my whole damn marriage was a lie.”
She gives my hand a squeeze, and I continue.
