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Closing the distance between us in two strides, I spin her around, pinning her to the fridge, attempting to look into her eyes. She ducks her head, tucking her chin to her chest. Stubborn woman. Well. I know how to get her over a pissy attitude.
Dropping to my knees, I tug down her yoga pants and panties, shoving up her huge T-shirt and hooking a thigh over my shoulder as I inhale, my nose pressed against her folds.
“Ready to talk to me yet?” I ask. She trembles as my lips brush her clit, her eyes pressed closed, her lips firmly together. Sexual torture it is.
Curling my tongue, I tease her clit, spearing two fingers into her and finger fucking her rough – just how I know she likes it. Naomi’s hands land on my head like a priest absolving my sins, and she clings to my hair, her head tipping back against the fridge door as she sighs contentedly.
Oh, Peaches. You’re not getting what you think you are. I keep finger fucking her, my teeth grazing her clit as I lick around it, keeping her riding an edge. She whimpers, bucking and twisting her hips, trying to get my lips to close around her clit. Not happening.
Her pussy muscles are gripping at my fingers, and the second they start to flutter, I snatch my hand away, lifting my face from between her thighs and gripping her waist, tugging her down to her knees in front of me.
“What’s eating you?”
“You just were,” she whines, her hand moving down between her legs, attempting to finish what I almost did. Oh no.
I wrap my fingers around her wrists, holding her hands up in the air on either side of our heads, our noses almost touching. She glares at me, baring her teeth a little.
“Talk to me, Peaches. What’s going on?”
She presses her lips together and shakes her head like she’s fucking five. Fine. I can outlast her. She’s the one so horny she attempted to get herself off on the kitchen floor. I hold eye contact, glaring at her, keeping her hands in the air, not letting her find relief as she squirms in front of me.
Finally, the fight goes out of her eyes, her shoulders slumping, her eyes dropping to my chin.
“I saw Joey today. She said…some things.”
Fucking Joey. Why is it always that bitch? I’m so over all this drama shit.
“What things?” I sigh, staring at her face. She needs to start talking. Naomi shrugs, still not meeting my gaze.
“Just… things. They weren’t true, but they still bugged me.”
Can she get to the point already? “What things?”
Naomi squirms, but I hold her wrists firm. I’m not letting this go. Something is bothering Naomi, and it’s bleeding into our home. I’m not okay with that. Joey needs to fuck right off, and when she’s in the middle of the desert, she needs to fuck off some more.
Naomi squirms again, her eyes darting up to meet mine, and resignation flashes in them. She lowers them, but at least she starts talking.
“That you lied to me that you hadn’t slept with her, okay.”
Not this shit again. I thought I allayed that fear the other day. I glare at Naomi. This is pissing me off, but I can’t get mad. Not really.
I’d be paranoid too, if that doctor came around and told me he fucked her. Also, she said that she didn’t think what Joey said was true. I can see in her eyes that she doesn’t believe it for a second, but at least she tried to lie about it. I can appreciate that.
Sighing, I sit on the floor, tugging Naomi into my lap, my arms circling her. This isn’t about me. It’s not even about the Hawks. Joey has been hanging around the clubhouse for almost ten years…this is a level of spite I’ve never witnessed from her.
“Why doesn’t Joey like you? This goes way back before you even set foot in the clubhouse.”
Naomi sighs, closing her eyes as her face comes back up to mine. “Because when I was little, she felt like I stole all Mama’s attention, and she never got it back.”
Of course she did. That sounds like Joey. Self-centered to the core. I press my forehead against Naomi’s. Her eyelids flutter open, and our eyes burn together. I hate repeating myself, but Naomi needs to hear this.
“Fuck Joey. I’ve never touched her. She’s only stirring trouble.”
Naomi nods, but doubt is still flickering there. I need to pour water over that flame immediately. “Why would she do that?”
Isn’t it obvious? “Because she’s a cunt.”
The corners of her mouth are starting to turn up. I’m getting through to her. “You sound pretty sure about that assessment.”
