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“Yes,” I cry out as Crue slams into me again and again, he leans down and captures my nipple in his mouth and that’s when I come so fucking hard I see stars, Crue roars out his own release coming deep inside my pussy. The moment he releases my nipple to try and catch his breath, horror fills me at the sight of my milk spraying out and landing on his shirt.
Saint and Crue both stare at it with mortified looks on their faces, fuck!
I bat Saint’s hand away and shove Crue back a step before climbing to my feet, neither of them says a word and I’m grateful for that. The moment I sort my dress, I race from the bathroom ignoring them calling after me. How could I have been so fucking stupid. I head straight for the exit and by the grace of God Nathan is standing there talking to some guy. His gaze cuts to me and one look at my disheveled appearance is all it takes for him to break away from the guy, then he is ushering me out of the club.
* * *
“So, your pussy isn’t a squirter but your titties are?” I groan and smack my head against the counter. Nathan laughs at my expense. I mean, what the hell did I expect? Confiding in Nathan is like confiding in a toddler, the guy makes a joke out of everything.
“I want to die. That was fucking humiliating!” I grumble as I lift my head to glare at my friend, his eyes soften.
“Look, they’re guys. They are gonna have no idea what the fuck happened so don’t panic. We need to forget about them and work out what the hell we are going to do about Jackson. We need to lay low until tomorrow. Ben was saying the teams are heading back today so let’s not tempt fate and go into town today and risk seeing your boys.”
Hearing that they are leaving has a pang of sadness hitting me in the chest. I shove that feeling away. If it’s a choice between them or her, I choose her. I’ll always choose her over everyone. I made a stupid decision thinking she would have a better life without me and her fathers that didn’t want her, but I was fucking wrong. Now I’ll do whatever the fuck I have to so I can get my little girl away from that monster.
“How did they even know we were there? I mean, they were at dinner with the others and then out of nowhere they show up at Lucious?” Nathan’s eyes dart around the room refusing to look at me. My jaw unhinges. “You told them!” I accuse and he pins me with a pleading look, urging me to understand.
“You needed that closure—”
I throw my hands up in the air. “Don’t you get it!” I shout. “There is no closure from them. Even after them walking out on me when they found out I was pregnant and leaving me to deal with what I thought was a miscarriage alone, I still pined for them. I’m still fucking in love with them, Nate, and I hate it.” A lump forms in my throat. Nathan rushes over to me and pulls me in for a hug.
“I’m so sorry, baby girl. I thought I was helping.” I melt into him.
“It’s not your fault. Them being around just puts all my plans at risk. He already knows I’m onto him and if he found out Saint and Crue were helping me, he would disappear and I wouldn’t be able to get my little girl back.” As good as I am at hacking, he is better at covering his tracks and my only way to find my little girl is through Jackson. Even that bastard is good at hiding his files and passcodes behind encrypted firewalls that I can’t access remotely.
“I know. I’m sorry, I’ll never meddle in your business with them again.” I mumble my thanks into his chest. “Also, while Alexa, Leah and Val are in town did you want to… maybe see them?” I pull back and stare up at him, as much as I want to say yes I know the girls will push me for answers and right now, I can’t give them any. Tears cloud my vision as I shake my head. Nate sighs and nods. I feel guilty that he feels like he can’t go and see them out of some sort of misplaced loyalty to me.
“You go, I know you miss them—”
He cuts in before I can finish. “No. I don’t want to lie to them either. Once this is all over then I can go to them and catch up.”
“Nate, even when this is over I… I don’t know if they will welcome me back.” His features harden.
“You listen to me, you did nothing wrong and if those twits want to say otherwise, they can come to me because I have a few fucking things I need to get off my chest where those two dumb fucks are concerned.” The malice in his tone has me standing straight and pulling back to stare up at my friend. I’m looking at him in a whole new light now and I can’t say I’m mad about it.
* * *
Monday rolls around and the town is back to being quiet and empty, the hype of the Seahawks and Saints being here is wearing off as well as the New Year. Unlike Nathan, who went out and celebrated the New Year, I chose to stay in and wallow in my own self-pity, I’ll celebrate that holiday when I end this shit.
As I pass by Lucious, a shiver runs down my spine as memories of how they made me come so many times plays through my mind. Don’t get me wrong, I wasn’t a virgin when I met the guys and I had orgasmed before whilst having sex, but those times were nothing compared to how they made my body sing and move to the beat they create.
My phone rings, pulling me from my thoughts. I check the number to see it’s the PI Troy had used to track down Val’s stalker. Paying this guy cost me half my paycheck, the other half goes toward covering rent and all that shit. I answer the call through the car’s Bluetooth system.
“Hey, did you manage to get a location?” I ask.
“No. The address where the last email came from is a dud, it’s a construction site.”
Fuck, that was my last lead.
“Okay, that was all I had. Give me a couple days, I have another angle to work and let’s just hope it pans out.” I say before disconnecting the call, I pull into the staff lot behind the lingerie store I work at. Don’t judge me, it was the only place hiring at the time plus, the owner allows me to study while I work so it’s perfect. I can’t go to college full time, I don’t have the money and my parents cut me off when I came home pregnant and unwed. They are your typical old school, southern family. It was easier for them to cut me off and act like I don’t exist then face the shame of what their friends would think of their pregnant nineteen-year-old daughter. Imagine if they found out I was fucking two guys and had no idea which one the father was. Oh, the travesty. I can picture my mother clutching her fake pearls and fainting the moment she found out.
Heading inside I stash my bag and laptop behind the counter as I go about my morning routine and open up the shop. Mondays and Tuesdays are normally our quiet days so I get most of my study and school work done then. I’m an online student and don’t have the luxury now of attending classes in person, it sucked at the start but over time I’ve grown used to it. I made a choice to have a baby and I don’t regret it. Once everything is open I hop behind the counter and set up my laptop, I bring up my browser and immediately tense. Right there on the front page of the news is a picture of me, Saint and Crue together on the dance floor with the headline,who is the mystery girl in the NFL sandwich?Fuck. I set out to have the article pulled down and check all the other news outlets making sure they aren’t covering the story as well. Any article that mentions the guys I shut down, I even keep an eye on BCD’S and make sure their company or the others don’t make a bad headline.
I may have chosen to leave them behind but that doesn’t mean I don’t care about all of them. The bell above the door jingles alerting me that someone has come in, I finish up and close the lid of my laptop, plastering a smile on my face as I look up and say.
“Welcome to—-” The words die in my throat at the sight of Corvin, Alexa, Darius and Leah. I look each of them over and note they all look good, happy even. I heard that Beck and Val tied the knot and Corvin proposed to Alexa at Christmas.
“Working on New Year’s Day, how Katie of you,” Corvin snarks. I allow it to roll off my shoulders and choose not to dwell on the bitterness in his tone. I know my leaving didn’t just hurt the two guys, it hurt the others as well.
