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“I know it has Cage. The clubs runnin’ smoothly, and I wouldn’t do shit to fuck that up. You know me better than that.”

“I didn’t think you’d bring home a half-dead unknown girl, brother.”

“I know you don’t get it, and you don’t like it much either, but this is somethin’ I have to do.” Cage seems to think that over for a long time before finally nodding.

“I don’t know what makes you do the things you do, but if you say you got it, then I trust you, Tarek. Don’t make me regret that shit,” he warns, pointing his finger at me.

“I won’t, brother. Have I ever before?” Again, he runs his hand over his face before shaking his head.

“No, and I don’t expect you to now.”

“I got this. I promise,” I tell him.

“Good. Keep her close. We don’t know what she’s after.” With that, he walks away, and Ginger, a club girl, approaches me. She drops to her knees and pulls my cock free before stroking it with her small hand.

“What are you doin’?” I ask her.

“Making you feel good.”

“How do you know I didn’t already feel good?” I ask, seeing the glimmer in her eyes.

“I haven’t had my mouth on you yet,” she purrs before running her tongue over the tip. My cock jerks at the feel of her before she wraps her lips around me and sucks me into her mouth. She moans around me, and I reach out, grabbing the back of her head. I let her suck me off. I let her take what she needs from me, but for some fucked up reason, I can only picture LaLa in my head. On her knees, her plump lips wrapped around me and at my mercy. What the hell is wrong with me? The girl is in my room. She tried to kill herself, and all I can think about is if her lips were as soft as I think they would be around my cock.

Shoving the thoughts away, I let Ginger do her thing until I’m coming down the back of her throat. She tucks me back in and zips my jeans before standing to her feet in front of me.

“Thanks for that,” I tell her.

“Can we hook up later?” she asks. I nod my head before pulling her closer to me and kissing her gently.

“Yeah, we can do that.” She smiles and turns to walk away when I slap her ass, causing her to yelp. A few of the guys chuckle around us.

“Ginger is a good fuck,” Twitch declares as he stands beside me.

“No shit. Why do you think I fuck her?”

“What about the chick in your room?”

“She can watch if she wants to.”

Chapter 4

Pierson

The door slams closed, and my eyes snap open. The light has been turned on and now blinds me. I blink to get my eyes to focus when I hear it. The moans. The groans. I turn my head to the side and see the guy from earlier with a woman in his lap. He sits in the chair as she straddles him, kissing and pawing at each other. Did he magically forget he had me cuffed in here? What the hell?

“Pull my cock out, Ginger,” he says as she stands from his lap. I watch her strip out of her clothes before moving to his. She pulls his jeans and boxers down his legs, causing his cock to spring free. Even from here, I can see the piercings, and my eyes widen.

The next thing I know, she’s rolling a condom down his length before straddling his lap in reverse. She’s facing me, but her eyes are closed. Her lips are parted as she bounces up and down on his cock. His hands come around her, grabbing her breasts, tugging at her nipples. She moans and goes harder. I can’t believe they are doing this with me chained to this bed. What kind of sick fucker is he?

The harder they go, the wetter I get. I can’t believe I’m getting turned on by this. What the fuck is wrong with me?

The man’s eyes slowly open before he looks over at me. Our eyes lock, and the air thickens. The girl still rides him hard and fast as he watches me intently.

“What is it, LaLa?” he asks. The girl doesn’t pay any attention to me. She keeps her eyes closed and continues fucking him like I’m not even here. I lick my dry lips, and he smiles at me. He isn’t a bad-looking guy. In fact, he’s almost too perfect. I watch him for a long second before his hand shifts, sliding between her legs and finding her clit. From where I’m lying, I can see everything, watch everything he’s doing to her, and I can’t say that I don’t like it. Maybe I’m insane or fucked up from the number of pills I took. I don’t know what’s wrong with me, but I can’t ignore their actions.

His finger teases her clit, and she nearly leaps off his lap. He uses his free hand to hold onto her waist, keeping her in place as he bucks his hips. She cries out the name Tarek as she nearly falls apart for the man, but he doesn’t. Instead, he pushes her off his lap, and she tumbles to the floor at his feet before he stands and walks toward me. I close my eyes and turn my head, pretending I’m not affected by the show. I’m cuffed to a fucking bed, for God’s sake!

“Open your eyes, LaLa, and look at me.” It’s an order and one I take. I open my eyes and see the girl crawling across the floor to him. She kneels at his feet, pulling the condom off as he pets her head.

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