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“Cherry meth? Isn’t that the date-rape drug?”
He sighed and shook his head. “It’ll make tonight easier to digest.”
“You’re all a bunch of animals if you have to drug women to fuck you.” I wrapped my arms around my middle. I was wearing only a red lacey bra and booty shorts.
“I won’t let them hurt you, darlin’.” He put his arms around me and kissed me softly.
I froze, unsure what to do. I hadn’t been touched or kissed by a man since Rocky. Strangely it felt comforting and nice.
“I’ll go first. Make it good for you, then I’ll stay by your side while each member dips his dick in your perfect pussy.” He unzipped my shorts and tugged them down.
I inhaled a deep breath. “What are you doing?”
“Preparing you for a night of fucking.” He lifted me onto the edge of his desk, spread my legs apart, and kissed my inner thighs, working me up and making me wet. “You want me, don’t you? Your pussy has been neglected for far too long, darlin’. Let me have you.”
I was needy and lonely. I wanted affection and sex. Rocky had turned me into his little slut, and I missed our wild, kinky encounters.
“Answer me,” Vegas growled. “Do you want me to eat this pretty cunt?” He dragged his tongue near my opening.
“Yes.” I moaned and lifted my hips, a silent plea for him to proceed.
“Hell yes.” He put the bag of pills in my hand. “Take the white one so you can make it through the night.”
After he made me come with his tongue, I took the fucking pill on my own accord, thus starting the beginning of my club-girl days.
Being a club girl had allowed me to keep the single-wide trailer and the car Vegas had gotten for me after I’d had Rockson. I’d been untouched for the first fourteen months of my son’s life, until he no longer wanted to nurse. I had cried so hard the day he refused my breast and saidcup. Vegas had been present, so there was no way I could fake nursing to prolong my initiation.
All the cooking and cleaning I’d done to prove my worth to Vegas and the others had no longer mattered. They wanted my body and nothing more.
Had I gotten a job in town, things would’ve been different. But no one would hire me. It was like I’d been ostracized by the citizens of Scornrock. To my face, they were nice, but behind my back, they whispered horrible things about me. I knew they did, though I hadn’t heard it for myself.
Tomcat tapped his finger on his watch. That hunk of a man was doing his best to be patient.
I nodded and searched for Vegas. He had Tami on his lap, and they appeared to be enjoying each other’s company. Good for them. Nonetheless, I sashayed over and whispered at the shell of his ear, “If you don’t come fuck me now, I’m going to Tomcat’s room. Now’s your one and only chance.”
He growled, grabbed the back of my neck, and smashed our mouths together. He kissed me deeply and pushed Tami off his lap. “Nobody gets you before me, darlin’.”
“I know.” I smiled and pulled him by the shirt, luring him to his room like a siren in heat. I was not horny for him. Before getting under or on top of Tomcat, I had to get it over with Vegas first.
Vegas was what I called a soft fuck. Even Mona agreed he could stand to let loose in the bedroom—get wild and forceful to make it extra good. Maybe it was his advanced age of forty-six. He came fast once we got fucking and went limp even faster. Sex with him lasted all of six minutes from start to finish. I’d timed it on multiple occasions. It was easy and bland. I could endure him to be with Tomcat, then I’d have my world rocked all night long.
It had to be the age difference. Tomcat was thirteen years younger than Vegas.
“You want my cock, don’t you, darlin’?”
“Yes.” I backed into his room and undressed. “And you want my pussy.”
“I live for your addictive cunt.” He took off his clothes.
“What about Tami and Mona?” I made a sad face.
“They aren’t as sweet as you, darlin’.”
I smiled and positioned myself on the bed, spreading my legs wide for him. “Then come get me, handsome.” I fed him the lines he liked to hear. He wasn’t ugly, by any means. Just not my type and too fucking old to get serious with. Hell, he could be Rockson’s grandpa.
Vegas licked my pussy and growled a little. His eyes were on the medical bandage taped above my hairline, to hide the tattoo Rocky had made me get. Just another regret I had. I covered it because Vegas had ordered me to after my initiation. He’d said the others hated seeingRocky’s Pussywhen they fucked me. It was understandable. I hated seeing it too, every day of my life. The ink was a harsh reminder of my past and the future I’d never have.
“I don’t like you rushing me so you can be with Tomcat.” He climbed on top of me.
