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“Hey, Kay, love the shirt.” I chuckle at her. Kissing her on the cheek
“Hey bitch, you’re looking hot tonight. Are we fishing? I want to sink my claws into something juicy,” she asks, smacking my ass.
“Depends on the fish, baby.” We both laugh at my antics. When I finally catch my breath, I ask. “Kay, who’s the add-on to the list that I don’t know?”
“Oh, Dario? Girl, wait until you see him. I hope he brings his boys. I heard some crazy shit about them that we’ll discuss later, but for now, let’s finish setting up and get this party started. I need tequila bitch,” she yells, heading for the mill doors.
Hmm…Dario and his boys. Damn it, Kay.Now, she’s got me intrigued. I follow in behind her and get started on barking orders, grabbing us some shots before the crowd starts piling in.
The night went off without a hitch. Money was exchanged, fights were won, and drinks were poured. Now Kayla and I can finally let loose before the last couple of fights for the night. Weare on the makeshift dance floor, dancing to the sensual rhythm of the music; the lights are low, and everyone is moving to the beat; it’s like a whole vibe in here. I love the way my hips sway to the music, my hands in the air, and just feeling the vibrations. It makes me feel free, free from club life. It’s so hot and stuffy in here, and it feels like we have been dancing for hours. I let Kayla know I needed some air. The night isn’t cold or hot; it’s the perfect temperature for late August. We had such a hot summer that it’s finally cooling after sunset.
Tonight, I’m wearing a black tank top with a skull on the front and skulls and roses on the back with black jeans, my cut, and my red Timberland boots. I threw my hair up in a high ponytail, curling my long black hair. I don’t wear much makeup, so my eyes are lined with black liner and mascara, and my lips are painted with blood-red lipstick. I look fierce tonight. Looking up at the clear night sky, counting all the stars, totally lost in thought when headlights approach. Three dark figures step out of what looks like a large SUV. Automatically, I reach for my pistol slowly, ready for anything.
As the figures approach, my eyes lock on steel gray eyes that say many things but nothing at the same time. I look at the next guy, and Jesus Christ, why are all three boys so gorgeous? They all look so different and don’t belong standing next to one another, but I can’t look away, and now I look like an idiot because I have no words, and luckily, one speaks first.
“Hey, Babygirl. Are you Jade?” Mr Gray eyes asks, all suave.
“Who’s asking?” I reply with a raise of my brow.
“Creampie, Kitten,” the other sexy fucker with bi-colored eyes replies with a smirk.
“Magic word, accepted.” I turn around and gesture for them to go ahead of me.
“Ladies first, Princess.” The third one with the piercing blue eyes says, smiling, showing his one dimple. I cue the eye roll asI lead the way. These must be the guys Kayla was talking about. I will need to drill her about them because if I was intrigued before I laid eyes on them, I’m even more so now.
3
Hard Dick & Pistols
-Jade-
Of course, when I lead the boys back into the mill, Kayla is nowhere to be found.Where the fuck did she run offto?Pulling out my phone, I send her a text.
Jade: Where the hell are you? Those three guys you told me about just arrived, bitch!!! I want answers, hoebag. Who are you hooking up with?
Kayla: Bahahah, I told you. I’ll be back soon. You know that guy I was telling you about from chemistry? Well, he’s currently eating the kitty and doing an outstanding job at it.
Jade: Then, why the fuck are you texting me? for fucks sake Bye, bitch.
I slide my cell back into my pocket. I watch as the three guys speak to one another in whispers. Dario takes his black t-shirt off, and sweet Mary, mother of God, this guy is covered in tattoos, not just any tattoos. He’s a walking work of art. Dario is tall and muscular, with abs for days, chin straps with a goatee littering his strong jawline, and those eyes, green on his left and turquoise blue on the right. They are hypnotic.
The type of eyes that can put you in a trance and never come out of it. He enters the center of the makeshift ring in nothing but black, ripped jeans and Timberland boots. I don’t know how he will throw down with boots on, but I guess we shall see.
He fist-bumps his opponent, who is twice his size.I’m intrigued by his confidence against this guy; it’s a massive turn-on if he beats this guy’s ass. I don’t want this guy to mess up his pretty face. I was so entranced by the sight before me after the bell went off that I overlooked one of the guys sliding up behind me. I turn, looking to see the one who called me “Babygirl” earlier, raising my brow.
“Hey Babygirl, I’m Spade.” He puts his hand out for me to shake. I give him my hand, but he grabs it, bringing it to his lips.Oh, he’s smooth.He’s a little shorter than Dario and much leaner, with black hair and steel gray eyes but no facial hair. He’s got a baby face, but high cheekbones and very dark features. His lips are plump and suck-able. Tattoos cover his arms and neck. I’d love to see what’s under his white tee.
“Spade’s your name?”
“Nah, just like Jade isn’t your real name,” he smirks.
“Touché.” I smile at him. Leaning into his touch, he eyes me up and down, licking his lips.Damn, I wonder what he can do with that tongue.
“What’s your real name? Don’t be shy; I’ll tell you mine if you tell me yours.” He bites his bottom lip as his hand toys with the hem of my tank.
A guy who looks like sin and probably fucks like a god surely has better lines than that.
“What, are we in elementary school, Spade?”
