Revenge (16 page)

Drawing her to the edge of the counter, he sank down
on the chair and admired the sight of her naked pussy. She’d started to have
her lips waxed until she was smooth.

The first time he saw her like this, he’d hated it.
Now, he loved the sight as being waxed made licking her out far more
pleasurable.

“Fuck, baby, you make me ache for you.” He ran his
fingers through her slit, watching as she screamed and cried out from the
pleasure.

She soaked his fingers with her cream she was so turned
on.

“Open your thighs wide. I want to see the cunt I own.”

“Oh, Tiny.”

“I know, baby. I’m going to have you feeling good in
no time.” Sitting in front of her, he waited for Eva to spread her thighs wide
before he did anything else. She rested her feet on the counter, opening
herself up. He got a lovely view of her pink pussy, creamy cunt, and sinful ass.
His biggest problem now was deciding which to fuck.

Tiny loved being
in her ass and cunt.

Sliding a finger into her cunt, he watched and felt
how she gripped his digit. She flung her head back, moaning. The house was
large enough for her to make as much noise as she wanted to without fear of
waking their kids up.

“Please, Tiny,” she said, begging.

Adding a second finger to her pussy, he pressed his
thumb to her clit. The walls of her pussy gripped him tightly. Her cum swamped
his fingers, soaking them.

Easing two fingers out of her cunt, he slid them to
her ass. She gasped but didn’t pull away from him as he pressed one finger to
her anus.

Within seconds she took his finger into her ass.
Sliding the digit in and out he waited for her to scream in pleasure before
adding a second.

“Please, Tiny, I need you.”

Leaning forward, he slid his tongue from her clit down
to her entrance. Thrusting his tongue into her creamy cunt, he mimicked the
action he was doing to her ass with his fingers. Her cum exploded on his
tongue, making him want more. Swallowing down every drop, he flicked her clit
then thrust inside her. Each action drew her closer and closer to orgasm.

Her body shook underneath his touch. Playing with her
ass, he licked her pussy, feeling his cock answer in response. He wanted inside
her.

“Come for me, Eva. I want you to explode.”

She gripped the edge of the counter as he attacked her
clit. Within seconds she was screaming in release. He swallowed down her cum,
loving the taste. When he was finished, he wiped her juices from his chin.

Pulling his fingers out of his ass, he wiped them on a
towel, grabbed his cock and stroked the length through her slit.

“Tiny, please, fuck me,” she said, begging him for
more.

“I’ve just made you come and you need more?”

“Yes, always need more of you.” She reached between them
to stroke his cock.

“Put me inside you,” he said.

Staring down at where they were joined he watched as
she slowly put his cock inside her sweet pussy. Eva was warm, wet, and tight.

Gripping hold of her hips, he slammed inside her,
going in deep.

“Yeah, fuck, baby. You feel so fucking good.”

Eva cried out. He pulled out of her pussy then slammed
in deep, relishing her cries of pleasure. Her tits bounced in the bra, but it
wasn’t enough for him.

Grabbing a knife, he cut into the bra removing the
remains of the bra out of his way.

“Love watching your tits fucking bounce.” In between
each thrust, he spoke each word.

She cried out, arching up against him.

“Please, Tiny.”

“Touch your pussy. I want to see you come apart,” he
said.

Her fingers glided between them. He watched her
fingers work her swollen clit.

“That’s it, baby. Come all over my cock.”

Over and over, he thrust inside her, going as deep as
he could. She tightened around his cock and was screaming her release.

He loved how responsive she was.

No matter how many times he fucked her, he never grew
bored of being inside her.

The tightness of her pussy along with the wet warmth
was all it took to take him over the edge. He didn’t pull out of her.

Ramming inside her one final time, he felt his cum spurt
into her body. Tiny didn’t care if she ended up pregnant from this. All he
cared about was feeling her take all of him.

“Yes, Tiny, please don’t stop.”

Riding his orgasm to completion, he dropped his head
to her chest when it was over. Gasping for breath, he sucked the hard nipple
into his mouth.

“I want another baby,” she said, taking him by
surprise.

Glancing up, he shook his head. “I’m too old.”

“No, you’re not. I want another child, Tiny.”

“We can’t have another one.”

“Yes, we can. I’m not on the pill, and you know that.
You’ve come inside me twice now.”

“I’m old, Eva.”

“No, you’re not. Do not do this to me, Tiny. We can
have more kids. If
you’re wanting
to hand the club
over in a few years then we’ve got more than enough time to have more kids. You’re
not old.”

He pressed his head against hers. The last thing he
wanted to do was hurt her, yet it felt like all he did was hurt her.

“No,” he said.

“Don’t do this, Tiny.”

“Gonzalez is not dead yet. We’ll talk more when he
is.”

She pushed him off her. “When he is, we better be
having another discussion, as otherwise there’s going to be trouble.”

Eva picked up her clothing and left him alone. On the
way out he saw his cum sliding down her leg. He’d fucked up again. Why couldn’t
he ever get anything right when it came to her?

Dropping his head into his hand, he wiped at his eyes
wishing he could give her whatever she wanted.

It was then he noticed the monitor in Miles and
Tabitha’s room. He stared at his two sleeping children.

They were angels to him. He wouldn’t dream of wishing
them out of his life.

Sitting down at the counter, he wondered what the hell
he was supposed to do to keep his family safe. If Eva wanted more kids he knew
it was only a matter of time before he caved and gave them to her. What kind of
a husband was he to deny her?

Chapter Six

Butch stared down at his woman as she slept. He hated
sneaking out on her more than anything. Rubbing the sleep from his eyes, he saw
Gonzalez’s name light up on his phone. Going into the bathroom, he was as quiet
as he could be. Closing the door, he accepted the call.

“What?” he asked.

He’d come to dread this call more than anything. After
doing what he did to Patricia’s grave, he wanted to pull out or at least come
clean to Tiny. Instead, he felt worse than the worst. Alex told him not to
worry, but it didn’t stop the hatred from building inside him. Butch had never
wanted to be part of Gonzalez’s circle. He lost everything to the bastard’s
father. The last thing he wanted was to lose everything to the son now.

Not only was he doing what Alex wanted him to do with
Gonzalez, he was also feeding information to the Savage Brothers. He didn’t
know which one upset him the most. The Skulls was his home, his family. Seeing
Gash again after all this time had really shoved to home how much the club
meant to him. The Savage Brothers were not part of him anymore. They were all
in the past, and he was still in the present. What he didn’t know was how to
get them to leave town without drawing attention to themselves? They’d come to
town because of Gonzalez. He doubted they’d leave quietly until they got what
they wanted. He was up shit creek and didn’t even know how to get himself out
of it.

Should he really be helping a club he was never a part
of?

What about your dad’s memory? He’s in your blood, and you’re
disrespecting him in not helping.

“What’s the matter, Butch? I thought we were good
friends?” Gonzalez said.

“You’re only calling to put in an order. Tell me what
you want so you can leave me alone,” he said. “I didn’t come to you to be your
fucking whipping boy.”

“It’s pretty simple. I want to know what Eva does in
her spare time. Where she goes, what she does, who’s with her.”

The questions unnerved Butch. He didn’t even have time
to talk with Alex before he answered.

“It’s really late, and you’re interested in Eva’s
social life? Don’t you have something more interesting for me to do?”

“Well that depends, Butch. Do you want to be one of my
men or not?”

Alex needs you to do this.

“Lockdown is over. Eva will spend most of her time at
their home or visiting the spa. She takes care of all the kids when no one
can.” Butch hated
himself
the moment the words left
his mouth. He should have spewed lies before spilling the truth. When Alex came
to him with this suggestion, he should have turned him down.

“Good.
There’s no surprises
then?” Gonzalez asked.

“Eva doesn’t stick to a tight schedule. She does what
she wants when she wants to. You’ve got no chance of getting to her, Gonzalez.”
Please, leave her the fuck alone. Leave
all the women alone and die.

“That’s fine. I’ll be stopping by for the wedding. I
look forward to seeing Pussy with his blind girl. I may even let him live
through it. Your girl will live. She’s got my vote. I like her.”

Gripping the cell phone tightly, Butch tried not to
give
himself
away.

“You’re coming for the wedding?” he asked.

“I thought it would be a nice visit. I mean, The Chaos
Bleeds crew and The Skulls are all together to marry each other. The only thing
better would be one man and one woman. Shame, they won’t be alive long enough
to know what’s going to happen.”

Silence followed as Butch absorbed everything he’d
just said.

“You’re going to kill them?”

“I’ve not thought about it. Forget what I just said.
It’s nothing personal. I’m just rambling.”

Had Gonzalez just fucked up in what he said?

It seemed too good to be true.

“Do you want anything else?” Butch asked, itching to
get to Alex.

“Do you hate them?” Gonzalez asked, catching him off
guard.

“Who?”

“The Skulls?
They blackmailed you into being with them. I was just wondering how you
were finding life with them. You’re still in the clubhouse, right?”

Sitting on the toilet, Butch stared straight ahead of
him.

“It’s difficult. We’re going back home the day after
tomorrow. Alex wanted a bit more time with his kid.”

“I can kill Alex for you, and then you can have
Matthew and Cheryl all to yourself.”

“I’ll kill Alex when the time is right,” Butch said,
lying. They had an understanding when it came to Cheryl and Matthew.

“You’re no fun. Oh, well, everything will come to a
head soon. I’ve got the wheels in motion.”

Gonzalez disconnected the call leaving Butch to stare
at the dead phone.

“Fuck.” Leaving the bathroom, he saw Cheryl was still
sound
asleep.

He couldn’t leave this information until the morning.

Closing the bedroom door behind him, he walked down
toward Alex’s room. When no one responded to his knock, he opened the door to
find the room vacant. There was only one other place he knew where to find him.
Going back in the direction of his room, he stopped at the door next to his.

Slowly, he eased the door open so only a small light shone
into the room. There on the floor beside Matthew was Alex.

The light had disturbed him.

“What?” Alex asked.

“I’ve got news.”

Alex got to his feet and started to move away from his
son’s side.

“What could you possibly have to say to me?” Alex
asked.

“Why are you sleeping with Matthew?” Butch asked.

“Being with him calms me. I’ve been out of his life
for too long. I don’t like it. He’s my son, and I’m not going to miss a chance to
be with him.”

Understanding what he meant, Butch glanced up and down
the long corridor, making sure they were alone.

“Gonzalez has been in touch. He’s asking about Eva and
what she does in her spare time.”

Alex stretched, groaning. “Fuck, sleeping on a floor
is not fucking fun.”

Clicking his fingers, Butch drew his attention back to
him. “He’s going to make his move at the wedding in the town hall.”

“What?”

“The Skulls and Chaos Bleeds crew are all going to die
at this wedding. This could be our chance.”