Zero (15 page)

He watched her throat swallow the liquid. There shouldn’t be anything erotic in the sight. His cock was saying otherwise. Her lips would look so fucking beautiful wrapped around his dick. Zero would love to see her throat swallow his cum.

“Give me a whiskey,” he said, trying to get rid of Steven.

Seconds later a glass of whiskey was placed in front of him.

“You sure look pretty,” Steven said.

“Fuck off.” Zero growled the words at the other man. He was sick and tired of Steven trying to get on her good side.

“Zero! That was rude,” she said.

He glared down at her. She shoved him hard in the shoulder before storming away. Watching her disappear he rounded on Steven, who had his arms in the air. “Hey, man, cool it. I’m not in the mood to lose a limb. She’s taken, I get it.”

“Yeah, she is taken.”

Butch chose that moment to plonk down on the bar stool. “Actually, you kind of need to claim her before you do that.”

“You’re supposed to be my friend,” Zero said, turning his attention to the other man.

“I am your friend. You can’t go warning off brothers without intending to take her off the market.”

“What about your own woman?” Zero asked, recalling Butch’s confession the other day.

“She’s still on the market and has nothing to do with the club.” Butch leaned in close. “Shit is going to hit the fan sooner or later. Alan is not going away. I’d take the time while you have the chance to claim her. Once Alan starts, he’s never going to stop.” Zero’s glass was swiped out of his hand. “Think about it.”

Leaning against the bar he saw Prue playing cards with Rose and Hardy. It wouldn’t be long before Rose was naked and Hardy was showing her off to the rest of the club.

Prue’s tits caught Zero’s attention. Sipping his whiskey, he watched her lean forward to grab a card. She wasn’t like other women. Prue didn’t give a fuck about her nails or going shopping for clothes. Not once had she talked about breaking a nail. She got stuck in with the kids and with the work.

The other day he’d even seen her fixing a bike up with Blaine.

She really was a one of a kind woman.

When she grew bored with losing cards, she grabbed a bottle of vodka from the shelf, leaving some money for Steven.

“Come on then,” she said, taking his hand.

“What?”

“Let’s go and play pool. I’d rather play something I’ve got a chance of winning rather than not.”

Zero followed her into the pool room. Killer and Kelsey were playing, and they joined them for a game. They teamed up and played the other two. Standing behind Prue, Zero stared at her ass. The dress she wore rode up her back, exposing the top part of her legs.

Killer constantly whispered in Kelsey’s ear. The other woman was giggling and turning red at whatever the other man was saying. One of the shots required Prue to lean over the table.

Staying behind her, he watched as she aligned the shot and got the perfect view of her red covered pussy. Fuck, she was wearing red panties. Zero failed every shot after he saw her sweet pussy.

Prue took over, annoyed, and beat Killer and Kelsey five games to one. Prue giggled, kissing Killer’s cheek as they left the room.

Banding an arm around her waist, he knew she was getting merry from the drink.

Rose was up on the table with Hardy behind her. Prue paused as they stopped and stared at the woman erotically dancing around the pole at the furthest end of the room.

“So that’s why there is a pole there,” she said, gasping.

“Hardy and Rose are known for showing off in front of everyone. They will do everything in front of an audience. His one rule is not to touch. Rose is his woman. If they touch, he’ll hurt them.”

She moaned, wriggling her ass against his cock.

He gripped her hips, hissing. “Be careful, baby. I’m holding on by a thread.”

“Are you wanting to fuck me, Zero?” she said, glancing over her shoulder up at him.

“You know I do.”

Prue turned around, sliding a finger down his chest until she cupped his cock. “I’m wet, Zero.”

Spinning her so her back was pressed to the wall, Zero gazed down into her eyes. “Do you have any idea what you’re doing?” he asked.

“I’m not drunk. I’m happy. I’m relaxed, and I can’t think of a single reason why we can’t fuck. It has been weeks, Zero, months.” She leaned in close, pressing kisses to his neck. He groaned as she bit down on the flesh of his neck. “It has been so long since I’ve felt a nice hard cock pounding inside me.”

“You don’t know what you’re doing,” he said.

He couldn’t get any more turned on. His cock was so fucking tight. Zero imagined the imprint of his zipper would be on his cock.

She grabbed his hand, bringing his fingers to her mouth. He watched her open her mouth and suck one then two fingers into her mouth, getting them nice and wet.

“What’s the matter, Zero? You never have a woman tell you what she wants?” she asked.

Zero didn’t respond as she moved his fingers up the inside her of her thigh. He cupped her heat, feeling the wetness of her panties against his palm.

No, he couldn’t wait anymore. Grabbing her hand, it was his turn to lead, and he took her upstairs to his room.

****

Prue was melting, and the alcohol she’d consumed had given her the courage to finally approach Zero with her need. Sleeping next to him every night and not being with him was driving her crazy. Most of her dreams were filled with sex and wanton need. There was only so much she could survive. Refusing Zero was no longer an option.

When Alan finally lashed out she needed to keep her wits about her. The only way to deal with that was to give in to their need.

Zero opened his bedroom door. She turned in time to see him flick the lock into place. He was breathing deeply. “Wow, you move fast, don’t you?” she said, smiling.

Her panties were soaked with her need.

Reaching behind her, she pulled the pins out of her hair, letting the length fall around her shoulders. His gaze hadn’t left hers. Zero also hadn’t spoken a word to her since he got her to his room.

“What’s the matter? Cat got your tongue?”

“Take the dress off. Keep the shoes on.”

Raising a brow, she placed her hands on her hips. “You’re going to order me about?”

“And you’re going to do as you’re told. We’re not best friends right now, Prue. This is my room, and you’ve got no control here. I get what I want.”

He turned her on, standing up to her.

“Okay.” She wasn’t going to argue. He could be the boss all he wanted. She was more than happy to give him the reins in the bedroom.

She tugged at the hem of her dress and dragged it up her legs before pulling it over her head. Throwing the dress at him, she stood in the modest black heels and a matching set of red lace underwear. The bra felt good against her skin while the panties made her feel sensual.

“Fuck me,” he said.

Staying still, she waited for his next instruction.

Zero threw the dress aside before removing his jacket. When his shirt came off, her mouth dried up at the sight. She’d seen him without a shirt plenty of times. This was different. They were going to fuck, and their friendship was going to change. The line had been drawn years ago. Between the two of them, they were smashing down all barriers that kept them apart.

He took a step closer wearing his jeans and boots.

Staring up at him, they stood close but not touching. The masculine scent of his deodorant wafted up to her nostrils. Licking her lips, she gazed at the expanse of his chest.

“You’ve got me here. Tell me what you want.”

His hands reached out, gripping some of her hair and cupping her face. Zero tilted her head back, leaning in close. “I want a kiss.”

Zero took possession of her mouth, sliding his tongue inside. She whimpered at the power he held over her from a simple kiss. Plenty of men had kissed her before. None of them had left her yearning so much. His tongue teased hers, deepening the kiss.

Gripping his arms, she held onto his body as she went a little lightheaded. He didn’t move or try to touch another part of her.

His lips and hands were the only parts of him touching her. She sank her nails into his arms, wanting him to take control, bend her over the bed and fuck her.

“Please,” she said. Zero kissed down her neck, sucking on the pulse at the side.

“Why are you in such a rush to have it over with?” he asked.

“I’m not. Please, fuck me.” She wasn’t above begging. The heat built in her pussy, and she was on fire.

“I will. All in good time. My room, my rules, and you’re going to do everything I tell you.” He bit her skin, making her gasp with pleasure before he returned to her lips.

“This is not fair.”

“By the time I’m finished you’re going to know what being fucked by me is all about. I don’t do sloppy. When I fuck, it’s wet, dirty, and fucking memorable. I don’t waste my time.” He tugged on her hair forcing her to take a step back.

Zero kept this up until she once again had her back to the wall. He pressed his body to hers, grinding his rock hard cock against her stomach. “You want a quick fuck that leaves you wanting more then find someone else. I will have you screaming for me to stop from what I do to you.”

Prue whimpered. “I want you.”

“Then you do not order me around. You do as I tell you and accept what I do to you.” He fisted her hair in his hand, tugging until she was staring at the ceiling. His lips moved around her neck going from ear to ear before moving down to suck on her nipple through the lace of her bra.

She screamed at the pleasure. He bit down on the hard bud adding some pain to the heat of his mouth. Zero went to the next nipple, sucking the bud into his mouth before biting down. The pleasure and pain mixed together leaving her jerking in his arms.

“I can smell your pussy, baby. I’ve not even got my hands on you, and you’re fucking hot to the touch.” He knelt before her. His hands still held her head back, forcing her to look at the ceiling. She felt his face press against her pussy. His tongue flicked across the lace, keeping him away from her clit.

“Please,” she said, screaming.

“Do you want me or a man who doesn’t know his dick from his elbow?” he asked, growling the words against the flesh of her thigh.

“You, I want you.” Fuck, he was more than she ever imagined, and all he’d done was touch her with his lips. He released her hair enough for her to look at him. Zero stood up, staring down into her eyes. He was so much taller than she was.

“Good choice,” he said.

His hands released her. In quick movements he turned her to face the wall, flicking the catch of her bra. He tugged the straps down her arms, throwing the red lace onto the floor. Next, he rid her body of the panties, getting her to step out of them.

She watched him place a chair beside her.

“Put your foot on the chair.”

Frowning, she did as he asked. His fingers started at the curve of her ankle and slowly worked his fingers up the inside her thigh.

“Your body is to die for,” he said, caressing her thigh, gently. “Your skin is soft, but your legs are strong.”

Biting her lip, she gasped as he cupped her naked pussy.

“You’re soaking wet. Do you want me to leave you, or should I slide my finger through this slit to see how fucking wet you are?” he asked.

“Please,” she said, moaning for more. “Touch me. Don’t stop.”

“Oh, I will touch you. I’ll have you begging for me.”

One finger glided through the lips of her sex. Panting for breath, she screamed out at the sudden touch to her clit.

“Yes, that’s right, baby. You’re so fucking wet and beautiful.” He tapped her clit several times. Down his finger went to slide into her cunt. “Now there is perfection. Tight, wet, and ready to take a cock. You want my cock, baby?”

“Yes.” Her body no longer felt like her own.

Zero owned her.

A second finger was added to the first, stretching her pussy. “Fuck, you’re going to make it hard for me to fuck you.”

He pumped two fingers inside her, adding a third when she grew wetter.

“I’m not going to do anything else until I hear you cry out. I want your cum all over my fingers, Prue.”

She whimpered. Holding her leg up on the chair was hard to do as he worked her pussy. His other hand held onto her hips, keeping her in place.

“Are you going to give me what I want? Or do I have to take it?” he asked.

Shaking her head, Prue closed her eyes concentrating on his fingers. They were hard and rough from the labor he did every day. He moved his three fingers up, gliding over her clit. “I can feel how close you are.” Zero thrust the three fingers inside her cunt. “Are you on birth control?”

“I get the shot. I don’t know if the painkiller affected it or not.”

“Then I’ll wear a condom. Soon, I’ll take you without a condom. I want to see my cum filling you up.”

He was a lot dirtier than she imagined. For some reason she’d always thought Zero would be a little more reserved in the bedroom.

“Do I surprise you?” he asked.

“A little.” She moaned as his thumb pressed to her clit.

“Why?”

“I didn’t think you would be like this.”

Zero claimed her lips in response. He bit into her bottom lip.

“Baby, I like my sex a lot dirtier than this,” he said, whispering against her ear. “The things I want to do to you are not fit for tender ears. Do you think you can handle it?”

Her orgasm crashed through her. Zero held her up with an arm wrapped around her waist. He didn’t let up, stroking her clit throughout her orgasm. His fingers left her pussy, leaving her feeling empty.

“Fuck yes,” she said. “I can handle everything you throw at me.”

Chapter Nine

Zero’s fingers were soaked in her cream. Pulling them away from her body, he waited until she was looking at him before he licked her cum off, loving the taste of her sweet release. “I look forward to eating out your pussy. You’re going to give me everything, aren’t you, Prue?”

She nodded. Bless her, she looked so tired. The night was only just beginning. He wasn’t going to give her a chance to regret what they were about to do. Lifting her up in his arms, he dumped her on the bed. She still wore those heels, and he wasn’t about to remove them.