Page 67 of Lani

On many occasions when shit happens and we as men can’t settle that shit, we call her in and she fucking enjoys every second of it.

Death is an ending, but sometimes the road there shouldn’t be easy, and this is the case here. Woman or not, shit needs to be settled.

“Well, what the fuck do we have here?” Shaylin grins that fucking grin. She gets that from her dad Smiley. He will fucking kill you and do it smiling, Shaylin got the shit handed to her straight from her dad.

Andrea doesn’t speak to her, just stares at Shaylin. I can see sweat rolling down the side of her face. “Look, you guys, I was just being a bitch. She killed my man, you know what you would do if someone hurt Butcher, right, Shaylin?” she tries to reason.

Shaylin just keeps smiling, taking her bag from Butcher. “I learned over the years that it’s best to keep my own supplies. The guys ruin tools so fucking much, it’s better to keep my own.”

She reaches inside and grabs a pair of pink steel knuckles, “Do you like them?” She flexes them to the guys.

Butcher glares at everyone, making sure we all nod that we like them. I’m not afraid of anyone, but Butcher will make me second-guess shit.

“Please don’t do this,” Andrea begs.

Shaylin rolls her eyes. “Listen, you fucked with a lot of people in this club. I make it my mission to protect the women in the club. You fucked with them and I will fuck you right back.” She wrinkles her nose. “Not literally, but you get what I’m saying.”

Shaylin steps up without hesitating, hitting her twice in the face. Andrea screams, trying to tear her arms free.

“I will get free from you,” Andrea grumps through her messed up mouth. She looks at Shaylin right in the eyes. “When I do, I’m going to come for your sweet little daughter and son.”

This bitch is the dumbest person I have ever met in my life. You don’t say shit like that to Shaylin about her kids.

I guess she’s fucking hoping that Shaylin will just end her quickly, but I know for a fact that won’t be happening now. What little sympathy Shaylin did have for her is gone.

Shaylin looks over at us. “I would suggest leaving. This may take days, but know that she will be taken care of.”

“Have fun in hell, Andrea!” Vinny calls, and we walk out of the basement, Andrea’s screams filling the stairwell.

I push Vinny straight into one of the bedroom apartments. “Pants off now,” I order, and he gives me a hot look.

I’ve been hard from the second he opened his mouth to Andrea. He takes his pants off slowly, driving me fucking crazy.

God, I need him.

He stands in front of me, completely bare, cupping his dick and stroking it. My mouth waters at the thought of taking him in my mouth. I pull my pants down and set the packet of lube on the bed next to him.

Vinny spots the lube and grins. “You going to let me top you this time?” he asks.

I am in front of him in a split second, one hand on his throat, the other on his dick. “You will never fucking top me, baby. You remember when you used to try?”

His face darkens at the memory. When we first got together, Vinny was always the top and I was too, but we figured that shit right off the bat.

It’s hard to even think of life without Lani in it. She has completely buried herself so deep inside of our hearts. Our lives were at a standstill until Lani came along. She changed everything.

“On the bed.”

Vinny lies on the bed and I lick my lips. He is fucking perfect. I don’t know what I did to please God for what he has given me, for him and for Lani. I am so fucking thankful.

I grip his dick in my hand, licking from the tip to his balls. Vinny closes his eyes, breathing deep.

I love that I can make someone come undone with my mouth, my dick and my hands. I open the packet of lube, letting it down over his balls to his ass.

I swirl his entrance with my fingers, not entering but teasing him. I suck his dick into my mouth, licking around the tip. “Hmm,” I moan, slowly sliding my finger inside of him.

“Fuck, Trey, just fuck me,” he begs, but I just slowly bring his pleasure out of him, watching his eyes roll back in his head, the way his fingers grip the blankets on the bed.

Fucking beautiful.

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