Page 7 of Romeo

Did he want to? Fuck no.

Christ.Something was definitely wrong with him. Since when did two horny women going at it hot and heavy not get him off?

If he wasn’t sick, he had to be fucking broken.

Because for him, this shit wasn’t normal.

Maybe he needed a goddamn shrink.

Or less whiskey.

Regrettably, maybe less pot.

He frowned.

Fuck that.Overindulging never once made him not want to have sex in the past. Normally, he was always ready to go no matter how badly he was wasted.

That was another sad fact tonight…

He wasn’t even buzzing yet.

“Kiss each other,” he barked before tucking the lit joint between his lips.

Tink lifted her face from between CeeCee’s thighs as the other sweet butt turned her head. Both stared at him with their lips shiny and their eyes glassy.

He might not be buzzing but the two of them certainly fucking were.

Damn.

When they untangled their limbs and sat up, their tits hung heavily, and their nipples were tightly pebbled.

He picked these two tonight out of the ever-changing stable of sweet butts because they both had thighs thick enough to rub together. Just how he liked them.

Don’t give him a damn thigh gap. He didn’t want to see a sliver of fucking light between their thighs. When he went down on a woman, he wanted to be temporarily blind and deaf because his face was buried deep within some womanly flesh.

White boys liked skin and bones. Gaps between a woman’s thighs large enough to drive a Harley through.

Romeo was certainly not fucking white. Nor did he want to be.

He was the goddamn president of the Dark Knights. And to be in his MC, you had to be dark. Or at least be some shade of black.

As for the club’s sweet butts and ol’ ladies? Not the samerequirement. They could be any color in the damn rainbow as long as they had tits and a pussy.

And put out. Willingly.

In fact, Tink was Asian and CeeCee was… He didn’t fucking know or care. Basically, she was pale. All he cared about was that her pussy was pink, and it didn’t smell like a wet fucking dog.

For fuck’s sake.The two of them tangling tongues and twisting each other’s nipples also didn’t do shit for him tonight.

Something had to change. It had to be either him or them.

He decided it was them.

The second they paused from eating each other’s face, he ordered, “Get out.”

“Romeo...” CeeCee whined with her two over-plucked eyebrows pinched together so tightly, they became one thin line that looked like someone had drawn it on with a damn Sharpie.

“Get the fuck out. Done with you two.”

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