Page 7 of Blade: Blade Outlawz MC

It took an hour of running, then another hour lifting weights before I finally got my mind and dick off Pepper. I left the gym, then went into my room to shower.

I stripped out of my clothes, then checked the camera to see what Pepper was up to. It was a bad fucking idea. She’d taken her pants off and was on the floor doing yoga in nothing but her shirt and a thong.

Bad fucking idea. Immediately, my dick bricked up. I watched her for a minute with my dick in my hands. I wanted to go in the room and put myself out of misery, but I knew we weren’t there yet. I knew deep down, Pepper was attracted to me. I could see it in her eyes when she looked at me. There was lust behind the fearful look she gave me. In due time, things would progress, but I knew I had to work my way to it. She didn’t trust me at the moment, but sooner or later, she would.

After torturing myself, I walked into the bathroom and turned the shower on. I couldn’t get the visual of Pepper’s ass out of my head. It was fat as fuck. Pepper was built like one of the Amazonian women, tall and thick as hell.

I stepped into the shower still holding my dick. There was only one way it would go down, and that would be if I nutted. I let the warm water cascade over my sore muscles as I pictured Pepper. I gripped my dick tighter and moved my hand up and down as the water made it wetter.

“Shit.” I groaned. I wasn’t used to beating my dick, but I had no problem doing it if needed, and this moment was needed.

It didn’t take me long to bust my nut down the drain, then wash up.

When I got out of the shower, I wrapped a towel around myself and went back into my bedroom.

I glanced at the cameras again, and Pepper was sitting in the middle of the bed, staring at the wall.

I low-key felt bad, so I cut the camera off and got myself dressed. My phone rang as I pulled up my sweatpants.

“What’s good, bro?”

“Yo, her pops know you have her. Apparently, he has a tracker on her bike. Her cousin also asked me where she was, and I had to lie to her.”

I sat on the edge of the bed and rubbed my hand over my head. My brother had a thing for Cayenne, like I did for Pepper,but he wouldn’t go as far as I did. Not to say that he wasn’t a little off, because he was. They didn’t call him Axe for nothing. He just thought things through a little more than I did.

“I’m not worrying about that shit. She wants to be here.” I smirked.

Axe sucked his teeth. “You full of shit, and you know it. I know you, and you waited until the perfect time to make do with your plans. Do you even have a plan though? Like a real plan?”

I told my brother a small part of my plan before it all happened, but I honestly didn’t think the shit would come to fruition. I knew my brother would have my back regardless, but he didn’t agree with what I did.

“Look, I got everything under control. Don’t worry about bitch ass Harold.”

“You know it ain’t no bitch in my blood. I’m just letting you know what’s going on since you out there playing the big bad wolf and shit.”

I chuckled. “It’s nothing like that. But look, I need to handle some shit, but hit me up if something else comes up.”

I stood to grab a T-shirt and threw it on.

“I got you. Don’t do anything stupid.”

“I promise you I won’t. Love you.”

“Love you, too.”

I hung up the phone and sat back on the side of the bed. I needed to find a way to get Pepper on my side before some shit got out of hand.

I put my slides on, grabbed the key to the other room, and walked down the hall to Pepper’s room.

Her head shot up when I opened the door.

Another day had to have passed since I’d been locked up in that damn room. I was pissed, and that man hadn’t shown his face since he brought me food. I didn’t know how he thought I would survive off one meal. He and I both knew I wasn’t a small girl. I was healthy for the most part, but I loved to eat. One meal a day wasn’t going to cut it. I hoped he wasn’t trying to starve me, because that wouldn’t do anything but piss me off even more.

I didn’t know what to do with myself, and since I missed my yoga class, I decided to try and release the negative energy I felt. Doing it in my jeans was difficult, so I took them off. The whole time, I tried to relax, but I kept thinking the mean man would come into the room while I didn’t have pants on. I didn’t want him to get any ideas if he saw me in just my thong. Even though it may not have been a bad idea.

“Get your shit together, Pepper,” I whispered. I hated how I kept thinking about him. The least he could have done was show his face again. I needed to change my clothes, and I was hungry again. I guess I was grateful that I had a decent bathroom to use. I couldn’t take a shower, though, and I was starting to feel icky. It would have been worse if I didn’t shower after I left Jalen’s house. I was sure Jalen was worried about me, but he wouldn’texpress it since we were messing around in secret. I probably would have been better off with him than being locked up in some room like I was Rapunzel or some shit.

I laughed at myself and my dumb thoughts. Staring at the four walls had me on the verge of going crazy.

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