Page 19 of Rocky

“Move your hand,” I sternly whispered, scaring her.

She snatched her hand away from her center so damn quick, I was surprised she didn’t throw her shoulder out.

“Oh my God! What are you—how did you—Why are you here?”

Ignoring her questions, I asked, “Who’s on your mind, Rue?”

“Huh?”

“Are you thinking about me? Is that why you playing in that pussy?”

“Huh?”

I grabbed her ankle and pulled her to the edge of the bed. She gasped but didn’t resist.

“Does my presence make you forget how to use your words, Rue?”

“You…you should—Oh shit!”

I buried my face between her thighs and swiped my tongue over her pussy. She palmed the back of my head and pressed it into her mound.

“That’s a good girl,” I mumbled against her lips.

As I dipped two fingers into her slippery, tight hole, I sucked on her clit.

“Oh my God! Rocky, please.”

“Whatchu want, baby?” I asked as my lips brushed against hers.

“Make me cum!”

“Say less.”

I shifted into go mode and ravished her pussy. Her moans became loud, and she grabbed a pillow and covered her face to muffle the sounds. I wanted to hear her but understood her dilemma. There was a house full of people, and we didn’t need them in our business.

She didn’t have to tell me when she was cumming because I felt her pussy contracting around my fingers. However, I was caught off guard when my face was showered with her juices.

“Damn, you taste good,” I praised.

Her chest heaved up and down as she caught her breath. I stood and snatched the pillow from her face. When our eyes connected, she quickly looked away and covered her face with her hands.

“You need to leave,” she mumbled.

“You didn’t want me to leave a few minutes ago.”

“I’ve come to my senses and want you to leave.”

I hadn’t decided if I’d pursue her, but her attitude made the decision easier. Instead of going back and forth with her, I left.

The following evening, the executive members met for our bi-weekly meeting. We usually discussed our administrative tasks and upcoming events first, but Joe, the club’s enforcer, had other plans.

“Did y’all know he was a Rider?” he asked.

“Not when we got the call, but I recognized him right away,” I replied.

“You should’ve aborted the mission.”

“Nah, fuck that. The girl he was beating was Noel’s cousin. She ain’t but twenty years old, and Noel found out he’s been beating her ass for a few months.”

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