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"You'd guess correctly," she says, shimmying to pull the fake leather up to her hips.

He bends down and takes one of her nipples into his mouth, and he feels the small scars where it had once been pierced. Massaging the other, he hopes she can't see the crinkle of his nose as he feels the silicone. Marnie was natural, not fake. Although, he has always been a sucker for nipple piercings. They could have had so much fun if she'd gotten hers pierced.

Unwilling to touch her chest any longer, he turns her around to face the wall. Her hands brace herself on the wall as he slides a hand up to grip her throat before slamming into her from behind. She whimpers as he starts the onslaught of pounding into her pussy.

"Fuck me," she whispers, her voice strangled slightly from Venom's fingers wrapped tightly around her neck. He makes sure not to grip her too hard and cut off her air supply.

His forearm rests between her fake tits as though they're a lifejacket, and her elbows give as she presses her cheek against the wall.

"Fuck yes," she moans. "Punish me, baby. Fuck me like you wish you could fuck her."

Lifting her up off the ground, he pulls her ass up to shift the angle while keeping her face and hands pressed against the wall. The benefit to taking a bunny back to his apartment is that they're almost all the same. They live off of sex, liquor, and cigarettes. Which means there's not much to them weight-wise, making them easier to manhandle however he sees fit. In this case, Kandi's become his very own blow-up doll as he picks up speed.

Her pussy clenches around him, and he chokes her tighter to stop her moans. He knows she can still breathe, but he can't listen to her. She can't be heard if he wants to come, and he thinks back to the nights he'd fuck Marnie in the shadows against the clubhouse. Her moans fill his ears against his will, but it sends him over the edge.

"Fuck!" he shouts and fills the condom.

Almost dropping Kandi to the floor as he finishes, he realizes how much he wants her out of his apartment. But she rubs her throat, and he feels a little guilty when she faces him. "That was something new, and it's not often I say that," she says, her voice slightly hoarse.

"Did I hurt you?" he asks, ripping the condom off and tossing it into the garbage.

Smiling, she shakes her head. "Not at all. I liked it. You showed me who was boss, and I have to say, I'm more than happy to accommodate you in any way you want from now on. Just give me a nod, and I'm yours. No matter who I'm with."

"You liked it that much?"

Her lips press up to his, and he leans back, making her kiss his chin instead. "Ilovedit that much. And I think a man like you is capable of much rougher shit. Bondage and spanking don't scare me. In fact, you can bring anything you want into the bedroom with us. All I ask is that we don't draw blood. I'm not good with scabs."

He lifts an eyebrow and stares at her.This bitch is forward. And presumptuous."I'll... uh... keep that in mind."

Both adjust their clothes, neither having fully taken anything off, and he holds the door open for her. "Such a gentleman," she purrs.

"No one's ever called me that before," he says.

They walk into the main room again, and another dark-haired woman runs into the clubhouse.Damn, this place is just crawling with brunette's, isn't it? Fuck me.

Venom recognizes her as Ky's wife, and she rushes straight up to Lex who stands at the bar with a bottle of water. She shouts Lex's name, and he fears for Felicity when she pushes Lex, nearly knocking her off-balance.

"Thank God," Kandi whispers.

"What?"

She laughs. "Someone's finally got the guts to put Princess in her place."

"You don't like Lex?"

"I fucking hate that bitch."

"Your services will no longer be required. Run along, whore. Find some other man to fuck."

Her eyes widen, her mouth dropping open as she stares. "Are you kidding?"

"My loyalties lie with that woman and her husband. You don't like her? Well, you can go fuck all the way off."

"You can't be serious."

Getting in her face, he glares with the same disdain he normally reserves for his enemies. The look that earned him his road name. "You don't fuck that good. Get lost, slut."

She scurries away, and he shrugs. At least he got a decent fuck out of it. Now, for the show. This looks like it'll end with fireworks. Or tears. The latter better not be from Lex.

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