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“Has he asked for anythingspecifically?”Whizz asked.

“A safe place for thewomen.He believes Master will come for them to get to the men.”Lash looked pale.“I can’t even believe I’m calling this manMaster.I don’t even know him, and already he’s causingtrouble.”

“We attracttrouble.”

Lash nodded, releasing a sigh.“I’llcatch you soon.I’ll be doing church this Sunday, bethere.”

“Gash won’t bethere.”

“I know.He’s got his ownshit to deal with.I’m sure we’ll find out what’s going on with himsoon enough.Take care.”They shook hands, slapping each other onthe back.

Whizz stayed long enough to watch Lashleave his property.Closing the door, he pressed the code to theautomatic gate, then locked every door and window into the house.He was going to protect his family.The same security system was atthe club, and Whizz wouldn’t let anything happen to TheSkulls.

Chapter Eight

Charlotte opened her eyes and becameaware of Gash cuddled up against her.She didn’t freak out thistime.They were both naked, and after the pleasure they had giveneach other well into the night, she didn’t feel it was right tofreak out.She had been with him every step of the way.

Biting her lip, she stared athis face.He was a good looking man.Seven years ago, he’d been good looking, alittle thinner than he was now, but not as butch.He also hadn’thad as many scars.There were cuts and scars over his body that shejust knew were from his time in prison.

“You know, staring isrude,” he said.

“I didn’t even know youwere awake.”

He opened his eyes, and her heart ratesped up.She couldn’t look away, nor did she want to.Gash was ahandsome man.Her pussy grew slick recalling the way he held herdown and brought her to orgasm.He was persistent in giving herpleasure, and she’d been too weak and too wanton to denyhim.

“Do you like what yousee?”

“Yes.”

Gash stroked his hand up to cup herbreast, and he pinched the hard nipple.He turned her so that herback was pressed against his front.His cock lay between the cheeksof her ass, and he was already swollen stiff.

“Last night, baby, that wasjust the beginning,” he said, snuggling in close.

“It’s afterseven.”

“Just five more minutes.”Hegroaned, and Charlotte didn’t want to pull away.She loved his armsaround him and the way he held her.With him holding her, she feltlike nothing could ever take that safety away.

He protected her.

After so many years of being alone, it wasnice to have someone close, someone willing to fight for her.She’dnever had that before.

Silence fell betweenthem, but itwasn’t a bad silence.It was peaceful.She closed her eyes, and hesighed.

“This is what I imagined,”he said.

“Huh?”

“Waking up with my woman.Obviously, I always imagined that I’d be fucking mywoman.”

She giggled, slapping his hand.“Don’tstart.”

“It’s okay.I don’t mindwaiting.The anticipation is all part of it.Besides, you worked mydick many times last night.I doubt I’ve got any spunk left inme.”

“Do you have to begross?”

“Not being gross, baby.It’s a club thing.I just say it like it is.”

She rolled her eyes.“Will you evertell me about what happened there?”she asked.

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