Page 3 of Speed

Cutter would have liked the turnout. Most people would frown on a party going on after someone died. Not us, it was a party representing how Cutter lived. How we all live. No mourning of death.

As I walked across the room, I noticed Coast and Flirt chatting up the auburn-haired babe. I walked toward them, and she glanced and set her green eyes right on me, then quickly looked back to the men and her friends who she was currently talking with.

Yep, my relief was getting quenched for the night.

I stopped beside Coast and Flirt, "Hope you don't mind," is what they heard as I bent down and threw my cock's entertainment over my shoulder and turned, taking my prize for the night. I could feel my friends’ eyes on my back.

"Asshole, you are lucky we don't kick your ass. Maybe we had some plans for that one. Besides, we got here first, when we're done, you can have a go," Coast said, and I turned back to him. The little thing I'd thrown over my shoulder clued into what was going on since I caught her off guard with my move, and she started wiggling around on me until I just about dropped her. Me being the prick I am, I slapped her ass.

"Be still," was all I said and squeezed a handful of soft ass, and started to rub her backside enjoying the squeal from her after I smacked her ass. The groan that followed when I moved said hand down the back of her thigh and back up, this time going under her tiny skirt. While I was feeling up my prize, I answered Coast.

"Come on, bro, I head back in the morning. You know I can take your ass anyway so really, wasted breath on the threat. Anyway, I should at least get to sample the new goods before I leave," I knew, and they knew she was going with me. My brothers just liked to cause shit when given the opportunity.

"Yeah, Speed, have a goodbye gift. 'Cause when you get back to where you are going, you won't see pussy unless you’re into camels," Flirt said, frowning. I knew the frown wasn't for me but more for what he’s probably seen. Flirt would be heading back to his unit too in a few days.

I nodded at Flirt, then spoke low enough the others couldn't hear, "It’ll be fine, Flirt, we all will, brother."

Flirt turned back to the other women standing there, and I knew that's his way of ending the conversation. I’m sure when we come back for good, our demons will follow us. They always do.

My prize for the night decided she had had enough of this and began putting on quite the show, telling her friends they should be helping her. The only thing the other two women did was laugh, then in unison told her to go with it and enjoy herself, before they turned back to Coast and Flirt, and continued their talking, well, their rubbing up against the brothers.

"Hold on, darlin'. Hope you are this fuckin’ feisty in bed. I love a challenge," I told my bundle as I turned and headed to one of the extra rooms for the night.

"Uh...you didn't have to just grab me. Asking would have been nice," she actually pinched my ass.

Fuck yeah, the snake wiggling in my arms had a little venom. And damn I hoped she was willing to share some of it.

"Well, sweet cheeks, this is me asking, so hope you wasn't planning to leave, 'cause I need relief, and you are going to give it to me." A moan escaped her as I continued to rub my hand up and down over her ass cheek, working it closer to the heat I could already feel radiating from her pussy.

"You are a Neanderthal; you know that? Maybe if you had asked instead of just carting me off—" before she finished her statement, she smacked my ass with her little hand. It didn’t hurt, it felt more as if a feather hit my ass.

But her feistiness had my cock pressing against my zipper, and I took my hand off her ass to adjust myself as I continued to walk. When I placed my hand back on her thigh and ran it under the skirt, I made sure my finger grazed her core. That shut her griping and turned it into another moan. Holy fuck, I was trying to get her back when the move cost me a small portion of my sanity as my fingers slid into her already wet heat, the thong she was wearing wasn’t much of a barrier. Which for me worked out great, less to remove and the sooner I could sink my cock in.

Damn, I don't remember the rooms being that far from the main room. Every little wiggle of her ass and the soft moans was bringing me that much closer to blowing. Something I haven’t done in my pants in a long ass time.

Reaching the door, I turned the knob, walked in, then slammed it behind us. No sooner than I set her down, I was on her, and we tumbled to the bed.

Well hell, maybe the fifteen-year-old boy was still living inside me by the finesse of that move.

Iwoke, stretched,reached down and rubbed my morning wood, then flinched. The fucker was sensitive, but not that sore. I rolled over with the intention of taking care of the problem one last time before I had to get ready to leave but instead, I hit cool sheets. She was gone. Normally this wouldn’t have been an issue but hell, last night had been one of the best fuck fests and knowing it'd be a while before I got to enjoy a night like that again with any woman, sucked.

No sense in complaining about it, though, I should actually be thrilled I didn’t have to push her out the room. I’d hit it, then hit it some more last night and into the early hours of the morning, and now she was gone, it played out just like I liked my fucks to go.

Get in, get out, and then move on to the next. Never a commitment.

Didn't take me long to get my shit together and head to my dad and mine’s place, well, I guess mine now. The place I grew up and hopefully, the place I would make it back to.

When I heard the guys yell my name from outside, I gathered my duffel, dropped it by the door, and took one last look around, it already felt different without him.

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