Page 9 of Rock's Judgement
“Yes, brother,” Slayer congratulates me, slapping me on the back. “Although not sure I could spend the rest of my life with the same pussy.” I roll my eyes at him, but in reality, that was my view just a couple weeks ago, yet here I stand today, itching to have her cunt clutching round my cock again, even though it’s only been a few hours.
“Whore pussy gets boring, Slayer. When you get a taste of something pure, you’ll know what I mean.”
He throws his head back laughing. “Nah, man, that shit gets stale.”
Drifter hits the gavel on the table, bringing an end to church. The other bikers pile out, but as I go to leave, Drifter stops me. “Good for you, brother. I could see it in your eyes that first night. I remember the hold well.” He grabs my hand and pulls me in for a manly hug. “Now, don’t fuck it up. Rochelle will kill me in my sleep.”
It’s beena couple days since I declared Red was officially off the table, and her ex has yet to make his move.
Red and I are outside in the courtyard, the sun warming us as we lie on a blanket under the only tree out here. Rochelle took Meli to the park to give us some time. I need to speak to her about becoming my ol’ lady and I’m really not sure how she’s going to take it.
She lays her head on my chest, and I wrap her ringlets around my finger. The auburn colour glistens in the sunlight, and the smell of her perfume calms my nerves instantly.Stop being a pussy and just talk to her.
“Red?” She stretches out beside me, looking up at me.
“Yes?” She gives me her cheeky grin, and I know she’s thinking of all the naughty things we could be doing right now with not having Meli.
“Behave.” I reach down, placing a chaste kiss on her lips. She pokes her bottom lip out, sulking.
“Where’s the fun in that?”
“Seriously, as much as I would love to take you upstairs and fuck you senseless, I need to talk to you about something.”
She sits up, her eyebrows pinched together as a look of concern replaces my fun-loving fox. I smooth my fingers over her frown. “No need for that, Red.” She visibly relaxes, letting out a long exhale. “I want you to be my ol’ lady.”
She laughs, and when I don’t join her, she stops. “Wait, you’re serious?”
“Deadly.”
“Rock, we hardly know each other. Of course, I have feelings for you, but I can’t rush into anything. I have Meli to think about.”
“I know you come as a package, Red. You’re mine . . . whether you like it or not.”
The gates to the clubhouse slide open and a police car pulls in. I roll my eyes, knowing exactly what’s going to come next. Two officers step out and approach us.
“Afternoon. You wouldn’t happen to be Elizabeth Parker?” the female police officer asks. Lizzy turns a shade of white and her eyes show panic. I reach across, grabbing her hand and letting her know I’m here to support her. She nods in response.
“We’ve had reports that you’re being held against your will.” I scoff. Is this bitch for real? She looks across at me and her expression hardens.
“No, I’m not,” Lizzy replies, her voice barely audible.
“Darius Parker reported you were being held against your will and that he was assaulted when he came for you.” I squeeze her hand and get to my feet, reaching down and helping her up.
“Does she look like she’s here against her fucking will?” I snap.
“Sir, if you could just keep calm, we’re here to investigate the allegations,” the male officer says as he moves forward, standing between the female officer and us.
“I bet. More like here to do his fucking dirty work,” I growl. Red places her hand on my shoulder in an attempt to calm me down.
“As you can see, officers, I’m here under my own free will. I’m not being held under duress.”
“Unfortunately, we will have to act on the allegation of assault,” the male officer replies.
“Well, then, take me in. I was the fucker who broke his nose.”
“Rock,” Drifter bellows from across the courtyard, “not another fucking word.” Drifter walks to where we’re standing.
The male officer produces handcuffs. “You’re under arrest for the assault of Judge Darius Parker. You do not have to say anything that you might later rely on in court.” I turn, giving him easy access to my wrists, and see the worry etched across Red’s features. She’s biting on her bottom lip as her eyes fill with tears.
