Taking in the sight before me as I close the door, I lean back against it; watching her continue to play with herself. I run a hand over my jaw as she lets out a moan and bites her lip, staring at me like a bitch in heat. She pulls her hand from between her legs and I can see she’s ready for me as she licks her fingers clean with another moan.
“Want a taste handsome?” she purrs. Keek is the only Fallen I’ve ever considered. She’s been around long enough to have the right of refusal with the Brothers. Some of them are afraid of her, can’t handle the blow to their ego when they get rejected by a club whore. She has a spark for sure, and she’ll take your balls for earrings if you look at her sideways. But if you get the chance, damn is she a wild ride.
“Naw, not tonight. I want that hot mouth of yours on my cock. Get your ass over here girl,” I growl at her, pushing off the door and shrugging out of my Cut, hanging it on the back of the desk chair to the right of the door. Kiki’s smile turns predatory as she falls forward and crawls to the end of my bed, slinking onto the floor with all the grace of a cat. She comes to her knees and looks up at me with an evil glint in her eyes as she works my belt and the button of my jeans loose with practiced ease. With a smirk she pulls my zipper down with her teeth, brushing her nose over my cotton clad cock.
I watch as she works my jeans down just enough to pull my cock from my black boxer briefs. Her thin fingers wrap around my shaft as she pulls me free and flexes, working me in her palm. She dips and gives one long lick from root to tip along the underside of my cock before closing her lips around the head. Swirling her tongue around the crown of my cock, sucking just enough to feel some resistance as she works her lips over me. She continues to work me with her hand and mouth, snaking her other hand into my jeans to cup my balls through the fabric of my boxers, rolling them around her palm. I close my eyes and drop my head back on an exhale through my teeth as I try to blank my mind and focus on Kiki’s efforts. A flash of Hazel eyes, dark hair, and a teasing smirk cut through my thoughts as my eyes close.
Fucking hell.
I grit my teeth against the vision, forcing myself to focus on the hot slide of Kiki’s candy apple red painted lips as she sucks me all the way into her mouth. All I can picture is a pair of pouty pink lips around my cock instead. With a groan I try to pull my mind away from Tessa and what noises she would make as she took me in that sweet mouth of hers. Looking back down at Kiki I try again to pull myself back into the moment, but all it does is kill my buzz, my cock deflating. If I’m honest, it was barely at half-mast to begin with. Fucking hell, I never have issues getting it up but tonight I just can’t. I scrunch my eyes closed on a growl and will my cock to respond. God, I need the release. I pull back from her and go to settle myself on the edge of my bed, pulling my jeans and boxers further down my hips to fully free my cock. Kiki doesn’t miss a beat and crawls over to me, settling between my legs.
“Need something more big boy?” Kiki teases as she looks up at me through her heavily mascaraed lashes, still working my limp dick in her hands. Leave it to a Fallen to just assume I have a case of whiskey dick. On a growl I let my head fall back, and with one hand in her hair I pull Kiki’s head back down onto me. My grip is firm and unrelenting in her hair until I get a vision of a chocolate ponytail bouncing with every movement. My hand softens in Kiki’s short black hair as I picture pulling those long brown waves out of their tie and sinking my fingers into them. My cock springs to life at the thought.
Ah fuck. Guess this is happening.
I squeeze my eyes shut and let the thought of Tessa take over. Her hair, her hazel eyes looking up at me as she takes me into her perfect mouth. Those fucking lips. The drag of Kiki’s garish red stained lips becomes the delicious slide of Tessa’s pouty petal pink ones. I hear Kiki let out a little moan of excitement as my cock grows hard as fuckin’ steel. A groan rips from my throat at the thought of Tessa’s tongue curling around my length as she tries to take me as far down as she can. I thrust into Kiki, fucking her mouth as I hold her head with a fist in her hair. If I am gonna give in to this, I’m gonna do it my way.
My thoughts move to Tessa’s delicious tits. They looked like they would spill deliciously from my grip, more than a handful in the best way. God, I want to get my hands on them, find out what color her nipples are, what noises she makes when I suck and bite them. I feel myself get harder still as Kiki increases her efforts and I am so fucking close to cumming. Kiki’s mouth and moans become Tessa’s in my mind; I growl as I pull Kiki closer, holding her down as I feel my orgasm take over. I unload down her throat and feel every muscle in my body tense, stealing my breath as she swallows every drop. As I feel the last tremor of my release wrack through me, I fall back onto my bed, one arm thrown over my eyes as I try to get my breathing back under control.
I can hear Kiki moving around the room getting dressed again before she comes over and gives me a playful slap on the thigh, leaving my room without a word. Thank god for small favors. Kiki knows the score. I stay laying on my bed, not caring my cock is out and my pants are around my ankles as I sort through what the fuck just happened.
Why the fuck was Tessa on my mind through that? She’s an unknown entity. She can’t be under my skin. She’s fuckin’ cute though. Too damn cute. The way she was so excited that she knew about the MC, and then that little crinkle between her eyebrows when she worried she got the name for our Cuts wrong, that little twitch of a smile she gave me in the kitchen, those fucking leggings this morning.
I haven’t seen a smirk like that since I was sixteen… Janet Delgado, I remember her… but no. This chick! Tessa… Tess… what the fuck is wrong with me?
I stand up and settle my clothes back in place before throwing on my Cut and head back out to the common room. Thankfully Jasmine is still behind the bar and there’s no sign of Kiki; probably in the back with some mouthwash. I motion for a drink and Jasmine grabs me a beer as I flop down on my stool in the corner again. I shake my head at her and motion for my bottle of Knob Creek. I need the good stuff tonight. Jasmine rolls her eyes at me and turns to get my bottle and I can’t help but notice her giant fake tits bouncing with each over dramatic move she makes.
Fuck that bounce. Why do women have to fuckin’ bounce like that? Tessa and those perfect tits of hers with that damn bounce as she started her run… It’s all fake right? Whatever the fuck sort of voodoo women use on their shit to make it look like that. No. Fuckin’ no. She’s got a kid. Fuck me… am I seriously thinking about a chick with a kid?
Being the oldest of five growing up, I always played the ringleader and stand-in parent for the rugrats while my parents worked themselves to the bone to provide for all those mouths. When my dad died just after the youngest one was born, I didn’t have much choice but to step up and take care of all of them. Why the fuck would I want to go through all that again?
My parents loved each other and their crazy brood more than life itself. After dad died mom took her time getting back into the whole dating mess. Dating as a single mother is hard. Dating with five kids as insane as we were was downright impossible for her. She tried, she really did, but none of those assholes stuck. She had a string of guys come in and out of our lives she thought could hack it, but they would all get scared off by us kids. No one wants to take on that mess. I always felt so bad for her, watching her cry over the latest asshole. Mom tried so hard and gave everything she could to them, but they always walked away. I know it was never her fault, it was ours. It was mine. Since all that I have never once messed with a mother, and I don’t intend to start now. I refuse to be one of “those guys” to her and her kid. I won’t do that to a kid like all those assholes did to me. I have never been tempted to break my rule… but those hazel eyes…