Chapter 10
Ten
Roxanna
A couple of days later.
“Fuck, you’re still hard,” I smirk, wrapping my hands around his cock.
“Yeah, always for you,” He grunts.
“I want to talk,” I say, sliding onto his big cock.
“Ah, are you sure,” He smirks, watching me ride him slowly.
“Hmm, yes. I’m just going to enjoy you,” I say, biting my lip.
I go up, pulling his cock out, and slide my pussy over his cock, rubbing his head against my clit.
My mouth waters, and I slide onto his cock again.
“Ohh, feels so good,” I whisper.
“Baby, we need to get your things from your apartment,” Beau says.
“Hmm, yes. Are we going to live here,” I ask, licking my lip.
“Fuck, you look so hot riding my cock,” He says. “Yes, until we get a place.”
“Ohh, this place is good,” I moan.
“Are you sure,” He asks, looking at my breasts.
“You love my breasts,” I say, cupping them.
“I love your tits,” He says, pushing up.
He takes my nipple into his mouth, sucking it hard. My pussy clutches his cock tight.
“Fuck yes,” He groans, throwing his head back.
I lean forward, kissing and sucking his neck. I inhale his scent, feeling weak.
“I want to work,” I say, holding onto his shoulders, gazing into his eyes.
I ride his big cock, bouncing my breasts against his face.
He growls, grabbing them. He pushes them together, sucks and bites them. It drives me crazy; my pussy clamps his cock tight. I come all over him, gasping.
Beau pushes onto my back, holds my hands above my head, and sucks my nipples.
“That’s it, grab my cock tight,” He grunts, fucking me fast. “Come with me.”
I fall over the edge with him. I can feel his cock pump all he has inside me.
“Fuck!”
He falls on top of me, and I hug him close. After a moment, he rolls onto his back.
“Baby, you’re going to kill me,” He says, closing his eyes, inhaling deeply.
“Oh my gosh! It’s only been a few days. I’m sure that you’re going to live,” I laugh.
He pulls me close, and I rest my head on his chest.
“Why do you want to work,” He asks, rubbing my back.
“So, I have some money, and to help you,” I say.
“Baby, I don’t want you working at the diner,” He says, sinking his hands in my hair.
“Why?”
He holds my hair tight and pulls my head back. I look at him, gazing into his blue eyes.
“Baby, listen, I have money to take care of you,” He says.
My chest constricts, and my heart pounds faster.
I believe him, but I want my own money. I want to know that I have money if I need it, without asking him for it.
I lick my lip, smiling.
“I bet you can, but I want to have my own money that I worked for,” I say. “Besides, I don’t plan on working at the diner. I want to work at a law firm as a paralegal. I worked hard to save the money and study to be a paralegal. I got the certificate from UC Davis,” I say, looking at him.
I watch his reaction to gauge his feelings, because I don’t want fucking surprises in this relationship.
He cups my cheek and smiles.
“Baby, I hear you and understand your need to feel independent, even from me. But Baby, I will always be here for you. I want to take care of you, and you can use your paralegal skills working for the MC,” He says.
“Ohhh. I need to think about it, but in the meantime, I want to work at the diner until I decide,” I say, looking at him.
“Okay, for now, that’s the plan. But I want you to consider working for the MC seriously,” He says, kissing my nose.
“Okay, I need to get my stuff. Could we do that soon?” I ask, raising my brow.
“Yeah, we can,” He says, nodding.
“But, I’m going to have to keep paying the rent until Roseanna is able to pay it or move out,” I say.
“Roseanna doesn’t help you,” He says, raising his brow.
“No, and don’t want her to live on the streets,” I say, chewing my lip.
“Fuck! We will figure it out,” He says, kissing me.
“Beau, if I live here, it’s far from the diner. I don’t have a car,” I say.
“Don’t worry, I’ll take you,” He says, sliding his fingers through my hair.
“I need to go to work tomorrow morning,” I say, smiling.
“Okay, I’ll take you.”
“Awesome.”
The next day.
“Okay, Lucy, I’ll take the extra shift tomorrow. Don’t worry,” I say, nodding.
“You’re a lifesaver. Go home, you’ve worked hard,” Lucy says, smiling.
“Yes, I have to go. I need to pack up a few things,” I say, walking to the employee room.
I grab my purse from my locker and walk out of the diner. I look around, and I don’t see the nasty bikers. I need to get to the apartment because Shade is going to pick me up in a few. I’m running late since I stayed a little longer to help Lucy.
I walk down the streets, looking around. Finally, I turn the corner, walk to the apartment complex, and stop.
I look around to escape, but the nasty bikers surround me.
“Look who showed up,” the biker says, walking over to me.
I take a step back, looking at the patch on his Cut, Snake. He’s the one that Roseanna was messing with.
“Please move, I don’t know you,” I say, standing taller.
I look around, and there are four bikers, three are blocking my escape, and this Snake biker is standing in front of me.
He moves his hand quickly and grabs my neck. He pushes me against the apartment complex.
I stare at his evil eyes and at the scar on his cheek. He makes a hissing sound, and that’s unnerving.
“Let me go,” I say.
“Where is Rosie,” Snake says, squeezing my throat.
I gasp for air, and my eyes water. I stare at him wide-eyed.
“I don’t know her,” I say.
“Stupid bitch,” Snake says, releasing my neck.
“I know that you’re Rosie’s sister. I know that you’re that Satan’s Warriors pussy. I want Rosie back. Tell that motherfucker, the one that you’re fucking that time is ticking. If you don’t do as I ask, next time, I’m taking you as payment,” Snake shouts.
“No, I’m not going to do what you want,” I say, lowering my eyelids.
“Fucking bitch,” Snake yells.
Snake moves fast; he swings his hand and hits me with his meaty fist. I see stars. I can’t believe it; it’s like in the fucking cartoons. Fucking stars explode.
Snake strikes me again, and I black out.