Chapter 4 #3
“Uh! Gannon!” Sekani threw her pussy back on Gannon and he grabbed her hips and pushed into her with aggression.
Her walls gripped the shit out of his dick, and he threw his head back as all the blood rushed from his feet to his head.
“Fuck!” he growled , nut rising to the tip of his manhood.
When he came, he saw stars and shit before pulling out. Posted in Cretia’s office at the club, he let Sekani talk him into it. Pulling his pants up around his waist, he watched Sekani hop off the desk and the office door opened.
“The fuck is going on here?” Cretia demanded, her piercing stare bouncing from Sekani and back to Gannon.
Immediate disdain covered her face as she slammed the door shut behind her. She tossed her keys and purse into the chair by the door. Satisfied with herself, Sekani swiped her tongue across her lips and tilted her head at Cretia.
“Oh, sweetie, you aren’t dumb. We were fucking each other senseless.
Maybe… just maybe, next time I will allow you to join.
” Sekani teased, adjusting her dress around her breasts while Gannon observed Cretia from behind the desk.
“I’m gonna go grab a drink. I hear there’s a concert going on here tonight.
I can’t wait.” Sekani winked at Gannon before she walked around the desk and sauntered to the office door.
She paused in front of Cretia, and the corners of her mouth curved into a smirk.
“You disrespectful ass son of a bitch,” Cretia called him out, daggers stabbing into him as she took a couple of steps toward her desk.
“Cretia, I ain’t got time for this shit.”
“Oh yeah? Well, you better make time. You and your little friends you keep bringing around here are becoming a problem. I want you gone. I got it from here. This is a Stillwell property. I don’t want you here anymore,” Cretia made clear.
She came from a long line of strong women. Gannon smirked at her attempt at flexing her authority. He didn’t believe it. Rounding her desk, he zipped his pants and bit into his bottom lip.
“You know what? Between your head game and her pussy, a threesome works for a nigga. You should consider it. Sekani got some hidden talents.” He kidded.
Almost immediately after the words left his lips, Cretia smacked fire from him.
Gannon flexed his jaw, and when his head swung around toward her, he knocked her off her feet.
His reflexes reacted before he could even think about it, and with a closed fist, he struck her.
Cretia crashed into her desk and crumbled in front of it in utter shock.
With her hand pressed into her throbbing jaw, she glared up at him.
Gannon knelt so that he was in front of her.
He flicked the tip of his nose and sniffled a little before daring her to make a move or say something to him that he didn’t like.
“Touch me again, and you will end up with a fucking toe tag,” Gannon threatened. “I don’t know who put the fucking battery in ya back, but they can get it too. Try me.”
His audacity only angered her more. He thought he held the power, but that couldn’t be further from the truth.
Cretia and her family’s name rang bells as well, and Gannon was fucking with the wrong one.
Still holding the side of her face, she ice grilled him.
The sinking urge he felt in the center of his stomach awakened him.
Rage brewed behind her eyes. Gannon brought himself to his feet and backed away .
Cretia kept her eyes on the door after him.
He was going to regret the day he put his hands on her.
Gannon reached the first floor when Rooney, Sekani, and Eirian all emerged from a booth together. Adjusting his shirt, watching Sekani grin, he paused. You couldn’t tell her he didn’t hang the damn moon. She always thought they’d end up together. It was mores about making him see that.
“What’s good?” Gannon watched as they traveled to the door together.
“I’m doing a tail,” Eirian said, slipping into his blazer. “Rooney and Kani are going to grab some food. We’ll be back here a little later tonight. Everything cool?”
“Yeah. I need to check in with my moms.” Gannon dug his phone out of his pocket.
“Don’t worry about it. She’s taking care of some shit for me.” Eirian took cool strides to the door with his brother and sister closely behind him.
Gannon watched them exit, feeling like he was missing a piece of the puzzle.
Ever since he was a little boy, he looked up to Eirian.
Technically, they were brothers, at least that’s how they were raised.
Galena had no problem crossing barriers either.
The fact that she was once married to Eirian’s father didn’t cause her to miss out on any sleep.
Gannon dialed her phone anyway. She didn’t answer, and he knew she sent him to voicemail.
All of his instincts were yelling at him that there was something going on.
Since nobody wanted to make him privy to anything he knew he’d reached the point where he couldn’t trust anyone around him.