Chapter 5
Tide
I raise my gun, pull the trigger and repeat. I do this over and over until I feel like I’ve done enough. Then I lay the gun down and pull the target in so I can take a look at my handiwork. I grunt my own approval when Bane walks over and looks at it.
“Damn, Tide. You still got it, brother.”
“Like I’d ever lose it. Come on now. I’ve always been the best shot.”
“You’re not lyin’.” Ban and Bane step up to me next to take a look and nod their heads.
“That’s some good shootin’, Tide,” Ban tells me.
“You bitches think the pen would ruin my aim?” I ask, looking between them as I laugh.
“Not a chance in hell.”
“You got that right. I’m ready to hit those motherfuckers in Atlanta.”
“Yeah, I heard that. I am, too,” Bane adds.
“Patch got anything new on them?” The guys shake their heads.
“Not yet. He’s workin’ hard as hell on it though.
You know those motherfuckers are sneaky with that shit.
After we hit Gainesville, they got a little spooked.
” That came from Ranger. I nod my head, understanding that.
They didn’t expect us to come at them the way we did.
They didn’t expect us to hit them so hard, but that’s how we roll.
“Yeah, that was a good hit too. Atlanta is bigger, though. It’s gonna take more manpower and more plannin’,” Ban tells me.
“Yeah, I get that. I’m just on edge, brother. Been a while since I’ve gotten my hands dirty.”
“Heard that, brother. We’ll get you somethin’ to do. I’m sure Patch has some loose ends you can tie up for him,” Bane says. I nod. I sure as hell hope so because I’m getting a little anxious sitting around all the time.
My thoughts travel back to Mylah, though.
I know they shouldn’t, but they always do.
I shouldn’t think about the girl the way I do, seeing how she belongs to my son, but there’s something about her I can’t put my finger on that drives me crazy.
I know I can be a better man for her than he can.
I can be what she needs. I know she isn’t happy with him.
There’s more going on between them than they’re telling me.
I’ll find out, and I’ll use it all against them. I’ll get the girl.
My cell rings, and I pull it out to see it’s my son. I sigh, knowing what I’m doing behind his back before I answer it.
“Yeah?”
“Hey, Pop. I’m having a party for Mylah’s birthday at Club Generation. Can you make it?”
“When is that?”
“Friday night. She loves that club, and I figured it would be a fun way to celebrate.”
“Yeah, I’ll be there.”
“Yeah? Okay, great. I’ll see you on Friday.” The line goes dead as I blow out a breath. What am I getting myself into with that girl? Any chance that I can get close to her, I’ll take. And this sounds like the perfect opportunity.
“You good?” Bane asks.
“Yeah. Christian is havin’ a party for Mylah’s birthday on Friday. He wanted me to come.”
“You goin’?”
“Hell yeah, I’m goin’. I’m about to finger fuck her ass in the bathroom one more time,” I tell them. The guys laugh as Bane shakes his head.
“You know what you’re doin’ with that girl?”
“Nope. I have no fuckin’ clue, but I’m goin’ with it.”
“At least you’re honest.”
“Always, brother.”
“You don’t think this is gonna mess up your relationship with Christian?”
“He needs to man up. He ain’t doin’ somethin’ right if his girl is lettin’ me come around. Now don’t get me wrong, I love my son, but this is more than just that.”
“What is this then?” Ranger asks.
“I don’t fuckin’ know, brother. That’s what I’m tryin’ to find out.”
“You think if you fuck her you’ll get her out of your system?” he asks. I shake my head, running my hand through my hair.
“I don’t fuckin’ know anymore. I don’t know that it’s all about sex.”
“Since when?” Ban laughs.
“Since I met her ass. There’s always felt like somethin’ more there.”
“And Christian?”
“Like I said, he needs to man up at some point. Can we stop this little girl from talking now?” I look between them as they all laugh a little.
I don’t think it’s all that funny. My personal shit isn’t their concern, and my relationship with my son sure as hell isn’t either.
Christian and I have always been rocky, but this would push him away.
I don’t know if I can do that to him. I want my son around.
“Fine. Stop talkin’ about Tide’s bitch. Let’s get the hell outta here and go grab a beer.
” I nod my head, liking that idea. We put the guns away and head out of the shooting range, climbing on our bikes.
Then we pull out and head toward the local bar.
Sure, we could drink back at the clubhouse, but I’m hoping for a good bar fight tonight.
I’m hoping there’s just one wrong motherfucker in our spot that I can take out.
One good ass-beating should get that out of my system.
Or so I hope. It’s been too long since I’ve gotten my hands dirty and handled some issues.
In the pen, I was always watching my back, but for the most part, they knew to stay the hell away from me and they did.
They knew who I was and what I was capable of doing to them.
We pull up at the bar and park the bikes before heading inside. The place is packed, people dancing and drinking but I don’t see anyone out of place, which pisses me off.
We all saddle up next to the bar and order our drinks when a pretty little girl stumbles toward me. She trips and nearly falls when I catch her in my free arm.
“You okay?” I ask her. She giggles and looks up at me with bright green eyes that float in all the alcohol that she’s consumed.
“I am now.”
“You think so? You don’t know whose arms you just tripped and fell into.”
“Does it matter?” She asks in her drunken state. She’s cute but young. Not that that’s ever stopped me before. I could take her in the bathroom right now to fuck her senseless, and she’d let me. I know she would.
“It does when you’re this drunk, sweetheart. You don’t want me to get the wrong idea,” I tell her. She smiles at me, and she’s damn pretty.
“Maybe it’s the right idea.” Her words are like a fire burning through my veins.
It’s been months of not fucking anyone. Months of my own hand giving me pleasure, and now here’s this little girl willing and ready to give me what I want.
What I need. In the back of my mind, I know it’s really Mylah that I want to sink my cock in, but this girl is here and willing.
I shove off my stool and drag her along behind me toward the back of the building while the guys laugh at the bar.
I know they’re laughing at me, and that’s fine. I’m horny as fuck and need a release.
The girl stumbles as I drag her into the bathroom and lock the door behind me.
“Tell daddy how you want it,” I demand. She licks her lips and shrugs her shoulders. I cock my head to the side as she strips out of her dress and stands there naked in front of me.
“Come on, darlin’. Tell daddy how you want it.”
“Just fuck me,” she whines as her hands travel all over her body.
It’s a nice body too. But she isn’t the kind of girl I need.
This isn’t going to work. I want a girl who will tell me what she wants, and I know that’s Mylah.
Why the hell is she fucking with my head so badly?
Why can’t I stop thinking about her, even when there’s a gorgeous woman right here in front of me, ready and willing to do anything I want?
Fuck. I’m so fucking messed up in the head.
I shake my head and remove my hand from my cock as I step toward the girl. Then I grab her, lifting her off the floor and sitting her onto the counter in front of me. I spread her legs wide before I get on my knees in front of her.
“What are you doing?”
“You need to cum, baby. I’m gonna make you cum.”
“But I want you to fuck me.”
“You didn’t tell daddy what you wanted, so this is what you get.” She’s about to whine and protest when I run my tongue along her wetness. Then she arches her back and gives me more.
I eat this girl out like I’ve never eaten a girl before. I give her exactly what she needs and wants as her body trembles from what I’ve done to her. She shakes, and her knees are weak as I lift her off the sink and wipe my mouth on the back of my hand.
“I want you to fuck me,” she says, as she catches her breath.
“Too late, darlin’. You got what you got.” With that, I spin around and walk out of the bathroom, leaving her a soaking wet mess. I walk back over to the bar and sit on my stool as the guys all look at me.
“What?”
“Your face is wet,” Ranger tells me. I shrug.
“It was good eatin’.” Now they laugh as they order another round of drinks.