Boz
AS I walk into the common room, I see Trix and Addy sitting on the couch, with Grim between them. Stone is standing near them, shaking his head. As I get closer, I understand why. Both girls are drunk off their asses. When Trix catches sight of me, she jumps up and nearly knocks over the coffee table, sending half-full cups and a bottle or two to the floor.
She looks down at it for a few seconds then gives it a hard kick. “Stupid fucking table, get out of my damn way!”
A chuckle bubbles up in my throat as I motion for her to come to me. “Just walk around the table this time, darlin’.”
Stone turns to me, still shaking his head. “Boy, you’ve got your hands full with that one right there. She’s full of grit.”
My brother doesn’t know how right he is. My woman is a firecracker. That grit comes out in every aspect of her personality. I couldn’t have dreamed up someone better if I tried. As far as I can tell, she’s damn near perfect. At least, she’s perfect for me.
He looks behind me and says, “I think yours may be even worse. At least Trix can be quiet occasionally. Red can’t keep her mouth shut for a second, and some of the shit she spews makes even my old biker ass blush.”
Addy jumps up when she sees Brew step beside me. “Guess what? I got a biker bitch name now. It’s Red. Stone gave it to me, so you have no choice but to call me that.”
Brew laughs, a full belly laugh. “I can do that.”
“I wanted to call her Little Bit, because she’s so damn short, but she cried when I tried the name out.” Stone narrows his eyes at her, but I can see the laughter in them. “I tried to tell her that real biker bitches didn’t cry, no matter what people call them.”
Addy points to him and drunkenly shouts, “I told you not to call me that ever again. I don’t like it one fucking bit. I don’t like that or Adyson. Call me either Addy or Red, nothing else.”
Trix gets to me just as Addy finishes her sentence. She goes to her toes and does her best to whisper, but it comes out loud enough for the whole room to hear. “He’s not lying. She cried like a big baby until he changed it for her.”
Brew says something to me, but I ignore him and lead Trix down the hall to my room. Grim follows behind us, his nails clicking against the concrete floor.
Opening the door, I smile down at her. “Did you have fun tonight?”
“Oh, yeah,” she shouts, grabbing hold of my arm. “But, I think me and Addy may have drunk a little too much vodka. We might even be drunk.”
I lead her inside the room. Pointing to Grim, I tell him to stand guard then kick the door shut. “That’s okay. Shit happens.”
“I almost forgot,” she says as her smile quickly becomes a frown. “We need to have a discussion about something important.”
Fuck! Please, don’t let her be a talkative drunk. Trix can talk as much as she wants tomorrow, but tonight, I want to sink my dick into her and forget everything that has happened in the last few hours. When we’re both so tired we can’t move a muscle, I want to go to sleep with her in my arms. If I’m lucky, maybe I’ll dream about her sweet pussy instead of all the fucked up shit going on around here.
“We’ll talk after I’ve fucked you,” I tell her, pulling the shirt over her head and tossing it on the floor. “Better yet, we’ll talk tomorrow, because I’m gonna fuck you so hard that you won’t be able to talk when I’m done.”
“That sounds like a lot of fun,” she agrees as she walks to the bed. “But, we really need to talk about something important before we have sex again. It’s really serious. If we don’t talk about it now, it might be too late.”
Well, motherfucker! I may as well get it over with now and listen to whatever she has to say. If I don’t give in, I’m never gonna get me some pussy or any sleep. “What do you need to talk about that’s so important, darlin’?”
“My heart,” she says, flopping onto her back on the bed. She throws an arm over her eyes and goes on. “We need to talk about my heart.”
I let out another chuckle and reach down to take off her shoes. “What about your heart? You’re too young for anything to be wrong with it.”
“It’s gonna get broken, and I’m not sure I’ll be able to put it back together again,” she says, her voice filled with sorrow.
I freeze, my hand still on her shoe. “What are you talking about, Trix? How’s your heart gonna get broken?”
“I’m gonna fall in love with you. I just know I am. Then, my dad’s gonna take me away and my heart will shatter into a million pieces. No one will ever be able to fix it,” she says with a drawn out sigh. “There’s nothing I can do to stop it from happening. I’m already falling in love with you, and I barely even like you.”
Without giving me a chance to respond, she pushes up on her elbows and asks, “Do you think it happened so fast because I had such a crush on you when I was a kid? I really did masturbate to you all the time.”
I really want to laugh, but I can’t. Hell, there’s no way my mouth would work at this moment. My own heart is in my damn throat as her words ricochet around my brain. Trix is falling in love with me? How the hell is that even possible, after everything that has happened? I’ve done nothing but fuck her life up. Still, she’s done nothing but make mine even harder and I’m falling for her, too, so I guess it is possible. It sure in the hell is unlikely though.
“Well, what do you think?” she asks again, this time in a near shout. “Was it because I got off thinking about you?”
Pulling off her other shoe, I start working on the button of her jeans. “I don’t know, darlin’. Maybe all those orgasms had you falling in love with me before you even really knew what I was like. Then when you got to know me, you fell the rest of the way.”
I’m trying to make her laugh, but she doesn’t. Instead, she just studies my face for a moment before nodding her head. “Yeah, maybe, that’s it.”
“Orgasms can do crazy shit to girls,” she keeps talking as she lifts her ass enough for me to pull her jeans off. After that, I move up to take off her bra and throw it on the floor with the rest of her clothes. She then says, “It doesn’t matter anyway. There’s nothing I can do to stop it now. My mom used to tell me that love happens when a person least expects it. When I was being kidnapped, I sure in the hell didn’t expect to fall in love.”
My heart skips a beat as I stare down at her beautiful blue eyes. She’s spread out naked in my bed, trying to decide why she is falling in love with me, and I’ve never seen a more gorgeous sight in my life. The image of her lying there is gonna be burned in my mind until the day I die.
“Your mom was an intelligent lady.” I quickly undress and climb on the bed beside her.
“Yeah, she was,” she agrees, stretching her arms above her head.
I can’t pass up the temptation of taking one of her nipples in my mouth. When I let it loose, she rolls toward me and asks, “Are you gonna fuck me now?”
I shake my head and run a hand through her beautiful blond hair. “No, Trix. I’m gonna make love to you instead.”