Chapter 8—Harlow
Playing with Cooper has been the highlight of my day. I needed to go to Studio X, but I waited for Cruz. Lord knows what he had to do.
When the door opened, and Cruz walked through, he looked absolutely edible, his hair a mess from his lid as he ran his hands through it fiercely. His leather rag hung off of him with his black long sleeved t-shirt under it. His jeans hung low, and I knew that if I took his shirt off, I’d see the hottest V that led me down to his thick dick, along with his many gorgeous tats that lined his magnificent body. He was to die for. Smiling up at him from the floor, I turned Coop around so he could see his daddy. “Daddy!” he yelled, running into his arms.
“Hey, Buddy.” Watching Cruz hold his little boy tightly in his arms made my heart flutter. Seeing him be such a great father to Coop was my undoing. This was my man. I loved him. Even though it’s all been a whirlwind, there was no denying it. He was mine.
“Daddy, me’s colorin’.”
“I see that, Buddy. I need to talk to Princess for a bit, lets head to your room.”
I sat in the recliner waiting for him to get Coop settled. “What’s going on?”
“Coop’s on lockdown here. He’s not to leave for any reason. He’ll be safe.” His words were reassuring, but I needed to know what could happen.
“What if she doesn’t sign the papers?”
“She will.” I didn’t know why he thought this was going to go so smoothly. If anything, these past couple weeks have proven that nothing goes smoothly in this world. “I know you can protect yourself, but until we get this shit sorted out, you gotta be extra careful.”
I knew he was right, but having restrictions just reminded me of prison. But I knew I’d listen, because he’s my man.
“What do you mean she’s f*cking gone?” Cruz’s rough voice bellowed through the clubhouse. Sitting on a barstool with Cooper letting him play with all the paper coasters as he lined them up repeatedly, I tried to distract him from his dad’s yelling.
“She couldn’t have just f*cking disappeared, Danny!” I assumed he was talking about Mindy. I shook my head listening to the one-sided conversation Cruz was having on the phone, knowing I shouldn’t be, but it didn’t stop me.
“You know where she f*cking is. Tell me!” Cooper didn’t pay any attention to his dad, as he was too busy stacking the coasters just right.
“I will come over there and make you f*cking tell me. You have twenty-four hours for her to show up. Then shit’s gonna get real serious.” Cruz hit end on his phone, slipping it inside his rag anger pouring off of him.
“What’s going on?” Pops asked before I could.
Cruz stepped up to Pops saying something quietly in his ear, and Pops nodded.
Pops turned to me. “You okay?”
“I’m good.”
“I need you to do something for me,” Pops said, almost nervously, which wasn’t his style.
“Sure, anything.”
“I need you to contact that Deara and get any and all information on Mindy and Babs recently. You think you can get it quickly?”
“Yeah, I have an outside contact that can get to her. I’ll see what I can do.” I couldn’t help the happiness that fell through my body knowing they trusted me to get the information.
Lying in bed, I couldn’t sleep for shit. My mind kept thinking of all the shit I’ve dealt with the past two weeks and two years. It was all because one bitch was jealous. She was flat out jealous of my life. I tried to shy away from this life and be manlier, like the guys, just to fit in with them. She was so jealous of a life in which I had to try relentlessly to escape from being called Princess, even though it grew on me. I loved this life. But I couldn’t shake the feeling that there was more to it. There had to be.
Who the hell could hate me so f*cking much that would work with her and help her destroy me… ‘cause I knew there had to be more to this.
Thinking back two and a half years ago, my life was simple. I had my studio, the club, the brothers, and my family. We didn’t want for anything. We were pretty well set. If I wanted to get laid, I’d find some unsuspecting fool at the bar, get my kicks, and never call again.
There wasn’t anyone that I personally had any beefs with, at least any known beefs. I knew the club had tons of haters. That was a given, but I didn’t stir up trouble. I just dealt with the trouble when it came.
I had to throw out a few guys from the studio because they got too rough with the girls, but nothing stood out. I just couldn’t shake the feeling that Babs was working with someone, because considering Babs and I were not even classified as friends in my eyes, it had to be more. My mind kept reeling trying to come up with some rhyme or reason to this madness, but came up blank.
Cruz left on club business a while ago leaving Coop and me to hang out. I really loved my time with him.
These damn dreams I kept having were killing me. Every time I closed my eyes, I saw him and felt him. I just wanted to take a scalding shower and let the water melt the skin off my body. I didn’t want to close my eyes in fear of seeing the replay.
Having enough, I needed something to take my mind off all this shit. Walking into the clubhouse, Rhys, Becs, Breaker, and Buzz were all around the bar in some deep conversation, but immediately stopped when they saw me. Rolling my eyes, I slowly approached seeing the two women lying on the far couch. It’s like they never left that f*cking spot.
“Hey, Princess. How the hell are ya?” Becs asked as he strummed his fingers on the bar. His red hair made him stand out among all the other guys. It wasn’t fire engine red, but a reddish-brown and with his piercing green eyes, he was a very attractive man. His nose had been in a couple of fights and not set quite right causing a large bump in the center, but to me it gave him character. He always acted like a second big brother to me throughout the years.
“I’m hanging in there,” I said as I sidled up to the bar. “Can I have a Jack, please?” I asked one of the B.Boys. One of these days I’ll be able to tell them apart, but tonight wasn’t that night.
“You and Cruz, huh?” Becs asked as I shot down the Jack, feeling the burn down my throat, and slamming the glass to the bar. I needed another. I motioned to the B.Boys.
“Never thought I’d see the day when you finally gave in to a brother.” He swigged his beer and shook his head.
I smiled. “Shocked the hell out of me, too.”
“You do okay, inside?” Rhys’s deep voice sent shivers down my back. There was always something about a deep baritone voice that had my body quivering. Rhys wasn’t like the other guys to me. To me, he was far more dangerous, far scarier, but I never let that show to him. I’d heard stories that I wasn’t supposed to hear growing up, of how he dealt with people who f*cked with him. And shit if those didn’t freak me out, I was ultimately glad that Rhys was on my side.
“The first few weeks were rough. I had to find my place, and it didn’t come easy. But once that was over, it got a bit better. Then when Pops got the Warden to give me my own room, it got much better. Sleeping with one eye open is a lot harder than I thought. But I survived.”
“You sure did girl. We’re real proud of you. Not many women would have been as strong.” Rhys wrapped his arm around my shoulders, and part of me wanted to cringe away, but I’d never be disrespectful to him.
“Thanks…”
“You get ahold of that chick for info?” Becs asked, taking a pull of his beer.
“Heard back a while ago. She’s got her person on it. I don’t know who that person is, but hopefully we’ll have what we need in the morning.” After the shit that I got for even using her, I was surprised I was asked to get more information from her.
“Good. I hate going into shit blind,” Rhys added.
Shooting another shot of Jack, I felt eyes boring through me. Looking up, one of the B.Boys was eyeing me. “What?”
“You’re the only chick I know that can take out two men and rip one’s balls off without breaking a sweat.” His admiration was funny, so I laughed.
“You’d be best to remember not to piss me off,” the guys groaned. “Oh, come on, it’s not like I did it to you.”
“Oh, Honey, just the thought of it sends pains to my dick.” Rhys grabbed his pants, adjusting himself.
“You are a pain in the dick,” I said, smiling.
“You realize you and Ma are the only two chicks who can pull that shit, right?” There were no words that I could say to that because I knew it was totally true. Rhys didn’t take shit from anyone.
“Got her!” Cruz’s voice came through the clubhouse. Jumping out of my seat, I went to see exactly who he got. Walking in front of him was a very disheveled looking Mindy. Her hair was matted, and clothes torn. She was scratched up and black and blue.
Before I was able to ask any questions, Cruz said, “Come on, Baby. I’m beat.”
I couldn’t help myself and had to ask, “But what about her?”
Cruz leaned down to my ear, “Let them handle it.” Each word he spoke sent shivers down my spine and made my panties wet.
Conflicting thoughts set in. I wanted to know what this woman had to say, but my body wanted Cruz. My body won. “Let’s go.” Cruz wrapped his arm around my shoulder leading me to his room. Looking in on Coop, we were glad to see he was sound asleep.
I needed something from Cruz. Something he’d yet to give me. We’d always had a passionate lust-filled no holds barred time in bed, but this time I needed something else.
Walking up to him as seductively as I could, I pushed him to the bed as he fell with a bounce. “Baby, whatcha doing?” He smirked up at me as I began to take my shirt off slowly, inching it up until I whipped it off my body. His hands started to touch my body, and I shook my head.
“Leave them on your thighs,” I whispered as I turned around unbuttoning my jeans. Placing my thumbs inside my pants, I slowly pulled them down bending at the waist giving Cruz the ultimate view of my ass, only covered with a thong.
Cruz’s breath hitched as I turned around staring into his beautiful eyes. Leaving my bra and underwear on, I slowly moved closer to the bed as my knees touched the edge. With my fingertips, I lightly grazed his chest starting at the neck and making my way down to the bottom hem. Those same fingertips reached under his hem, finding his thick chest waiting for me. As I moved my hands up, I took his shirt off feeling every contour of muscle he had on the way.
“Lift up,” I whispered as he complied and stared into my eyes.
“You havin’ fun?” I nodded my head, not uttering a sound. My hands found the side of his face feeling the scruff of his beard. Pulling his lips to mine, I kissed him passionately without being too rough. I didn’t want rough this time. I sucked and nibbled his lips as his hands came up to my head. I instantly pulled away.
“Hands on your thighs,” I ordered winking at him.
“So this is how we’re gonna play tonight?”
“Yeah, Baby. Just lay back and enjoy.” Kissing down his chest, I paid special attention to his nipples. He groaned as my tongue gave them one hell of a workout. Running my hands along the top of his chest were the words, Live and Let Live. I smiled kissing each word. I inched slowly lower until I reached the buckle of his belt.
As I kissed his abs, I methodically undid the belt and his pants. Reaching underneath both his pants and boxers, I pulled them down slowly, not allowing my mouth to touch anywhere near his dick. He’d have to wait for that, but my lips grazed every other part as I moved.
As I traveled back up his body, my tongue and teeth gave him slight nips and bites along his legs, thighs and chest. I was pretty proud he was able to keep his hands where I told him, even though he was clenching them repeatedly into fists making my body warm. At least he was trying. I knew it was hard for a man like Cruz to give up control fully, and I accepted the gift he had given me.
As I reached his dick, my hand wrapped around it as fully as I could, slowly stroking him up and down. My tongue reached out sweeping it from base to tip causing his entire body to jump. As my hand wrapped firmly around the base, I slowly began turning and pumping my hand rhythmically. He was fully erect and ready for me, but he was going to wait. I needed this. My hand moved back and forth ever so slowly, feeling the velvet of his dick move with it. Watching his fisted hands, his knuckles were turning white. I decided to give him a small reprieve.
Kissing the top of his dick, I licked the small amount of pre-cum that seeped out of the head moaning at his husky taste. Slowly I began sucking as I wrapped my lips around him leaving my hand at the base slowly pumping. Cruz had a beautiful dick; absolutely perfect in size and just like my p-ssy, my mouth fit it perfectly. I pulled him into my mouth as far as I could; his head touching the back of my throat repeatedly, but kept breathing out of my nose controlling my gag reflex.
Cruz’s hips began moving in time with my sucks and the bobbing of my head, his hands itching to weave through my hair. “I’m gonna come if you keep this up,” he groaned at me.
“Maybe that’s the point.” I knew he could get himself right back up. He’s proven that numerous times, and I wanted the taste of him on my tongue. I wanted to feel him coat the inside of my throat.
“F*ck,” was all the warning I received as his warm jets came rushing in my mouth. Rhythmically I swallowed as he continued to pump inside of me. After the last bit of his cum exits his body, I licked his entire cock, getting every bit off of him. “Damn, Baby,” he said, breathing heavily.
My thong was completely soaked through, and I could smell my intense arousal, turning me on even more. “Now, stay right there,” I told him. “You can use your hands in a minute.”
Smiling at him, I stood, removed my panties and bra, giving my tits a bit of a shake, as my eyes focused on his, the heat in them filling up the room. Climbing up his body, I needed his lips on my body. He was going to eat until I told him to stop, and love every f*cking second of it. Straddling his head, I grabbed on to the headboard in front of me not saying a word. “What am I supposed to do with this?” he asked with a cocky tone.
“You don’t know? I guess I can find someone who does,” I shot back, looking down at his eyes that instantly turned to fire and began boring into my soul.
“No one touches this p-ssy, but me,” he growled, grabbing my thighs pulling my p-ssy down to his mouth hard. His tongue worked its magic as he ate me like a starving man. His tongue moved in and out of my folds with utter precision. When he latched on to my * and began to suck, I saw white spots form behind my eyelids as I came. I didn’t dare scream in fear of waking up Coop. Instead, I pulled my hand to my mouth biting it hard, muffling the sound. “You like that, Baby?” I nodded breathlessly. “You think I don’t know how to eat p-ssy?” I shook my head, no; this man definitely new how to eat a good meal.
When I finally caught my breath and came back down to earth, I climbed down his body crashing my lips to his, tasting myself which revved me up again instantly. Cruz’s hands wrapped around my waist, as he flipped me over to my back.
“We did this your way, now we do it mine.” Cruz didn’t give me time to think or argue as he plunged inside of me in one long hard stroke. His hips became pistons plunging in and out of me with the force of a turbo jet. Instead of screaming, I bit his shoulder hard muffling the sound. He jumped in surprise. “You bit me.”
I smiled at his shock. “I can’t scream; it’s the only way.”
“Then I better get ready for some vampire action, ‘cause you’ll want to scream.” As Cruz began his punishing thrusts in and out of my body, he tilted my hips, giving him a better angle, making my head spin in a thousand different directions. His lips crashed down on mine just as he hit that one spot inside my body that set me off every damn time. Instead of biting, his kisses muffled my screams as my orgasm took over, sending my body into convulsive shakes.
Cruz grunted just as I felt his dick release warm spurts inside of me, filling me up completely. He collapsed on top of me, his weight pushing me into the bed. I didn’t feel his weight at all; I felt loved, thoroughly, utterly loved. No man has ever made me come this hard before. I felt it all the way to my soul and back.
“I love you,” I whispered so softly I didn’t think he could hear me, not knowing what his reaction might be.
“Thank f*ck, Baby.” He lifted his body up, looking me in the eyes, the passion and love permeating through them. “I love you, too, Baby. Just you.”
My heart filled more than I ever possibly thought. I wrapped my arms around his strong body, pulling him back down to my lips as I kissed him, pouring everything I had into that one kiss.
Loud pops sounded off from the other room. Gunshots. “Shit,” Cruz leapt off of me grabbing his jeans and throwing them on, as I did the same. As we threw our shirts on, we both grabbed our guns. “Stay with Coop!” he ordered as he left the room.
More shots fired one after another. I could hear men yelling, a woman screaming. Coop began crying because of the noise which surprised me since he usually slept through just about anything. Setting my gun down, I picked him up, cradling him in my arms as I wiped the tears away. Grabbing the gun, I moved to the chair where I proceeded to rock him softly back and forth, just waiting.
The door flew open as Cruz charged in. “You two all right?” he panted out of breath.
“Yeah. What’s going on?”
“Danny came to get Mindy.” Shit. This was not going to end well. A brother did not come to the mother chapter opening fire. It was unheard of.
“Everyone okay?”
“Pops got a shoulder graze, but everyone’s fine. Mindy’s screaming ‘cause we shot Danny in the legs. It’s a f*cking mess.”
“Daddy!” Cooper screamed reaching out of my arms trying to get to Cruz.
“Come here, Buddy. Everything’s just fine. Daddy’s got ya.” Cooper rested his head on Cruz’s shoulder and wrapped his little arms around his neck.
“I’m gonna make sure Pops is okay.” When I reached the main room, Ma was crying as she sat on the floor, and Pops was sitting beside her rubbing her back. On the floor across the room, was a screaming Danny with Mindy next to him, half screaming and half sobbing. Rhys had his gun aimed at Danny’s head, and Dagger had his aimed at Mindy’s.
Walking up to Ma and Pops, I asked, “You okay?” I could see the blood coming through Pops’ shirt, but he wasn’t doing much to stop it.
“Yeah. I’m good,” he said giving me a sad smile. His eyes showing wear from years of a hard life.
“Let me take a look, okay?” I asked him, grabbing some scissors from the bar. After taking his rag off, which had a slice in it from the bullet that would need to be sewn later; I cut his t-shirt off enough to see the wound. The slice was pretty deep, but the bullet didn’t go all the way through. This would be an easy fix. He’d be sore, but fine.
“Buzz, grab me the first aid kit, please. Breaker get me some clean towels. Tug, I need a needle, and thread, and alcohol.” I asked the Prospects, who immediately got to work getting the needed supplies. It was nice to have that relationship with them that they didn’t think I was trying to be a bitch and order them around but that I just needed help. And they provided it every time.
After stitching Pops up, I gave him a couple shots of Jack before he took Ma to bed. The guys had put towels on Danny’s wounds, and it looked as if the blood had stopped. “You want me to take a look?” I asked Dagger.
“Nah. He’s fine. Doc will be here in about thirty. He won’t bleed out before then.” He turned to Danny, his words dripping with venom. “If he gets here on time.”
Mindy decided her screaming rant was going to be over for the moment, long enough to talk. “I didn’t mean for this to happen. I was just supposed to stay there till everything calmed down.”
“You really are stupid. What the f*ck did you expect to happen?” My annoyance was on overload.
“Princess, I can’t go to Babs. She’ll kill me,” Mindy pleaded, and at least I now knew what the club’s plan was, but would keep that to myself.
“What in the hell do you think these guys will do to you?” I waved my arm motioning to all the men in the room. “This isn’t a f*cking joke.”
“You don’t think I know that!” she yelled at me as I snapped.
“You stupid little bitch. Who the f*ck do you think you are? Someone special? No. You’re a f*cking whore, and because you helped Babs, you locked me up for years. Maybe I should lock you in a f*cking room with nothing for two years, so you know what it’s like. Then I’ll come in a couple times a week and beat the shit out of you just for the fun of it. And if you’re really good, I’ll go find some bitch who likes p-ssy and make you give it up to her over and over. Then I’ll let the guys take turns with you, f*cking every hole you have in your body.” Mindy’s eyes widened as she took in every word that I said. I exaggerated a bit with my scenario, but she didn’t need to know that shit.
“You f*cking want that bitch? ‘Cause that’s what could happen to you here. Death would be a picnic compared to what I have planned for you. And if you think for a minute that this p-ssy you have for an ol’ man will save you, you’re sadly mistaken. The fact his ass came in here shooting against his brothers is reason to remove those f*cking patches off him.”
Mindy didn’t move. She sat there staring at me as if I was God going to give her absolution from all the shit she helped put into motion. She was sadly mistaken.
Looking at Mindy, I said, “You’ll be cleaning up this blood all over my floor ‘cause I sure as shit ain’t doing it.” Looking at Tug, I told him, “Can you get some shit for her to use please?”
“Absolutely.”
Doc came in the doors, taking in the scene. “Princess, you didn’t.” He shook his head. Doc has known me since I was a baby and always thought of me as one of his kids. Even in a time like this, he found the humor.
“Well Doc, ya know. My gun just has a hell of time staying in its holster.” I smirked.
As Doc got busy working on Danny, I watched as Mindy began cleaning her boyfriend’s blood off the floor. Sitting at the bar nursing a Jack and smoking, I actually felt calm. Normal women probably wouldn’t, but this was what I wanted to come back to. And here it was smack dab in front of me.
After Doc got Danny situated, he left the clubhouse. Walking up to Danny laying there, I had no remorse for the pain he was in. He shot up the club, my brothers, my dad, and all around my little guy.
I knew better than to open my mouth to a brother, so I focused on Mindy instead. I stared at her. “Bitch, I’m not f*cking playing with you. These men may not kill women, but I sure as shit will in a heartbeat.” With that, I turned to go find my boys.