“No one tested us, and if they did we made sure they were put out of commission. We never lost. We were feared, we were respected, we were like fucking gods. Then Vilanuevas showed up and strong armed one of our enemy clubs into working for him. When that didn’t work out, he tried to get us to do his bidding. I fought with everything that I had. I did shit my way and it was the wrong way. I got so many people killed and even after figuring out that it was my club, my brothers, who were paying the price, I didn’t stop. I was crazed with the fact that anyone would question me, that anyone would try and bully me. I was ready to lose everything in order to beat that piece of shit, or at least I thought I was.” My chest was tightening up as I began to see the moment my life ended play behind my eyelids. The same memory that haunted me day after day. “He was going to kill me, I could hear my club calling for me. Clean trying to get to me even after I stripped him. My VP upstairs in a coma while the building burned down around him. The Club bunnies all trying to get out, and me on my knees in front of that bastard with his gun to my head.” The tears were flowing like I had never let them before. “She should have left me, I should have told her to go, she was always trying to protect me.” I sobbed hard and my head fell to Mikki’s shoulder.
“Laura?” She said quietly.
“Oh god, my Laura. She was trying to get to me. My wife ran through gunshots, fire and dead bodies to get to me. He shot her down like an animal right in front of me. I couldn’t stop him, I didn’t protect her, I didn’t protect any of them.” I let the tears flow, every ounce of pain that I had been desperate to mask with pills or booze flooded all of who I was. My world was in a shambles and it was my fault. I would never get her back, I would never have Wire there to guide me, my home burned down to the ground, I had nothing and it was my fault.
I don’t know how long I cried, but I know that when I took a second to breathe I could feel that Mikki was crying too. I grabbed her tighter and the both of us just cried on that couch for everything that we lost, everything that we tried to do and failed. We cried until sweet sleep stole us both.
“Mmm, what are you doing to me?”
I grabbed onto Laura and could feel her plump ass, she still had her jeans on. Those shits needed to come off, immediately. Usually I was the one who made her wait, but my cock was already hard as rock and ready to slide into her sweet honey pot. It felt like it had been years since she clenched that juicy pussy on me.
I pushed her hair out of the way and attacked her neck. She groaned and let her head fall to the opposite side, letting me have all the access I wanted. I licked up her neck, ever so often nipping at her soft skin until I found her lips. I kissed her hard and she rocked her core against me. She was teasing me, she knew better. She knew that I liked to fuck fast and hard, teasing me only intensified my need.
“Fuck, take this shit off.” I grabbed at her shirt and tore it off. I didn’t care if she liked that one, didn’t care where we were. I wanted to feel her on me now.
She let out a gasp but didn’t stop grinding on me and kissing me, she was just as inpatient as I. Her kisses getting sloppier and the groans coming from her mouth letting me know that she was close.
I tried to get some leverage and open the button on her jeans but the way that she was laying on top of me I couldn’t get my hand at the right angle.
“Laura, lift up. Take off the fucking pants.”
She stilled.
“Laura, for fucks sake, enough with the god damn teasing. I want to fuck...now.” I grabbed the back of her head and pulled her neck back down to my mouth.
“Alex, stop. Alex open your eyes.”
What the fuck, why does she sound like that?
I sucked on her skin hard, I loved to give hickeys and my Laura always melted every time I did even if she reprimanded me afterwards.
“Alex!” she tried to push me off, “Alex, I’m not Laura.”
It felt like someone threw a bucket of ice cold water on me. My eyes popped open and my eyesight took an annoying three seconds to adjust to the darkness around me. When it did, I could see that it wasn’t Laura I was trying to fuck it was Mikki. I pushed her off me, hard enough that she bounced on the floor.
“What the fuck! What the fuck are you doing!” I screamed.
Mikki popped up and covered her bare chest with the pieces of her ripped her shirt. “What the fuck, what do you mean what the fuck am I doing? You were the one who started
