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Connor
“You’re fucking kidding?” Lesly exclaimed.
I aimed and released my pool stick at the exact angle to send the white ball flying towards the black eight-ball. With a click and smack sound, it hit the corner pocket. Straightening, I met Lesly’s incredulous gaze.
“Pig is the daughter of your dad’s new babe?”
I reached for my bottle of Budweiser. Taking a quick sip, I nodded while swallowing. “Sure is.”
“Fuck man, what are you gonna do?” he asked with a troubled look.
Lesly was shorter than me, but that didn’t mean he was any less impressive. We’d both played football from when we were kiddies till college. For Lesly, a twisted knee cap had ended his run. For me, it’d been the family business. Dad had wanted a break and had offered to train me, and when he’d saw I was capable of handling it, he’d handed it over.
Lesly scratched at his scalp ruining his quaff haircut, the brown strands immediately becoming messy. We’d both long tossed our suit jackets over the bar table. After all, Lesly owned the bar. His leaner form nearly buzzed with nervous energy. “If your dad learns about your fuckery in high school, he’ll kill you.”
“That’s why I already warned her to keep her mouth shut,” I said as I observed the table to take another shot. I was winning. Something that hadn’t changed, I always won. I wasn’t going to lose, not to some pig who suddenly wasn’t so much of a pig. I shook my head, dispelling a vision of the pig’s well rounded behind.
She’d been more shocking on sight, her unusually colored eyes so clear yet opaque. Those damn eyes had haunted me in high school. No matter how’d I’d treated her, she’d always have a certain look in them that rubbed young me wrong, pushing me to up the ante every time. Now, as a full-grown woman, she’d become a woman I would fuck with little hesitation. Cursing myself, I quickly lined up the shot and took it, and…missed.
“Shit, already?” Lesly clicked his tongue, rising from his stool to take his shot. “You sure have a way with women. Ah, did you hear about Grant’s girl?”
I pulled back, giving space to Lesly. “No, did something happen?”
“She was cheating on him,” Lesly said with a laugh and tossed a look over his shoulder. “And you know how Grant is.”
Taking another swig from my bottle, I took in the other men in the bar. The low lights and simple décor would make many think this was a place anyone could come into, but that was wrong, this place only let in a certain type of men.
“He skinned him,” Lesly said with a laugh, rising from the table to turn around and face me. “He fucking skinned the dude’s left leg from his knee to his ankle. He called me because he wanted me to send over a crew, but we had to call some from another HQ because the others had already been sent out to handle other spills.”
“Let me guess, he wasn’t happy about it?” I stated knowing Grant, he was one of the top contract killers in my company. “Is he coming tonight?” I asked, sitting my bottle aside and grabbing my coat.
“No, he said he’s going to relax at the brothel,” Lesly said, tossing his stick on the pool table. “I told him he needs to stay woke, otherwise, he’s going to get one upped on by SKAO, he wasn’t’ trying to listen to me.”
“Well, let me know when he comes in, we need to talk about them later.”
“Alright, see you later.”
I waved as I headed out. I’d only come by to release some steam. Yeah, I wasn’t a fucking nice person. I would have told anyone that, because it would have been a lie. I don’t lie, I manipulate the truth. It’s the only way to work in the world I work in. You can’t be in charge of a bunch a fucking psychos without having the balls to take a hand or two.
I ruled this empire of death in a tight fist. Someone snitched, we stitched their lips shut. You cheat me, I castrate you.
I didn’t let anyone disrespect the name of my family. I’d taken the reigns from my pops, and I had no intention of having him clean up any fucking mess of mine. I’d been suckled on this world, and it was just as a part of me as I was a part of it.
It wasn’t shocking to me, that all the men playing and talking immediately came to attention as I walked by. All of them showing respect to the man who owned them. This was my playground, and they were my soldiers. Passing them, I pressed the number six.
It was time to let off another form of steam.
“Fuck! YES, CONNOR, FUCK!”
At these moments, I loved being a man, with my dick sopping wet as the bitch beneath gripped it in chocking hold, her tits bouncing with every thrust, her ass bouncing as I gripped it in my tight hold. Her screams of pleasure stroking my ego, her body covered in sweat as I made her follow every roll and snap of my hips.
Her teeth were exposed as I gritted mine. Fucking sex that made me curse as I felt myself expand. We moved so hard, I had first thought the pounding was the sound of my heart.
Flipping, I forced her on her stomach and lifted her and re-entered from the back. I wanted to see her pussy from behind as it swallowed me, covering it in the glistening juices. The slide had me roughly fucking her till she was screaming my name, again.
The sensation of fucking a woman into the mattress, always made my day better. A good fuck, good pussy. Only the quality shit could find its way in my room, like the Italian model on her knees in front of me.
