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CALEB
“And you’re telling me this now because…” I demand, refusing to process what the voice on the other end of the line is telling me.
“Because you need to know what’s happening.” Matteo’s voice is light an airy, a clear sign the son of a bitch is enjoying my discomfort while he’s off doing his own thing with zero fucks given for those of us left behind. “What’s wrong, brother? I thought you’d be happy?”
“Fucking ecstatic.” I reply dryly, my phone resting between my head and my shoulder while I bring the blunt paper to my lips. I lick it and seal it before popping the joint into my mouth and lighting it up.
“Don’t tell me you’re not up to the challenge?”
“You know I am.” I bite back, taking his fucking bait like catnip. “A challenge is nothing to me. You know that, but a little heads up would have been nice.”
Matteo loves to throw surprise bombs every once in a while. They’re his specialty. He’s always been the same and I doubt he’ll ever change. To be fair he’s been silent for a while so I should have expected something to come hurtling my way. But this… fuck. This is something else. Something I never saw coming… not by a long shot.
“Good, because there’s a lot riding on this.”
“You think I don’t already know that?” I take another hit of my smoke, allowing it to numb my mind. Allowing it to drown Matteo and his bullshit out for a few seconds.
“Hey, I’m just checking. I don’t want you getting sidetracked while I’m away.”
“Maybe you’re getting the two of us confused.” I retort sharply and the venom is like acid on my tongue. Clenching my jaw, my teeth grind together as I continue to fight an impossible battle. The never-ending internal struggle raging deep inside me. Fighting against every fiber of my being—locked in a deadly stalemate. Going against everything nature intended. Attempting to contain the ferocious beast lurking deep within me.
A monster most people have no business seeing.
“Somone’s a bit touchy. When did you last get laid?”
“Very fucking funny.” I growl, my lips reluctantly curving at the edges as I grab my beer and a mixture of apprehension and excitement courses through my veins.
Matteo is the only person who knows, who understands what this means. We’ve both waited and not so patiently for this day to arrive, but now it’s here it doesn’t feel real. “Who else knows about this?” I ask, unsure, if he’s willing to discuss the details over the phone.
“Just you, brother.” I hear him start the engine and I know my time with him is now limited.
“What about Dane and Cam?”
The line falls silent as Matteo thinks on my question, weighing up his options. “That decision lies with you. You’re around them more than me, so I’ll let you use your judgement. If you feel like you can trust them, great, but that’s on you. Just don’t fuck this up, Caleb. This is our only shot.” He reminds me, the implications weighing heavy in the air between us. “A shot which has been placed in our hands and we can’t afford to lose this chance.”
I won’t lie, the seriousness in his words hit me, like a sucker punch to the gut. Me and Matteo have waited for this moment for thirteen long ass years. We’ve wanted it so fucking bad. Both of us have spent endless nights, deep into the early hours of the morning, planning, plotting and scheming to make this happen.
It was hard as fuck. Painful at times, but our perseverance has finally paid off. “What’s the damage?”
“One so far. But I can rest easy for now knowing more will follow.” He confirms, the confidence oozing from his voice as strong as ever. The conviction heavy and clear. “Listen, someone’s coming. I have to go. Keep the burner on you at all times. I’ll send you the details as and when they come through.” The loud roar of his engine reverberates down the line.“Stay focused. Now isn’t the time for distractions, unwanted or otherwise. We’re too close to the finish line to fuck this up.” He warns but I don’t need telling twice.
The call disconnects and I throw my phone down onto the granite table.
“Problem?” Maisie asks as she appears in my peripheral, her tone deep and husky, dragging me out of my thoughts, reminding me that she’s still fucking hanging around. A constant thorn in my side. One I can’t seem to get rid of no matter how many times I fuck her. She’s the unwanted gift which keeps on fucking giving. Non-fucking refundable.
I snap my cold, emotionless eyes toward her. I remain silent as she drops to her knees, looking up at me through her lashes. Any other day, any other time I wouldn’t even entertain her. I’d tell her to go climb on someone else’s dick because mine didn’t want to rise for her. I’ve fucked this bitch more than enough times to know she’s nothing special. More like a glitter coated sack of shit to throw my load into. But then at the same time Maisie can also be a welcome distraction when the situation calls for it.
My head might be fucked after Matteo’s bombshell. Fucked for all intents and purposes but I’m still a testosterone fueled, red bloodied male. Shitstorm or not, I’ll always find time for a release. A much-needed distraction. The one thing Maisie is actually good at.
A few moments pass. A silent standoff between the two of us. A moment for Maisie to get her shit together and walk out before I degrade her some more. A part of me thinks she gets off on the pain and humiliation. She probably does—but each to their own.
My dick twitches to life as she licks her hungry red lips. Reaching out I cup her chin, squeezing hard and savoring the hunger in her light brown eyes.
“Nothing that dirty little mouth of yours won’t ease.” I lie flatly, the adrenaline building deep in my veins. Maisie is a grade A whore. She gets off on being a loose little slut. She doesn’t need telling twice as she gets to work, pulling down the zipper on my worn black jeans. My dick springs free, ready for her to do her thing. As always Maisie is desperate for me. Hungry for a taste and I’ve never been the guy to deny a girl what she wants.
Rubbing the pad of my thumb along her jaw, she tremors under my touch, her breathing hitching before picking up speed, almost panting on my solid length. I don’t say anything else as I pull on her bottom lip and she opens her mouth for me willingly, and a small whimper escapes her. Ready to service me like a fucking good girl.
My dick throbs violently as her big brown eyes hood over, never leaving mine. Not once. Not even for a second. This bitch is captivated. Completely mesmerized as I pull my hand away from her chin and instead, palm my dick. Licking her lips, thirsty for a taste but my rare, good mood consumes me, making me act out as I decide to tease her instead.
