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“You’ve not been around.” It was an excuse and a question.
He answered. “Sky had a breakdown. I couldn’t get away. Besides, I can’t stand to watch you two together when you’re mine.” Kingpin’s hands went under my jersey. He skillfully undid my bra, releasing my heavy breasts.
“I can’t do this before I get on stage. I’ll have that freshly fucked look. Everyone will know.”
“We don’t have to do anything,” he said as he felt me up. “Just kiss me.”
We did just that. I felt like a teenager again, making out at the football game.
Breaking our kiss, the biker drew my jersey up. His mouth descended. My breasts were so sensitive, his tongue ring on my nipples drove me wild. I reached for his stomach and found the waist of his jeans. I wasn’t used to Kingpin wearing jeans. It was usually leather or nothing. And leather and nothing since he didn’t wear underwear. But I guess, leather didn’t look right with a football jersey. I ran my fingers under the denim. Kingpin undid his pants. My hand found what I craved. Reaching down, I cradled his balls before I fondled his shaft. Stroking him, I found a rhythm.
As always, there was no going back. Soon, Kingpin had me on my knees. He’d taken down my leggings, my panties. He entered me from behind, steering my hips back to meet his hasty thrusts. We fucked like we had little time. Coming together, we laid in a heap for only a moment.
As our breaths quieted, I noticed the game no longer played. Rome had started into “Stroke Me” by Mickey Avalon. I had to straighten myself and get out on stage. But I was like a turtle on my back. Kingpin had to help me from the floor. Again, he had to help me get dressed. I was too big to be sneaking around and cheating. Fuck. That was the least of it.
I just barely made it out to the club on time. Instinctively, I wanted to look at Kingpin in the crowd like I always had, but I couldn't. Not with Sky with him and on his lap, her about to pop. I saw red for a moment before I remembered I had someone else myself. All I could think about was Sky’s twins and that Kingpin couldn't leave her. If he really did, I would be the cause. I was going to hell. Kingpin was the devil himself. I looked at Hallow. Paisley brought him a drink. He gave her some secret smile. Then he actually fucking winked at her. He touched her shoulder. I’d think they were fucking again if he wasn’t with me every damn night. She stood beside him, and they both stared at me, waiting for me to start.
The baby kicked while I sang, “Better Than Revenge”. The Swifty’s in the crowd went wild. In my mind, I secretly dedicated it to Paisley. But I didn't know what I felt about anything anymore. I knew I was living a lie. I’d been just like Paisley. Sky stared at me like she wanted revenge on me.
I didn't even get through the song when the commotion started. I thought a bar fight had broken out. Everybody ran around in a panic, but there were no broken glasses, no chairs sprouting wings. Kingpin shouted something. The music stopped abruptly.
“Oh fuck. Her water broke.” I heard somebody shout.
I watched Kingpin carry Sky out of the clubhouse.
Lordalmighty. Sky was having her babies. She was having them early. But not too early, I suspected. As it was, I had to continue. Everyone settled down and expected the show to go on. So, I did just that. I went on with the few songs that I’d agreed to sing. Then I joined Hallow who was celebrating his team’s win. In my absence, Rome and Ember took turns singing. In the time I fucked Kingpin and sang three songs, Hallow had ten too many beers. No room to talk about moral shortcomings, I complained anyway, asking him to take it easy.
“Oh, Eve, it's Super Bowl Sunday. You got what you wanted. A cheering crowd. Let me have my fun.”
“You think I just want attention?”
Hallow didn’t register my question. He was that inebriated.
We went back to the house. And he was a bit handsy on the way. Safe inside, he was taking off my clothes.
“We can't do this,” I said, pushing him off me. I’d just been with Kingpin and needed a shower.
“Can't you just let me? Can't we just? I don't have to get all the way inside you.” Hallow was practically on top of me. He smelled so strong of whiskey, just like the time before when he’d threatened me. At least he wouldn’t smell another man on me. He was too shit faced to notice.
Quickly, I got my wits about me. “Stop, I yelled.” I was actually scared of him for a second.
Hallow reacted. He was disgusted with my reaction. Or maybe with his actions. I couldn’t rightly tell.
“I would never do that to you, again. Eve, I'm so sorry. For before. I didn't know what I was doing. I was hurt. I was drunk.” Was Hallow talking about the night he threatened me? The night I let him think he raped me? “When I heard what I did to you, I couldn't live with it.”
Yes, I realized that’s just what he spoke of.
“That’s why I didn’t take you back when I found out why you’d been refusing me. And I know none of that matters. I did it. It kills me. And it kills me that you can't forgive me.”
“I forgave you,” I reminded him, knowing I was nothing but a liar now.
“Have you? This last month. It's just not the same. You're not my Eve. Maybe you forgive me for the whores. But you won’t let me really touch you. You’re not really here. You’re a million miles away. You’re scared to have sex with me. You don’t forgive me for violating you before.” Almost crying, Hallow hugged me. Rather, he stumbled against me. “If I could go back in time and stop myself from doing anything to you, I would. But I am glad something good could come from it. We have a baby. I promise I'm going to make this up to you. Do you still have your ring?”
“No. You had Paisley get it from me, remember?” I helped Hallow to the bed.
“No, I didn't. Paisley showed up one day and told me you wanted all your things. I told her to tell you to keep the ring.”
“She told me you had her bring me my stuff. That you were throwing me out.” Fucking Paisley. I was going to kill her.
