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A commotion behind me causes us all to turn. A petite woman has one of the skanky train by the hair and is dragging her out of the building before heading back in. Before the door flies open again and the small woman comes out, gripping Commando’s ear and pushes him toward the skank lying on the ground. Before she turns and walks toward us sitting at the fire pit.
“Girl, I hope he used a condom with you.” She says, pointing her finger at me and shaking her head.
“I have a contraception implant. I got it done a few weeks ago.” I smirk as she fans herself, places her hands together like she was praying to the sky.
“For what it’s worth, he told all the girls to leave him alone, but they assumed he was playing hard to get. He was more focused on what Prince and Rough were talking about.” Raci states, an awkward smile hitting her mouth.
“Ladies, I promise you that I am not hurt by what I see. I work in a strip club and have seen more secret acts of sex than this. As for Commando, and all the lovely loose ladies that let their roast beef flaps hang out of their shorts. I don’t care. If that is who he chooses over me, then so be it. I know my worth. I know the value that I bring into a relationship, and if Commando is too fucking…” I place my hand over my mouth, “pardon my French… but if Commando doesn’t see what I am worth, that is all on him.”
“I see you, Mae. I see how beautiful you are. How strong you show the world, but I know that just beneath the surface is a beautiful pixie. I know that you pretend words don’t hurt you, and that actions of others bounce off you. But underneath, you take each one like shots at your character.” Commando says, placing his hand on my shoulder, coming to stand in front of me and dropping to his knees.
“You can do whatever you want, with whoever you want. I don’t have to watch them use you as a striper pole while you are plotting your next fuck.” I state, my eyes connecting with his.
“Jealous?” He asks, a smirk playing at the corner of his mouth.
“Of who? The chicks with the meat flaps hanging out of their shorts? Bet you don’t turn on your heated seats with them in the car. Nothing like your cab smelling like aged old canned tuna.” I state, my sarcasm on full display.
Commando brings his hand up to my face and places it on my cheek. His eyes bounce back and forth between mine. His eyes show me something that I have been dying to see from any man, but coming from Max has been my deepest fantasy.
Chapter Fourteen
Commando
Listening to Prince and Rough talk has eased my mind about being here. They welcomed Mae and eased my mind about wanting to bring her to meet my family. I feel someone hit my side, but the conversation is intriguing. I have one hand on the bar, the other clutching the beer in my hand.
“Commando, why aren’t you paying attention to me?” The chick beside me whines. I open my mouth to tell her to back off when Raci comes storming toward us.
“Bitch, are deaf or just fucking stupid.” Raci shouts, grabbing the chick by the hair and dragging her out of the building before she comes storming up to me. I watch as if it’s in slow motion as she pulls her arm back and lets her fist fly into my gut. Causing me to drop my beer and bend over. This gives her the perfect angle to grab my ear and drag me the same way she took the club whore.
“Max! How could you? You bring that beautiful woman to us. Introduce her as your girlfriend, basically piss on her with every single guy here, and then let Striper whore rub her crotch on you. I hope she fucking leaves! I hope she walks away from a piece of shit like you!” Raci shouts, letting go of my ear and spinning on her heel and storming toward the fire pit.
I look over at the club slut before pushing from my spot on the ground and walking up to the girls all sitting around the fire.
“Ladies, I promise you that I am not hurt by what I see. I work in a strip club and have seen more secret acts of sex than this. As for Commando, and all the lovely loose ladies that let their roast beef flaps hang out of their shorts. I don’t care. If that is who he chooses over me, then so be it. I know my worth. I know the value that I bring into a relationship, and if Commando is too fucking…” She states, placing her hand over her mouth, “pardon my French… but if Commando doesn’t see what I am worth, that is all on him.”
“I see you, Mae. I see how beautiful you are. How strong you show the world, but I know that just beneath the surface is a beautiful pixie. I know that you pretend words don’t hurt you, and that actions of others bounce off you. But underneath, you take each one like shots at your character.” I say, placing my hand on her shoulder, before walking so that I am standing in front of her and dropping to my knees.
“You can do whatever you want, with whoever you want. I don’t have to watch them use you as a striper pole while you are plotting your next fuck.” She says, her eyes connecting with mine.
“Jealous?” I say, instantly regretting that question. I need to remember what it was like watching other guys talk to her, running their hands up and down her arm.
“Of who? The chicks with the meat flaps hanging out of their shorts? Bet you don’t turn on your heated seats with them in the car. Nothing like your cab smelling like aged old canned tuna.” She states, her sarcasm filling every word that fell from her beautiful lips.
Bringing my hand to her cheeks, I stare into her eyes. I see the hurt hiding behind them and the pain spilling out in her words. By not paying attention to my surroundings, I hurt the woman that in the short time I have known her had made me feel like I could see a clear future, and she is by my side.
“Those women mean nothing. They were a vice that was needed prior to me finding what I wanted. Watching you dance that first time had me on the edge of seat and blinded by the sheer beauty of the woman on stage. The sway of her hips, the way her clothes seems to disappear, but you never saw her intimate places. It was like she was saving them for only the eyes of her special person…me.” Placing my forehead against hers.
“I always picture dancing for my one special person. That’s how I get through each set. When you came into my life, it was always you I was dancing for. When I would get to the part that I had to remove my bottoms, I would close my eyes and picture you being the only one in the room.” She whispers, her eyes never leaving mine as she works to figure out what is truly happening between us.
“I vow to make sure you never feel like you do now. You will never think that you are less than someone else. You are the only woman that has held my attention longer than the end of a pencil. You are who I think about when I get a sudden erection as I walk past the leather corsets in the shopping mall. Do you remember the day at the big lot store? I was so damn hard and had to drive home with all the blood pooling on the tip of my dick.” I say, remembering her holding up the red leather corset with the crotchless panties. The question she asked next, and the memory of what she held up, has me rising to my feet and pulling her from the chair.
I pull her through the backyard and into the clubhouse. The room is filled with people and the hall to the rooms is blocked with brothers and club women. I see the kitchen open and pull her into it, bending her over the counter and dropping to my knees. Taking her pants and panties to the floor.
“Don’t move. Just feel.” I whisper, burying my face into her ass and sticking my tongue deep into her center. Her flavor explodes on my tongue as her moans sound like the sweetest symphony being played just for me.
Quickly standing up and placing my hand on her back, a gentle reminder for her to stay the way she is. With my other hand, I start to undo my belt. One handed is prolonging my need to be inside her. “Stay where you are.” I growl at her, removing my hand so I can quickly remove my pants and drop them to the floor. I take a second to line myself up, then slowly push into her body, ungloved and so hard that her body’s natural ripples make my head fall forward, and my eyes watch as my hips bounce off the globes of her ass.
“Max…FUCK!” she says, moaning as she begins to use her body to keep me inside.
