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But I also knew that she had told a freaking lie.
He didn’t fuck her according to her with his clothes off. I know he didn’t. He didn’t ever take his shirt off unless the two of us were at the beach. And only if it was the two of us.
He trusted me. He knew I didn’t see the scars that littered his body. I just saw him.
His body is a patchwork of scars from his childhood. The way he had to defend himself before he turned eighteen. The missions he’s been on.
The only way she knew about his scars was by seeing them in the shower.
“Yeah, Storm?” She asked as she came to a stop.
Right behind Tank.
Freaking heifer.
“You’ve been told repeatedly to leave someone alone. And with the stunt you pulled a few days ago, we took a vote. You’re out of here. You’re also banned from all Wrath MC affiliations.”
I didn’t even try to hide my smirk at the face she made.
That was when she looked at me, placed a hand on her hip, and then asked, “What did you do? Complain to daddy that Tank didn’t want you but wanted me? Threw a tantrum, didn’t you?”
“Nope. But Tank brought it to a vote. He didn’t appreciate the shit you’ve been pulling; you’ve been warned too many times.” My dad informed her.
But I knew she wouldn’t go quietly.
She just had that look in her eyes, and I knew when she was ready to say something, because her hand went to her hip when she said, “I’m telling you; he tastes like no other. Oh, the way the man can work his cock. But you’re never going to find out about that. No man wants to fuck a woman that wouldn’t know what to do with a cock right in front of her face. Tell me, are you still holding on to that virginal card?”
Why I answered, her I didn’t know, but I couldn’t keep quiet anymore, “First of all, the shit you’ve been spewing about how good he fucks, the way his muscles bunch, and the sheen of sweat on his chest you licked up. I know he wouldn’t have fucked you without clothes on his body. And far as I know, I’m the only one he allows to touch his body. And you’re right, it is a work of art. Secondly, I might not know what to do with a cock right in front of my face, but I bet I can figure it out right quick. And thanks, by the way, for showing me what not to do. Wasn’t it Porter that you were blowing and when you weren’t doing the job correctly, he pulled his cock from your mouth, shoved you away, closed his eyes, and jerked his own self off? Third, yeah, I still hold my virgin card, because unlike you, I know that a good man is going to be my everything in return, he’s going to make me his everything.”
Summer’s face was red and full of rage, and I knew I hit my points home, therefore she did the only thing she could, she attacked my body. And I was proud of it.
But I wasn’t going to let it slide. Anyone that made fun of a person because of their weight deserved to have that notion knocked out of them.
“Well, you’ll be holding onto that card for a long time. No one wants to fuck a pig.”
Tank’s face hardened, he stood, turned around, and was about to put her in her place, but I wasn’t having that.
I got up, jumped on the table, and then launched myself at her, and got in a good smack right across her face before my body was tagged and pulled into a hard, familiar, place I never wanted to leave, my chest.
“Men like bodies they can hold onto and pound into them knowing they aren’t going to break,” Tank said.
“Your shit has already been put in a garbage bag. Prospect,” My dad called out, as three new prospects emerged immediately. “Escort her off the property.”
But Tank wasn’t done, not when I felt his chest rumble as he said, “Funny. Last time I checked, no one’s tasted me or felt me in their bodies in four years.”
Summer stopped struggling when Jimmy tried to haul her away and then said, “Then what do you call what happened between us?”
“You mean when you came into my room uninvited. Climbed in my shower, and then wrapped your hand around my cock and pressed your lips to mine? And it took me a beat, but I pulled my body from yours and threw your ass out. Just like we’re doing now.”
“Let’s go, Summer. Oh, and by the way, when you leave, visit a fucking clinic. You gave me the clap.” Prospect Jimmy said for everyone to hear.
And as Summer took a step, Lena stuck her foot out, and tripped Summer, “Oops. My foot slipped.”
Summer started to open her mouth until Jimmy clamped a hand on her mouth and then bodily dragged her away.
Good freaking riddance.
I stayed in my spot, not wanting to leave it.
