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what he did, she
wouldn’t leave him alone. The few conversations they’d had were not ground
breaking, but he played them over and over in his mind. The kiss they’d shared had
been fleeting and tame, yet it got him hot every time he thought about it. When
it came to Sasha, all of his thoughts turned him on.
    He thought about her lips wrapped around his cock. Her
long brown hair cascading over his body as she sucked him off was too much of a
fantasy for him to ignore. Gripping the woman’s head, he slammed in deep,
forcing her to take more of him.
    Within seconds he released into her mouth and wouldn’t
let her go until she swallowed every single drop of his cum. When it was over
he ordered her out of his room. The woman had the grace not argue or throw shit
at him and left. The sweet-butts knew they were all in trouble and didn’t argue
when an order came their way. Everyone did as Devil ordered the first time
without making any waves.
    Lying back on his bed, Pussy stared up at the ceiling.
Someone knocked on his door, and he ignored the sound.
    Seconds later, Death came into view.
    “ You ignoring everyone now?”
Death asked, taking a seat on the bed.
    “No. I’m choosing to ignore every fucker that tries to
get into my room. I’m not called Pussy for nothing. The women will all be
fighting if I start answering shit.” He flipped onto his side and leaned over
the bed to grab a cigarette. Lighting the tip, he lay back down, inhaling the
nicotine into his lungs.
    “The women are no longer leaving your room looking
satisfied, Pussy. Maybe you’re losing your touch.” Death sparked up a cigarette
and sat on the floor with his back leaning against the bed.
    “Nah, the women are just not used to me only taking
care of myself. I’m not interested in making friends with the bitches. They
want to suck and fuck cock, then they can. I just
don’t always return the favor.” He blew out a ring of smoke thinking about the
brown-haired beauty he’d kissed a month ago.
    “That doesn’t sound like you. Does this have to do
with Ashley?” Death asked.
    Thinking about Ashley made him sad, but it didn’t stop
him from fucking other women. Now, thinking about Sasha stopped him from wanting
to be with other women. It pissed him off. One simple kiss shouldn’t have left
him feeling this way. Rubbing at his chest, he wondered what the hell was
happening to him.
    “No, it doesn’t.”
    “Curse hasn’t been able to bring Mia to the club.
She’s sobbing all the time, and he can’t get her to
eat. He’s really struggling with this shit.” Death blew out a ring.
    “What the fuck do you want me to do?” Pussy asked.
    “Nothing. I’m telling you, you’re not the only one missing Ashley. I’m not an
idiot, Pussy. Don’t treat me like one. You and Ashley were close. I know you
were never going to give her a ring or promise her forever, but you would never
turn your back on her either.”
    He thought about what Death said. “We got her killed.”
    “Yes, we all did. The club got her killed. We should
have stopped her from going with Gonzalez. There’s a lot of shit we should have
done, but we didn’t, and now we’re the ones paying the price.” Death let out a
sigh. “Shit is getting nasty, Pussy. You need to start playing the game.”
    “Life is not a game.”
    “Fuck, Pussy. Stop being an ass. Ashley’s dead and
gone. You’re going to sit around and die because she’s not going to be coming
around anymore. Gonzalez fucked with us. It’s time for us to fuck back.” Death
stubbed out his cigarette and walked off.
    Lying back on the bed, Pussy thought about what he
said. He’d not gone to see Mia ever since he saw Ashley’s severed head. Climbing
off the bed, he took a quick shower and headed toward the spare ranch style
house on the outskirts of Piston County. After parking up his bike, he knocked
on the door and waited for Curse to let him inside.
    Curse opened up the door looking like the weight