Cocky's Fight (Devils Rejects MC 6)

“Were you even going to tell me? Ouch. Shit!” I burnt my finger on the pan. I suck the throbbing digit into my mouth and Shawn comes up behind me hugging me around the waist. His lips brush over my ear and he squeezes my hips.

“I was watching you dance, and she just happened to be there.”

“Was this last night?” Tears burn in the corners of my eyes. His silence is all the confirmation that I need. I played with fire and like always I got fucking burned. Will I ever learn? “So you had your dick in her mouth then came here last night and we… I think you should go.”

“Lissa,” he grits in my ear and I try to push him away. “I’m not leaving.”

I spin around and shove against his chest. “Leave!” I cry and punch his chest. “Just go.”

One second Jimmy is watching us and the next he is kicking Shawn in the back of the shins.

“Fuck. Stop that!” Shawn turns on him and Jimmy’s eyes are wide. “Hey. You take your butt back to the living room.” He points at Jimmy. “And you and me are gonna talk in private.” I nod though my first instinct is to run. Damn him. Why? I want to shout at him. I want to kick him in the balls. No, I want to cut them off and shove them down his throat right now. I take a deep breath and bite back my tears.

“It’s okay, Jim Jam. Here.” I fix his plate and take it to the living room, so he can watch cartoons while he eats.

Shawn follows me to the bedroom. I lean against the wall and he crowds me. Placing a hand on either side of my face, caging me in. His voice is low and gravelly, and even though I am mad at him his voice does things to me that I can’t explain. Then there is his intoxicating scent wrapping around me and making me dizzy. I hate him and want to fuck him at the same time. “You think you can just get mad and tell me to go and that I am going to walk away? Baby, I told you that I will fight for you with all that I have, and don't forget you gave your pussy to me.” He grabs me between the legs. “You’re mine and only mine. You wanna be mad at me. That’s cool. You be mad. You can scream at me, you can hit me, swear you are done with me, but nobody will want you the way that I do. I’ll fuck every ounce of anger and hurt out of you. I’m your man. I belong to you in here.” He touches my hand to his heart and I want to smack the fuck out of him. His lips touch mine and I bite at him. “You wanna be rough. I can do rough.” Shawn grabs a fistful of my hair and pulls. Not hard enough to hurt but firm enough to get my attention. “The whole time she was touching me, all I could see was you. Doesn’t make it right but it’s the fucking truth. All I wanted was you. Just you.”

I look away from him feeling my anger resolve itself, but I’m still upset with him. He grabs hold of my face and keeps me pinned where he wants me, so he can kiss me again and this time I let him. Not because I am settling but because I know that I love him, and I don’t want to fight. I want to erase every bit of her touch from his body. I want to take him in my mouth and suck him till he forgets his own name. I can’t do that though. My son is in the living room and I have a responsibility to him.

I shouldn’t have blown up at Shawn in front of Jimmy like I did. My reaction tells me one thing though—I care way more than I wanted to allow myself to. A shudder rips through my chest and I try not to cry. Shawn technically didn’t ch

eat on me, but it hurts all the same.

I go into the bathroom to calm down. As I am splashing cold water on my face, I hear him talking to Jimmy in the living room. “I’m sorry I yelled at you. That wasn’t cool of me, but it also wasn’t cool of you to kick me. I’d never hurt your Mom or you. I get that you’re mad at me and that’s okay. You can be mad at me but I’m not going anywhere so you and me gotta find a way to be cool with each other.”

I take three deep breaths and rejoin them.

“I can take the night off if you are set on dancing. Me and Jim Jam can go to the movies. See the new Spiderman flick.”

“You sure you guys will be okay just the two of you?”

“We’ll be fine. Besides we got some dude stuff to do.”

I laugh. “Dude stuff?”

“Yup. We have some shopping to do.”

“Hmm.” I shake my head and get ready for work. I’m not okay with what happened but I can’t say much. He stood by and watched me with Justin and I know that it killed him to do so. At least I didn’t see it. That makes the situation easier to digest and like I said, I know that what we have is worth fighting for even if the sight of him right now has me ready to throttle the hell out of him with my fist then take him to bed and remind him of what we mean to each other. Though I gotta say the way he looks at me I know his feelings for me are pure. It’s the way he is staring at me right now as I walk out of the bathroom with my hair straightened wearing a black bra under a black half jacket and high waisted black pants. Shawn gets up from the couch, leaving Jimmy to finish his puzzle, and stalks toward me with a dangerous glint in his eyes. His mouth is tight, and he is adjusting his manhood as he approaches me.

“Go change.” He grabs my butt and pulls me against him, my crotch rubbing right up against his hard on. A low growl rumbles from deep in his chest. “I don’t want anyone seeing you dressed like this but me. Fucking sexy, baby. Goddamn, you’re fine.”

I smirk, loving that he’s jealous. “You do know that no matter what I wear I’ll be taking my clothes off for money tonight.”

“I’ll pay you triple to stay home.”

“Tempting offer. Do you pay cash or credit?”

He reaches into his back pocket and pulls out a clip of money. “Name your price.”

“Jimmy. I need Shawn to help me with something. We’ll be right back. You stay in here and work on your puzzle for me, okay.” Jimmy grins at me and I grab Shawn by the hand. “Come with me.”

Pulling him down the hallway, I take him to the bedroom, and close the door, but leave it cracked enough I can hear Jimmy in the living room working his puzzle.

Dropping to my knees, I stare up at the one man who has the power to destroy me or love me like no other. I unzip his jeans and lick my lips as his erection juts out. I’m going to make damn sure he never wants another woman’s mouth on him. I stroke him soft and slow then hard and fast. “This belongs to me. No one else is to ever touch you.” I squeeze his balls with my other hand. My tongue licks up and down his shaft, my lips wrapped around his girth sucking him into the back of my throat.

One hand grips my hair at the scalp as he controls the pace, fucking my mouth.

“Goddamn, Lissa. Fuck,” he hisses between his lips. My fingernails dig into ass cheeks with raw possession, marking him deep like I have claws, drawing his blood as I scratch his skin. Just as he says I belong to him it goes both ways.