You Wreck Me (The Prospect 1)

Fuck, he’s right. “Later.” I walk away without a backwards glance and head towards the room Harlee is staying in.

As I’m about to open her door, she walks out, and freezes at the sight of me. “Carter.” I smile at the use of my name coming from her lips.

“Princess, I was just coming to you.”

She nods and steps away from the door, allowing me in. “We should talk.”

I don’t like the way she says it.

“Let me talk first, okay?” Chewing her lip, she nods. She seems a little too calm. To assured. Even her demeanor is sad. Her shoulders are sagging and her confidence seems to be dead. Where’d my firecracker go?

I follow her into the room. It’s different than the room we had. Everything in here is white. I wonder if they put her in here hoping I’d keep it clean. We sit on a small couch next to the window.

I don’t hesitate telling her how I feel.

“I meant what I said to you. I want you, Harlee, it’s always been you for me. I let the club come between us. My dick, other women. I’m a fuck up. I get that now. But I would do anything for you.” I know what she did that night was to get back at me, I get it. Can’t be a double standard in our relationship. Her threat was clear, I cheat, she cheats. And I can’t handle another man being with her.

I grab her hands. “Say something, anything. Hit me, yell at me, just give me something, Harlee, I can’t be without you again.” Yup, there is it, I lost my fucking balls.

She stays quiet a moment turning my hand over in hers and stroking her fingers over the lines in my palm. “Would you quit the club for me?”

I flinch back. “Is that what you really want?” Fuck, please say no. After my shitty childhood, and basically raising Keisha, the club is the only family I have. Sure, I’ve been a prospect for way too fucking long, but they’ve always treated me good. Even before I signed up to be part of the club, they gave me a job, cleaning the clubhouse, just so my sister and I had food and clothes. They have always been a better family than my own shitstain parents. I wouldn’t give the club up for anyone, ever. Even if that means I have to prospect for longer.

“It is. Carter, you know how much I’ve hated the club since I found out about my dad. I know what that life is all about. Sure, right now you’re promising me the world, everything I could ever want. A faithful relationship. But we both know that’s bullshit. You’ll be on the road, fucking whores from other clubs.”

“Baby, I won’t! I give you my word, I won’t ever cheat on you again.”

She shakes her head. “You don’t know that, so you can’t say that. What if my father gives you another ‘fucking’ assignment?”

“Princess, only the prospects do that shit, once I get you home safe, your dad is patching me in.” I can’t even deny to her that if I remained a prospect, I’d still do it if they told me to. Anything to earn my patch.

“That’s even worse!” She yells. “We both know it’s disrespectful to turn down another club’s whore while you’re visiting. I can’t do it, Carter. I can’t be part of the club life. I can’t be with someone in the club.” She’s right. Other clubs, other charters, it’s known as a sign of disrespect if you turn down their pussy.

“You can’t make me choose, Harlee. That club is my life. You are my life. I need you both.”

“I’m sorry. My answer is no, Wrecker. I…I can’t be with you. Not like this. I won’t do it again.” Fucking hell, we were making progress, and then she resorts back to using my damn club name. I hate hearing it come out of her mouth.

I grab her to me, and squeeze. “I’m not letting you go, Princess. Fuck that. You’re gonna be mine, in case you haven’t noticed, I haven’t used a condom, not once since I fucked you back in that motel room. If I have to cuff you to me, I will.”

She struggles in my arms. “You can’t force me to be with you. A baby wouldn’t change that. It would only make me run further away this time.”

“Yeah, I fucking can. I wanted you to decide for yourself that you wanted to be with me, that you’d stay by my side, but obviously, I can’t even let you do that. If I have to keep you on lockdown for the rest of your life, I’ll do it. And if you have my baby you’ll damn sure raise him or her by my side.”

“Without me, you can fuck whoever you want.” She tries to reason. Even with her I could still do that if I really wanted to, but I won’t tell her that. Not when I’m trying to convince her to be with me.

“Harlee, the last two days, since you’ve wanted space, I haven’t stuck my dick near any other woman. Have I wanted to? Damn fucking right. All the shit that goes on around here, makes it impossible to not want to give into the temptation, but I haven’t. So, doesn’t that mean something to you?”

She pushes out of my arms, and this time I let her. “Oh boo fucking hoo, two days without sex. Let me guess, that’s why you came to me isn’t it? You were about to give into temptation.” My silence gives her the answer. “Why don’t you just go back on out there and fuck every one of those women then, huh?”

She’s pissing me off, and I almost want to walk away and do exactly that. But I don’t. “I’m not gonna do that, I want you, only you.” Her face softens and then I go and ruin it by saying, “Unless you’re up for a threesome, would be so fucking hot to ram into your tight pussy while another bitch is sucking your clit.”

“You fucking prick!” She smashes me in the jaw. Should have seen that coming.

I grab her fist as she goes to hit me again. “What, baby? You wouldn’t like that? Having a hot bitch getting you off while my big hard cock fucks you into oblivion?”

She’s so pissed, I can almost see steam coming out of her ears. “I’ve already had that before, and yeah, it’s fucking hot, never came so hard in my life. Hell, I’m always down to munch on some good pussy too. But for you to say that to me, while trying to be all sincere and shit, well, makes everything you said to me before total bullshit. You’re a piece of shit, Wrecker.”

I’m instantly hard now full on picturing the scene she described. Fuck, she’s the perfect woman. If she gives me that kind of shit, I wouldn’t even be tempted to cheat.