“I wasn’t just anyone.”
“No,” I look up at him, “you were the love of the life. I wanted you to see me as strong, capable, and put together. I couldn’t bear to see you with pity in your eyes. If I’d seen a change in the way you treated me, it would’ve killed a part of me.”
“I wouldn’t have done that,” he says.
“You wouldn’t mean to. But it would’ve happened. Especially, with your father being the cause. God, it was always a slippery slope, and a tricky position for both of us.”
“Isn’t what we share worth the struggle?”
“That’s what we need to decide.”
“You’re having doubts now?” he asks, standi
ng.
“No, but things are getting more complicated by the second. I mean, you’re basically doing undercover work that brings you in direct contact with hardcore racists. How far are you willing to go to be around Charm?”
“I don’t believe it, D’Rose.”
“No, but if you’re going to liberally using the word nigger or anything else derogatory toward my race, I can’t stand behind you. That would make me look like a fool.”
“This isn’t just for me or my brother. This is about the club. If I think someone’s trying to infiltrate, I have to check that out.”
“At my expense, huh?” I counter.
“Damnit, Dixie Rose! You’re putting my balls in a vise.”
“What do you want me to do, Echo?” I reply, exasperated.
“Be there for me no matter what, like an old lady is supposed to.”
“Now you’re questioning my commitment?”
He drops to one knee in front of me and my heart stutters. “Listen to me. You want real change to happen in this club? You want me to take Mouth down, right?”
“Of course I do,” I hiss, furious.
“Then let me do this the way I need to. I love you. I’m coming home to you, and this is all for you, so you can live the life you always should have had. I have to expose him fully and that means going from the inside out.”
His words make sense. I glance at the ceiling, reeling in my emotions and setting them aside to think logically. “If I agree to this, I want him buried under the shit you dig up. I want you to destroy him.”
“Done.”
I sigh. “Then let’s do this.”
Echo
There’s nothing sexier than your woman putting all her faith and trust in you. The minute D’Rose agreed to do this with me, the beast inside sprung from its cage. I push her legs apart and lean forward, sucking her right breast into my mouth through her tank top.
“Echo.” Her voice is raspy and her eyes are huge.
I massage her opposite breast as she buries her fingers in my hair and lets her head fall back. I know what she likes, and right now the last thing I want her to do is think too hard. Her throaty moans have my dick hard as a rock. I bite her hardened nipple. She arches her back and I roll the opposite hardened point between my fingers, elongating, and pulling gently as she writhes beneath me. Her breasts have always been sensitive. I pause long enough to shove up her tank top and pull down her bra. Her melon shaped mounds drop into my hand and I flick my tongue over her nipples.
“Echo.”
“Fuck yeah, babe. Let me hear you. I’m going to make you come without even touching that tight little pussy. Then I’m going to strip you bare and do it again and again.”
She cries out.