Page 36 of Diesel

“Let him fucking finish.” Beast scolded.

“So I crawled onto the bed with her. She spread her legs, and I began eating that pussy like it was my last meal. Fuck she was good.” He looked away from us, reveling. “I stuck a finger in her wet hole and fucked while I ate her. Bitch came in seconds.” He looked up at us. “Then she asked me to fuck her, so I did. For some reason, I couldn’t blow a load.”

“Figures,” I said, and Beast pointed at me.

“She got bored. Asked me to put a hand around her throat, so I did. At first, it was just a hand around her throat, but as I fucked her harder, she asked me to squeeze a little. I did. She came again.”

“Damn,” Brainiac said. I knew what Wendy had in her future.

“She put her hand around mine and squeezed. The bitch begged me to fuck her harder.”

“Her name is Kristen,” I said.

“Kristen begged me to fuck her harder. Begged me to squeeze her neck harder. I did both.” Cinder shook his head and stared at the floor. “I was really getting it, hitting that pussy hard. I closed my fucking eyes and just went somewhere else. I didn’t even know my hand was getting tighter. I fucking came like I never had before. When I opened my eyes, she was dead.”

Beast let out a loud breath. “Tell me you tried to revive her. Tell me you did something to help her.”

Of course, he didn’t. That wasn’t Cinder’s way. He probably smoked a cigarette, relishing the fact he’d fucked a woman to death. I wanted to kill the man, regardless of what the voices were telling me to do.

“For the first time in my life, I didn’t know what to do. I had no plan. I had no idea.” He got to his feet and went to the bathroom. I could see him splashing water on his face. I’d never hated a man more than I hated Cinder. There were some things a man just never did.

“You just left her lying there,” I said. “Walked your ass right out of the room.”

“Wait,” Brainiac interrupted. “The hotel clerk knew you were there. Cameras had to pick you up, coming and going. No pun intended.”

“You paid off the clerk,” Beast said.

Cinder shook his head. “I didn’t. She took me back to the room where the cameras were recording, and I fucked her on the desk. She erased the footage. Told me if I came back again to fuck her again, she’d deny I was ever there.” He chuckled. “Still fucking her on the side to this day.”

“You killed a federal agent’s sister.” Beast stood, his disgust for his V.P. evident. “And now, we have to clean this shit up somehow.”

“She knows it was Cinder,” I said. “And she’s not going to stop pressing until she has his balls in her hands.”

“I’m not going to send her back to Arkansas. We need to keep this bitch by our side until I can figure this shit out.” He pointed at Cinder. “You fucked this club.”

“I’ll call Big Kentucky and get the guns moved to somewhere secure, someplace off club property.” Brainiac left the room with his laptop.

“What’re we going to tell Trixie,” I asked. “She knows we’re in here talking about this.”

“I can take care of that bitch,” Cinder said.

“Fuck that.” Beast went to the door. “But you know what? That bitch is going to ride with you all the way to Boston. And you know what else? She’s riding all the way back to Pine Bluff with you as well.”

“You’re going to let her live?’ Cinder asked. I couldn’t tell if he were a dumbfuck or if his mother had dropped him on his head as an infant.

“You don’t touch that woman,” Beast said. “She’s alive when we get back to Pine Bluff.”

Beast left the room. I didn’t.

“I know what you were doing, asshole. I know why you walked away from her with not a worry in the world.” I refrained from hitting him again. “The cameras would show I was the last person to visit Kristen. They would pin that shit on me. I’d rot in Varner while you drank and smoked cigars at the club.”

Cinder said nothing. Probably a smart move on his part.

I left the room and closed the door. Trixie was still in Beast's room, but everyone else was standing outside by the bikes.

“Where are we staying in Boston?” Beast asked.

“My uncle has a big place. It’s really on the outskirts of Boston, hidden by trees and shit. We can all stay there. I’ll give him a call before we leave here.” I pointed at the room Cinder was in. “What’re we going to do about him and Trixie?”

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