Page 18 of Law Maker

To Lawless, the man was just Jay with a good cock and sometimes irritating personality traits. In one capacity or another, he’d been with him since he was eighteen. If he had it in him he might have felt some sentiment that the guy remembered his birthday every year.

“Dress in something decent and that means not those black things you choose to put on your body. You dress like a fucking biker.”

Lawless flipped him the finger and went back to reading about the three laws of physics.

The party that night happened whether he wanted it or not.

It wasn’t bad. But by the end of the night, after countless lap dances, too much scotch and a blowjob from a redheaded stripper with a mouth like a vacuum, he still ended up outside in the alleyway. Tempting a soaking wet stray cat to come and eat some thin sliced chicken out of his hand.

“What the fuck is it with you and strays? You’re like the pied piper.” He heard behind him. He didn’t move from his crouch position, but the ginger cat took off. Probably sensing Jay had a gun and would likely shoot if the cat meowed wrong.

Lawless rose to his full height, irritation dancing down his spine. Dusting off his hands he rubbed one over his shaved head, brushing the drops of misted rain away.

“Animals make you work for their affection. They’re not supplicating pieces of gristle, saturating the air with neediness.”

Shoving both hands in his bomber jacket pockets, he tried to walk around Benz and didn’t get far when the guy put a hand on his chest. The darkness of his shrewd eyes glowed under the moon. No one looking at Jay would ever mistake him for a good man. Just days ago he’d watched bored as he’d put the hurt on a drug dealer trying to outsell the crime boss. It was a warning to anyone who tried to best the kingpin.

“Is that what I should do then to get your affection, Penn, act aloof and uninterested and then I can eat out of your hand?”

“It’s not my affection you want.”

Benz smiled in his sly way, moving his hand up from Lawless’ chest to his neck where he squeezed tight enough he felt pain.

“How wrong you are, but I accept what you give because you’re incapable of giving more. I wonder if you even have it in you to love someone.”

For the first time in their association, Lawless read everything on Benz’s face. It was clear he had feelings for him—other than wanting to suck Lawless off, which he did like a champ.

Giving a little shove, Lawless felt the brick wall at his back and Benz came up into his space. This was usually when Lawless would rip someone’s head off. He stood there like a piece of rancid meat with a guy looking at him like he loved him or something equally repellent.

“Look how scared you are because you figured it out,” Benz said in a quiet tone, a curl to the edge of his mouth. A touch of sadness too. “Don’t worry, darling boy, nothing has to change.”

But it already had.

The ground moved under Lawless, his brain screaming for him to get away from this scene.

This wasn’t his kind of noise.

He didn’t do connections which resulted in having sob stories cried all over his shoulders. He wasn’t that life anymore where he had to take care of someone else’sfeelingsand wellbeing. The din roaring out of Benz as he went on looking at him with his hand still tight around Lawless’ neck, was deafening.

He should have seen it and hedidn’t.

“Come back inside. Marco is waiting to give you a gift.”

Marco was a pain slut who begged like a bitch for any dominant hand to hurt him so he could come all over himself.

Lawless went inside on autopilot.

He beat the fuck out of that young boy with every apparatus he could get his hands on. Marco came like a horse in stud, there was no enjoyment in it for Lawless, not when he was so fucking busy trolling through Benz’s revelation.

He watched Benz fuck one of his dancers in the ass while she came on the fingers of one of the party-goers. Benz fucked that chick while his greedy eyes lapped up Lawless, who felt every lick like it was tiny cuts.

Avoidance came easy when he was traveling doing Benz’s dirty work.

From New York to Tennessee and Seattle, he stayed out of the way only exchanging a few phone calls with Benz. Until he summoned Lawless again.

Only this time he didn’t go right away. He took three weeks.

The next time he took five weeks to return.

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