Page 15 of Romeo
I lift my chin, raise my other hand high, and close my hand as if I caught her kiss, bringing my hand to my chest, where my heart beats for her.
Cherry smiles, pulls the door open, and walks inside the clubhouse. I know that she’s going back to her room. I don’t want her out here partying with the crazy motherfuckers.
Mama Bear wouldn’t like it.
Six
Romeo
The next day.
It’s still party time because it’s fucking Friday.
I walk out of my bathroom, drying my hair with the towel.
I stop, holding onto the towel. All of my fucking blood shoots straight south. I rest my hands on my waist, shaking my head.
“What the hell are you doing here,” I growl, walking over to my dresser. I pull out a pair of clean jeans, pull my towel from my waist, and pull up my jeans.
I lower my eyelids, watching Cherry lick her lip.
Fuck me!
“Babe, you look so yummy,” Cherry says, pushing off the bed.
“Cherry, get your sweet ass out of here,” I growl, tucking my hard cock into my jeans. I pull the zipper very carefully.
“Babe, why, you know that I can take care of that,” Cherry huffs, crossing her arms and rolling her eyes.
“I know you can, but you know it can’t happen,” I growl, turning to pull a clean black t-shirt from the dresser.
I pull it on, stand straight, tilt my head to look at her and run my hands through my hair.
“Babe, come here and kiss me,” Cherry says, moving her index finger and calling me over.
“Cherry, you need to stop coming to my room because you’re driving me insane,” I whisper, trying to keep the Brothers from hearing.
Cherry pushes off the bed, swaying her hips and tossing her long brown hair over her shoulder. She stops in front of me, smiling a sexy naughty smile. She just knows how to push my buttons.
“I don’t see why you don’t want to since you know that we already did it, so what the fuck is the point in waiting? What in the world do you want to wait for? You want my Mama to say, Kevin, go ahead and fuck Cherry all you want. That’s not happening, ever. But I can say, Baby, come here. Fuck me all you want,” Cherry says, pushing her hands under my t-shirt, roaming all over my chest.
Fuck me.
I close my eyes because fuck, I need to take control of my fucking need to fuck her silly. I can’t see her because I wouldn’t be able to resist.
Cherry runs her hands up around my shoulders, pulling me down. She fucking kisses me like she always does. I can’t helpbut to kiss her back. I grab her ass, pulling her close to my hard flesh.
“Yes, Baby, make love to me,” Cherry says, biting my lip.
“No, we can’t. The Brothers are waiting for me,” I say, shaking my head.
“Are you fucking kidding me? Are you sure it’s the Brothers and not those bitches, the club whores because you’re not called Romeo just for the hell of it,” Cherry huffs, crossing her arms?
“Fuck, Cherry, how in the hell do you want me not to fuck? I need to bust a nut every fucking day, especially since you make it your mission to fucking have me with a constant raging hard-on,” I growl, walking away from her.
I need to get out of my room before I cave in and fuck her all night. I grab my socks and boots. I pull them on, ignoring her. I grab my cut from the chair and pull it on.
“Do you think I don’t fucking know that? I hear all about it. In fact, I saw you motherfucker,” Cherry yells, walking up to me.
