Blind Devotion (7 page)

Pussy chuckled.

“So the, erm, eating pussy reference was about sex,
not eating people?”

His chuckle turned into a full blown laugh. “Babe,
you’re cracking me up. You really are completely innocent.”

“I went blind before I could look porn up on the ‘net.
They don’t exactly have sex books in Braille for me to read.”

He stopped laughing, and the moment he did, she missed
the sound.

“You don’t have to stop laughing. It’s funny, even if
I don’t know what you’re laughing at.” She shrugged, offering him a smile.

“You’ve got the prettiest, sweetest smile I’ve ever
seen,” he said, catching her off guard.

“Thank you.”

“Shit, I’m turning into a pussy now. Fuck, no, why
don’t you listen to books? They do them on audio now or so I’ve heard.”

She shook her head. “All purchases have to go through
Kenneth. He won’t let me have books.”

Pussy still held onto her arms.

“I’m getting hungry again. Can I finish eating my
food?” She didn’t want him to let her go, but she didn’t have a choice.

“Sure.” He gave her back her burger, and they started
eating.

Her curiosity built inside her as he stopped talking
and ate.

“What is it like?” she asked.

“Eating pussy?” Her cheeks had to be bright red. They
were hot to the touch. Her curiosity was going to get her in a lot of trouble
one day, if it hadn’t already.

“I don’t know what it’s like. I’ve never had a pussy
to be eaten.”

She giggled, shaking her head. “You’re making this
harder for me.”

“No, baby, I’m making sure you know that I eat pussy. I
don’t have one.”

“Okay. I knew that.”

“Baby, eat your burger and then we’ll talk more when I
get you safe.”

She wanted to argue, but what more could she say? Pussy
was the one in control of this conversation, not her.

Chapter Four

Staring up at the sky, Pussy knew he needed to make a
call to Devil and his brothers. Glancing behind him, he saw Sasha still
remained on the bench where he’d put her drinking her milkshake. From the
steakhouse, he rode for the next hour to try to clear his head. With Sasha’s
legs cradling his body, he’d not been able to think at all. Shit, Devil was
going to be completely pissed with him.

Now was not the time to start a fight with one of the
men in town who could cause them a lot of problems. Pulling out his cell phone,
he saw over ten missed calls from the clubhouse alone. Shit, Kenneth must have
seen Sasha was missing.

He couldn’t send her back to the bastard who hurt her.
There was no way he’d do it, not even if Devil ordered him to.

His cell phone went off. Keeping his gaze on Sasha, he
accepted the call.

“Where the
fuck have
you
been?” Devil asked, his voice
raised
to a shout.
“We’ve had the fucking cops around here looking for you. Rumor is you’ve stolen
a woman, Kenneth Carmichael’s blind, fucking stepdaughter. What the fuck have
you got to say about that?”

Pussy went to open his mouth. Devil didn’t give him
chance to respond.

“I told you to stay out of fucking sight. We need to
stay clean and you go off with a woman who can put you in fucking jail.”

“She’s twenty, boss. The girl I’m with is twenty, and
the guy who’s so concerned about her, caused her to be fucking blind.” Pussy
glanced back up at the sky. Maybe going straight to heaven or hell would be
better than facing his president.

“You’re certain.”

“I’m not sending her back to Piston County to the fucker
who hurt her. If this was Lexie, you would have done the same, or to Judi.”

Devil cursed.
“Fuck, why can’t we
ever do shit that’s simple?”

“I think The Skulls are cursed. Ever since we started
to visit them, our lives have turned to shit.”

“Shut up,” Devil yelled.

Pussy winced, moving the phone away from his ear.

“I think for tonight it would be best if you checked
into a hotel or something. Don’t come back here today. It’s only going to cause
problems.”

“Will do.”

“Is this what I think it is?” Devil asked.

“I don’t know. What do you think it is?” Pussy tried
to be vague in his response.

“Are you going to fuck this girl? Turn her into your
old lady?” Devil sounded tired once again. The shit with Gonzalez was really
starting to wear thin.

“I can’t answer that right now, boss. She means
something.”

“You want to fuck her?”

“Yeah.”

“Then this is going to start causing problems,” Devil
said.

“I’ve wanted to fuck other women before. None of them
have ever been a problem.”

“Are you being fucking stupid on purpose? None of the
other women you’ve fucked have forced you to take this next step. You took this
girl—”

“Woman,” Pussy said, interrupting Devil’s rant.

“
Don’t
fucking interrupt me.
This
girl
, you’ve taken her away from
her family and telling me you’re not letting her back to the people who can
protect her? Please, tell me, Pussy, if that’s not laying fucking claim to her,
what is?”

He remained silent, seeing Devil’s logic.

Watching her suck on the straw of her milkshake sent
Pussy’s cock into overdrive. Fuck, this woman didn’t have a clue how hot she
was.

“Are you going to answer me?”

“Yeah, I’m laying claim to her. There’s something else
that you might want to get Whizz to have a look at.”

“What is it now?” Devil asked.

“I was talking with Sasha, and she mentioned that her
stepfather Kenneth was having meetings with an Italian guy. She can’t give us
anything more as she can’t see.”

“What’s this got to do with anything? Whizz is busy as
it is trying to find ways of bringing Gonzalez down.”

Running fingers through his hair, Pussy watched a
couple of men staring at his woman. Starting toward her, he spoke quickly.

“An Italian in
meetings with one of the men on the town council, Devil.
That strikes me as odd, especially with Gonzalez throwing his weight
around. It’s too much of a coincidence not to think of the two together,” Pussy
said.

The two men saw him and moved in the opposite
direction. Sasha didn’t give any notice of him being closer to her. She looked
happy. Every now and then she’d smile and look up to the sky. She took his
breath away with her openness of enjoying life. How much had Kenneth taken from
her? He didn’t think the bastard had raped her or touched her, but he couldn’t
be sure of anything.

“Fuck, you’re right. I’ll get Whizz looking into
everything. This shit is really starting to bug me. Stay out of town tonight
and we’ll deal with the other shit tomorrow morning. Make sure your woman is on
board with whatever plan you’ve got in place.”

“Will do.
Let me know if Whizz finds anything out. I don’t want to be kept
waiting.”

Devil agreed before hanging up.

“Hey, babe.”

She turned her head and stared at his stomach. “Hey,
is everything okay?”

“Yeah, how’s your milkshake?”

“Good. Do you want some?”

Sasha offered up some shake for him.

“No, I’m good.”

He took a seat beside her on the bench. “Wow, you seem
a little put out. Did your phone call not go so well?” she asked.

“We can’t go back to Piston County tonight. Your
stepfather caused a few problems. We’ll wait ‘til tomorrow and I’ll take you
back.”

“No, you’re going to have to take me back. I don’t
want you getting into trouble.”

“I won’t. My president has given me some orders, and
there’s nothing we can do. We’ve got to do as he asked.”

“President?
None of this makes any sense. I’m freaking out.”

“Do you trust me?” he asked.

“Yes.”

He held her arm so she wouldn’t hurt herself. “Then
let me take care of you.”

He reached out to cup her cheek. She didn’t jerk away
from him or tense up. Stroking her pale cheek, he held back a groan. His Sasha
was smooth to the touch.

“Why would you want to?” she asked.

“I don’t know.” Closing the distance, Pussy stared at
her lips. Fuck, they were red, plump, and in need of kissing.

Slamming his lips down on hers, he moaned the instant
they touched. She whimpered. Her hand cupped the back of his hand, caressing
down to his cheek.

He slid his tongue along her lips waiting for her to
open up. Sasha didn’t keep him waiting long.

She tasted of the chocolate milkshake she’d been
drinking. Their moans mingled together. Tilting her head back, he deepened the
kiss. When their
lips touching wasn’t
enough, he
picked her up getting her to straddle his hips. Her pussy pressed against his
cock. Their clothing stopped him from going any further, but he wanted to.
Pussy didn’t want to stop feeling her ride his cock.

Groaning, he slid his tongue in and out of her mouth,
mimicking fucking her.

“Pussy?”
She whispered his name against his lips.

“What, baby?”

“What’s happening? I don’t know what’s going on.”

Pulling away from her lips, he pressed his head to
hers. “We’re going to have to stop. I’m going to take you to a hotel room where
we’re going to have a really long discussion.”

If he was in luck, he’d find a place to get some
condoms. His cock ached from the feel of her body alone.

“Something’s wrong,” she said, moaning. She thrust
against him, rubbing her pussy against his shaft. Sasha caught his face,
kissing his lips. “Please, make it stop aching.”

He groaned as she dry fucked him on the bench.

You caused this, so now you’ve got to finish it.

Picking her up, he walked her back until she was next
to his bike. Glancing behind him, he made sure no one could see what he was
doing. Sliding his palm down the front of her body, he moaned. She really was
nicely rounded in all the right places.

“What are you doing?” she asked.

“I’m going to make you feel good. Relax, and this will
go well.” Fingering the button of her jeans, he found there was enough space
for him to slide his hand inside. Down he went until he cupped her pussy. Her
panties were soaking wet. Sliding them aside, he fingered her slit. She was so
turned on.

Sasha gripped his arms tightly, groaning. “That feels
so good.”

“It’s going to feel much better, baby, I promise you.”

“How can it feel better?” She stopped, letting out a
moan. Before she could finish, Pussy claimed her lips. He didn’t want anyone
else hearing her scream out her pleasure. Her cries of release were for him and
him alone.

When they were alone she could scream until her
heart’s content, but until then, she would be silent.

Stroking two fingers over her clit, he slammed his
tongue inside her mouth. She opened up to him, no longer fighting. She thrust
against his fingers, whimpering, crying out, and moaning whenever he released
her lips long enough to hear.

Within seconds she was screaming out her release. Her
whole body shook at the sudden burst of pleasure pulsing from her. Banding an
arm around her waist, he continued to stroke her. Sasha begged him to stop.
Kissing her head, he withdrew his hand, and sucked the cream from his fingers.

“Fuck me, baby, you taste so fucking good.” He let out
a moan as her essence filled his mouth. Swallowing down the taste of her, he
knew once was never going to be enough for him.

“Wow,” she said.

“Come on. Let me find a hotel and I can make you feel
that way again.” Helping her onto the back of his bike, Pussy struggled to get
comfortable. His dick threatened to split his trousers open he was so hard.

Sasha was proving to be as much trouble as he
imagined.

****

When he pulled out of the food court or wherever he’d
gotten the milkshake from, Sasha had been reeling from what she’d experienced.
Pussy had just given her, her first orgasm. What was she supposed to do or say?
No one had prepared her for this in life.

Her mother didn’t talk about sex, and Sasha never
asked questions. She didn’t know how long they rode for. The time passed, and
all she could think about was the feel of his fingers down her pants.

Get a grip.

Trying to push her thoughts aside was difficult. The
threat of Kenneth couldn’t even stop her feelings. None of it made any sense to
her.