Page 29 of Rodeo (Marked Skulls MC 2)

“Get the fuck out!” I growled at him again, our faces just inches away.

“Okay, yeah, I’m gone,” he mumbled and picking up his jacket from the couch, he scurried out of the living room and Vanity chased after him.

I clenched my fists as I stood in the room. I could hear her high-pitched voice as she followed him to the door.

“I’m so sorry, I wasn’t expecting him to come over. I’m so sorry. Will I see you again?”

The guy wasn’t replying to her, clearly he was scared shitless.

I heard the door open and close and then the clicking sound of Vanity’s heels as she walked back down the corridor.

“Why would you do that?” she hissed, placing her hands on her hips.

“I thought you didn’t bring clients back to your place. Isn’t that what you told me?” I asked, running a hand through my closely cropped hair. Vanity rolled her eyes.

“You know what he does? Some stock market shit, makes like ten-thousand dollars a day. If he wants to come back to my place, I’m going to bring him back. What do you care anyway?” she asked and walked over to the couch and started fluffing up the pillows.

I followed her every movement with my eyes. Her ass always looked so good in that tight leather skirt, her legs were long and bulky. My cock was still moving in my jeans but now, suddenly, my interest was fading. I hadn’t realized how tired I actually was.

“I don’t care but I don’t want to come in here and see you with another bastard, just minutes before I’m going to fuck you,” I said through clenched teeth and she bit down on her bottom lip and stepped towards me.

“Why, Abe? Are you in love with me or something?” she asked, in a sugary sweet voice and she stretched her hands out to my cock. I felt her palm cup my throbbing cock and I breathed in sharply. Then, I yanked myself away from her.

“You’ve fucking lost your mind,” I growled and I started walking out of the living room.

“Are you serious? You’re going to leave now? After you threw out that guy?” Vanity was following me, shrieking at the top of her voice. I kept walking. Her voice was becoming increasingly annoying in my ears.

“You are such a dick, Abe! Why did you come here if you were going to leave without fucking me? You’ve been fucking me for months now, and you’re too pussy to admit that we could actually become a thing. Like girlfriend and boyfriend,” Vanity continued screaming, and I opened the door.

“Just shut the fuck up,” I growled, before I stepped out of the door. I heard a glass crash against the door, which she had aimed at my head but missed by like a second.

With my jaws clenched, I went down the stairs to my bike again. She had completely ruined my erection, with all this talk about love and being in a relationship. I thought the reason it was working with her was because she never brought this shit up.

I got on my bike and rode towards my own house. I’d just have to jerk off instead tonight. I wasn’t in the mood to go looking for some other woman to fuck either. It was a better idea to be alone tonight.