Page 21 of Truth Forever
“Asshole.” We said it together before Truth captured my lips again.
Young had been lying. It only took us a little over a minute before we were pulling up in front of a small red brick building. I had expected him to have brought me back to the squat industrial building that was the Black Aces clubhouse.
“Come on.” Truth opened the door before we had fully stopped. He was eager. I liked that about him. It made me feel wanted in a way that was primal. “Let’s go.” He didn’t even say thank you to the man driving as he tugged me from the car.
“Things might be…..messy” He paused.
“I don’t care.”
“Good, I wasn’t expecting to bring anyone back here.” He added as he fished the key from his pocket.
“I thought we would go back to the clubhouse or something….” I added in between the kisses he was peppering against my lips.
“No, there’s too much…”
“Nudity and sex?” I asked. “Gem gave me the talk yesterday.”
Of course, the only person I had seen getting freaky had been him. When he had been getting Head from some chick. Jealousy ripped through me. Had he fucked her afterwards?
I didn’t know how I felt about that.
“Hey.” He tilted my chin up. “What’s with the sudden look of doubt?”
“Last night?”
“Last night was nothing and nothing more happened than what you saw.” His lips were gentle. A lot softer than they had been the rest of the night. “And I was thinking of you the whole time….” he pushed open the door, flicking the light on.
I blinked in surprise.
I had been expecting a mess, a real bachelor pad, but nothing could compare me to the sight that met us.
A woman was on the chair opposite the door. A totally naked woman with her legs spread across the arms of the chair. The position left absolutely nothing to the imagination. She had her hand between her legs.
Her eyes widened as she caught sight of me by his side. “I….”
I turned away. I was all for taking some risks, but this was the same woman that had been with him last night. The one he had said wasn’t his girlfriend.
“I….” I shook myself. “Yeah, I think I’m done. I’m out of here.”
Chapter Nine
Truth
One minute we were kissing like randy teenagers, and the next Cali was pulling away from me. Her face twisted in disgust.
“Yeah, I think I’m done. I’m out of here.” Cali’s voice shook.
And that’s when I saw her.
One of the club girls sat opposite the door, her legs spread wide and as naked as the day she was born. Her hand busy between her legs shamelessly.
“Cali.” My hand came down hard on her arm as she tried to push past me. “This isn’t what it looks like...I.” I turned my eyes to the woman on the chair. “What the fuck are you doing here?”
Any normal person would have baulked at the look on my face, but instead, she stood, her hip jutting outwards. “Hey, baby.” She cooed as she sauntered towards us. “I missed you.” Her lips pouted. “Who is she Truth?” Her voice was loud. A shrill sound. What the hell was she playing at? Breaking in here and then asking me what I was doing?
“Why the fuck are you in my house?” My voice was low and dangerous. I felt Cali try to pull away and tightened my grip on her arm even more. “Stay….” I shot her a look. “Cali let me explain.”
“Cali?” The club girl crooned. Reaching out, she ran her hand down my chest. Her nails were scraping. “Did you bring us a playmate Truth? She’s pretty….”
