“When was the last time you spoke to her?”
“About a month after she dropped Simon off. She told me she’d be a little longer and to use the money in the envelope. Is that money yours?” she asked.
“Yep, she stole it from me while I was busy.”
She nodded. “Look, I don’t want to get involved in club business or whatever business you’ve got going on. I’m not part of this at all.”
All Lexie had wanted was a quiet life where she could have a family with no worries and no fears.
“Not going to happen, baby. Kayla made sure of that when she gave you my kid. I’ve been wrong before, but I got the hunch you can’t just walk away from him, can you?” Devil asked, moving to the bed to sit down.
Glancing through the doorway she saw Curse and Ripper playing with the boy.
They looked up and gave her a little wave. Stepping away she walked in front of Devil.
“No, I can’t walk away from him. It’s like he’s my own.”
“And he’s my first kid. No joke, so don’t f**king say anything.” He took hold of her hand, turning her palm up. He traced along the crease frowning.
“I don’t joke about shit. I don’t want to get caught up in this.”
“Too late for you. I need you to take care of Simon.”
“We’re not sleeping in a strip club. I’d rather stay here.”
Was she really agreeing to Devil? Crap, there was nothing else she could do but agree with him.
“Vincent called. He’s found a place, and we’re going to check it out. Boys are organizing a van and car seat. Get your shit packed, and I’m not going to ask again.” He tugged her close, and she stumbled against him. Devil was the one in control. There was no hope of her fighting. He wasn’t hurting either of them.
His palm pressed against her pu**y. The only thing separating them was the fabric of her jeans and panties.
“I’m going to have this, Lexie. Your pu**y, your mouth, your ass, the whole of your body is mine.”
“You’re crazy.”
“No, I’m not crazy. I’m determined.”
“Why? I’m not Kayla. You can have anyone.”
He stared at her without breaking contact. “Vincent was right about you. You’ve got a low opinion of yourself.”
Devil lifted her up and held her in front of the doorway.
“What are you doing?” she asked. Her heart was beating wildly in her chest.
“Boys, what do you think of the lovely Lexie?” Devil asked. One of his arms was wrapped around her waist as the other banded across her chest stopping her from going anywhere.
“Don’t know if I should answer that, Boss. You’ve staked your claim, and I love my dick a lot,” Curse said.
“I’m with him.”
“Boys, Lexie doesn’t think she’s all that hot or worth my time. What do you think of that?”
She saw their gazes wander up and down her body.
“I’d f**k her if you let me. Out of all the women on stage she was the f**king hottest. Don’t know what women have against food, but f**k me, Lexie, you’re f**king hot,” Curse said.
Ripper stood up, showing her the evidence of his arousal. “Just by looking at you, sweetheart, and remembering you na**d last night.”
Devil took his seat back on the bed away from the men.
“See, you’re more than worth my time and I’ve got to say, I can’t wait to feel all of you around my dick.” He kissed her neck, holding her in place as he sucked on her flesh.
Moaning, she tilted her head to the side giving him better access.
“That’s right, baby. You’re going to give me everything. I’m going to get my club a place to live, and you’re going to be by my side waiting for me.”
His hand cupped her breast, pinching the nipple.
Heat flooded her panties as he worked her body easily. His other hand moved between her thighs, stroking her pu**y through the denim.
“Tonight, I’m going to have this pu**y, and I’m going to know exactly how tight you are.” He bit down on her neck, sucking the tender flesh into his mouth.
“Boss, hate to interrupt you but boys are outside waiting. Vincent is there with his woman to take us to the place.”
She heard Devil sigh. Seconds later his arms dropped from around her body. “They’ve got the worst f**king timing in the world. Fine, we’re coming.”
He helped her onto her feet.
Cupping her face, he tilted her head back to look at him. “Get your shit packed. My boys will be up to help.”
Devil left the room seconds later. Ripper entered the room helping her pack. He didn’t say a word, but she felt his gaze on her body. She would never get used to that kind of attention away from the club. When she packed the bedroom up she walked into the other room as Carol knocked on the open front door.
“Honey, what’s going on? I saw all of those men outside.”
“Something has come up. One of those men is Simon’s father. He needs me to, erm, to look after the boy until he’s ready to take over.” The lies poured out of her mouth.
“Is this the man who beat the shit out of Rob and crushed his hand?” Carol asked. “The very one.” Devil appeared in the doorway.
“Then you’re all right in my book. I’ve been trying to get Judi away from that rat bastard. Life on the street is too f**king hard for a girl of her age.” Carol took a long drag on her cigarette. “You going to treat this girl well?”
It was like she didn’t exist.
“Yeah, and Judi, she’s with me and the boys as well. Nothing is happening with her. We’re going to send her back to school to finish up.”
Carol hummed. “Well, I’ll be damned. You just might be the savior we need in this beat up shitty little town.”
Piston County wasn’t a great place to settle down. It wasn’t a small town by any means and had a large upscale area where the wealthy stayed. There was the shitty, poverty stricken area where she lived and then there was the middle ground. The county was like one big line that had different classes of people all wrapped up in one.
What Lexie always found funny was the fact half of the wealthy men stopped by for a little sex from them.
She’d seen plenty of faces in Naked Fantasies. There was enough ground for Chaos Bleeds and the pimps to stay in on the action. Some of the city runaways ended up becoming part of the statistics with the pimps. Either way, if Devil was staying in town then it wasn’t going to be safe for Kayla to return at all.