Is that why she walked away and showered?
Fuck, is that why she’s still friends with my sister? Is she using her to gain info on the club for him?
I know my thoughts are wrong, deep down I can feel they are, but my mind won’t let me think otherwise, years of women using us taking over.
“Hey, Venom,” I hear, and I look up before locking eyes with Angel, who's only wearing nipple pasties and a tiny G-string despite the club being closed.
It’s a trap, it has to be, and if I weren’t consumed by anger, I’d be able to see it. Without thinking rationally and seeing what the situation is, I walk over to Angel, who eyes me like a piece of meat, before grabbing her by the hips, making her grin.
I spin Angel around and she gasps and giggles as I shove her into the wall and grip her G-string hard and pull, tearing the tiny fabric from her fake-tanned skin.
Raya’s face after we had sex comes back, the shame, the regret, hitting me hard. The thought of her seeing Hayden consuming me, even though I know Mama is a pathological liar and has clearly seen my reactions to Raya.
I don’t think logically, though. I don’t remember who Mama is. I allow my insecurities to take over as I pull my semi-hard cock out before I pull Angel's ass towards me and place the head at her entrance, and I thrust forward hard, making her moan.
She doesn’t sound like Raya, and I fucking hate it.
I don’t stop to allow her to get used to my size. I thrust hard and fast, not realizing the massive mistake I’m making, only focusing on Mama’s words, and the urge to hurt Raya like I’ve just been hurt takes over.
“Oh yes, baby, I’ve missed you,” Angel moans as she thrusts back against me and I thrust harder, faster while gripping her ass tightly leaving marks she doesn’t deserve it bear. Despite her walls fluttering, I don’t have the need to come, instead I have the need to pull away, my cock slowly deflating, not enjoying it.
I move my hips faster, but it doesn’t help. Even as Angel screams out, her pussy gushing over me, I don’t come. I don’t feel any pleasure, I feel fucking sick. The regret hits me fucking hard as I quickly pull out of her and put my cock away.
Fuck, I’ve just fucked Raya’s scent off me…
Angel giggles, “That was amazing,” none the wiser that I didn’t come, too happy that she finally got me to fuck her to orgasm after years, and I stumble back, hitting the opposite wall as my breathing picks up.
Dirty, I feel fucking dirty.
I allowed Mama to get in my head and I-I, oh fuck what have I done?
“Mm,” Angel moans as she runs a finger through her pussy lips then pulls it back showing me the cum, her fucking cum that she thinks is mine before sucking her finger and bile rises as she grins and saunters towards the bar stating, “I’ll go clean up from the interviewees baby then we can go again,” but I don’t say anything, instead I slowly slide down the wall as my eyes tear up, feeling like I just fucking cheated despite the fact Raya walked away from me.
Fuck me, what have I done?
Chapter 8
Raya
“Alright, on the board is a case that I want you to decipher bit by bit. I want a clear explanation of what you would do in this situation of a custody case, both parents accusing the other of despicable things towards their child,” Professor Marks says as he points at the board, “Your job is to figure out who the liar is and which parent you would represent to help gain full custody and why,” the Professor looks around the class, his gray eyes narrowing at the girls behind me who haven’t stopped gossiping about a party later they want to try and get into, something apparently they haven’t managed and he snaps, “This is worth sixty percent of your grade so if you fail, you’ll have to re-sit this class next semester!”
The girls behind me shut up instantly, and I smile despite my mind going a million miles an hour after yesterday, Venom’s grunts echoing in my head, and I blink, trying to dislodge them.
I slept with him. I actually slept with him. Okay, so he screwed me up against my door, giving me pleasure I have never felt before, but still, I willingly gave him my body, even after he admitted he didn’t have a condom on.
Stupid on my part, really, and not because I’m worried about pregnancy, I’m on the pill, I’m safe, but because of who he sleeps with – Angel, his main girl, who strips at Dark Angel’s Nights and screws the customers for extra cash.
I swallow my emotions that want to spill out, images of them over the years hitting me. Her smirk every time she looked my way, ingrained in my brain as always, because of course, she knew my feelings for him. Heck, everyone did except for him.
Sitting up straight, I try to concentrate on the professor's instructions, especially knowing I only have a few years left of law school and repeating his class will set me back.
I want to make Gregory proud. I need to especially when he thinks I don’t see him as a father because I do and making him proud, it’s high on my list. Getting through this then completing the bar exam all while fighting fires in honor of my daddy and acting on my revenge with the Hyenas. I don’t have time to be hurt over Venom sleeping with Angel over the years, I don’t have time to decipher the fact I allowed him to take my body.
Ten years, and the thought of allowing someone inside me made me want to vomit, giving me hives, yet with Venom…
Guess that would make sense, considering I’ve been in love with him since the day we met. While he on the other hand has looked at me like a little pest on the bottom of his shoe and treated me like shit, slowly turning that love into pure hate.
I’m just glad he never removed my sweater and saw his legal name tattooed over my heart because then he’d accuse me of being a crazy stalker.
