“I’m hanging in there,” I said as I sidled up to the bar. “Can I have a Jack, please?” I asked one of the B.Boys. One of these days I’ll be able to tell them apart, but tonight wasn’t that night.

“You and Cruz, huh?” Becs asked as I shot down the Jack, feeling the burn down my throat, and slamming the glass to the bar. I needed another. I motioned to the B.Boys.

“Never thought I’d see the day when you finally gave in to a brother.” He swigged his beer and shook his head.

I smiled. “Shocked the hell out of me, too.”

“You do okay, inside?” Rhys’s deep voice sent shivers down my back. There was always something about a deep baritone voice that had my body quivering. Rhys wasn’t like the other guys to me. To me, he was far more dangerous, far scarier, but I never let that show to him. I’d heard stories that I wasn’t supposed to hear growing up, of how he dealt with people who fucked with him. And shit if those didn’t freak me out, I was ultimately glad that Rhys was on my side.

“The first few weeks were rough. I had to find my place, and it didn’t come easy. But once that was over, it got a bit better. Then when Pops got the Warden to give me my own room, it got much better. Sleeping with one eye open is a lot harder than I thought. But I survived.”

“You sure did girl. We’re real proud of you. Not many women would have been as strong.” Rhys wrapped his arm around my shoulders, and part of me wanted to cringe away, but I’d never be disrespectful to him.

“Thanks…”

“You get ahold of that chick for info?” Becs asked, taking a pull of his beer.

“Heard back a while ago. She’s got her person on it. I don’t know who that person is, but hopefully we’ll have what we need in the morning.” After the shit that I got for even using her, I was surprised I was asked to get more information from her.

“Good. I hate going into shit blind,” Rhys added.

Shooting another shot of Jack, I felt eyes boring through me. Looking up, one of the B.Boys was eyeing me. “What?”

“You’re the only chick I know that can take out two men and rip one’s balls off without breaking a sweat.” His admiration was funny, so I laughed.

“You’d be best to remember not to piss me off,” the guys groaned. “Oh, come on, it’s not like I did it to you.”

“Oh, Honey, just the thought of it sends pains to my dick.” Rhys grabbed his pants, adjusting himself.

“You are a pain in the dick,” I said, smiling.

“You realize you and Ma are the only two chicks who can pull that shit, right?” There were no words that I could say to that because I knew it was totally true. Rhys didn’t take shit from anyone.

“Got her!” Cruz’s voice came through the clubhouse. Jumping out of my seat, I went to see exactly who he got. Walking in front of him was a very disheveled looking Mindy. Her hair was matted, and clothes torn. She was scratched up and black and blue.

Before I was able to ask any questions, Cruz said, “Come on, Baby. I’m beat.”

I couldn’t help myself and had to ask, “But what about her?”

Cruz leaned down to my ear, “Let them handle it.” Each word he spoke sent shivers down my spine and made my panties wet.

Conflicting thoughts set in. I wanted to know what this woman had to say, but my body wanted Cruz. My body won. “Let’s go.” Cruz wrapped his arm around my shoulder leading me to his room. Looking in on Coop, we were glad to see he was sound asleep.

I needed something from Cruz. Something he’d yet to give me. We’d always had a passionate lust-filled no holds barred time in bed, but this time I needed something else.

Walking up to him as seductively as I could, I pushed him to the bed as he fell with a bounce. “Baby, whatcha doing?” He smirked up at me as I began to take my shirt off slowly, inching it up until I whipped it off my body. His hands started to touch my body, and I shook my head.

“Leave them on your thighs,” I whispered as I turned around unbuttoning my jeans. Placing my thumbs inside my pants, I slowly pulled them down bending at the waist giving Cruz the ultimate view of my ass, only covered with a thong.

Cruz’s breath hitched as I turned around staring into his beautiful eyes. Leaving my bra and underwear on, I slowly moved closer to the bed as my knees touched the edge. With my fingertips, I lightly grazed his chest starting at the neck and making my way down to the bottom hem. Those same fingertips reached under his hem, finding his thick chest waiting for me. As I moved my hands up, I took his shirt off feeling every contour of muscle he had on the way.

“Lift up,” I whispered as he complied and stared into my eyes.

“You havin’ fun?” I nodded my head, not uttering a sound. My hands found the side of his face feeling the scruff of his beard. Pulling his lips to mine, I kissed him passionately without being too rough. I didn’t want rough this time. I sucked and nibbled his lips as his hands came up to my head. I instantly pulled away.

“Hands on your thighs,” I ordered winking at him.

“So this is how we’re gonna play tonight?”

“Yeah, Baby. Just lay back and enjoy.” Kissing down his chest, I paid special attention to his nipples. He groaned as my tongue gave them one hell of a workout. Running my hands along the top of his chest were the words, Live and Let Live. I smiled kissing each word. I inched slowly lower until I reached the buckle of his belt.

As I kissed his abs, I methodically undid the belt and his pants. Reaching underneath both his pants and boxers, I pulled them down slowly, not allowing my mouth to touch anywhere near his dick. He’d have to wait for that, but my lips grazed every other part as I moved.

As I traveled back up his body, my tongue and teeth gave him slight nips and bites along his legs, thighs and chest. I was pretty proud he was able to keep his hands where I told him, even though he was clenching them repeatedly into fists making my body warm. At least he was trying. I knew it was hard for a man like Cruz to give up control fully, and I accepted the gift he had given me.

As I reached his dick, my hand wrapped around it as fully as I could, slowly stroking him up and down. My tongue reached out sweeping it from base to tip causing his entire body to jump. As my hand wrapped firmly around the base, I slowly began turning and pumping my hand rhythmically. He was fully erect and ready for me, but he was going to wait. I needed this. My hand moved back and forth ever so slowly, feeling the velvet of his dick move with it. Watching his fisted hands, his knuckles were turning white. I decided to give him a small reprieve.

Kissing the top of his dick, I licked the small amount of pre-cum that seeped out of the head moaning at his husky taste. Slowly I began sucking as I wrapped my lips around him leaving my hand at the base slowly pumping. Cruz had a beautiful dick; absolutely perfect in size and just like my pussy, my mouth fit it perfectly. I pulled him into my mouth as far as I could; his head touching the back of my throat repeatedly, but kept breathing out of my nose controlling my gag reflex.

Cruz’s hips began moving in time with my sucks and the bobbing of my head, his hands itching to weave through my hair. “I’m gonna come if you keep this up,” he groaned at me.

“Maybe that’s the point.” I knew he could get himself right back up. He’s proven that numerous times, and I wanted the taste of him on my tongue. I wanted to feel him coat the inside of my throat.

“Fuck,” was all the warning I received as his warm jets came rushing in my mouth. Rhythmically I swallowed as he continued to pump inside of me. After the last bit of his cum exits his body, I licked his entire cock, getting every bit off of him. “Damn, Baby,” he said, breathing heavily.

My thong was completely soaked through, and I could smell my intense arousal, turning me on even more. “Now, stay right there,” I told him. “You can use your hands in a minute.”