As I explode into the condom, I pull back. “I don’t kiss the bitches I fuck.”

With that, I pull out of her. Pulling off the condom, I knot the end and toss it to the floor. The bitch can clean it up. Tucking my junk in my jeans, I turn to go back to my room. Looking up, I find I’m face to face with one enraged Doll.

20

In My Face

What the hell am I watching? Unable to move, I continue to stare like an idiot. It’s the train wreck you can’t take your eyes off of. Looking around, I see Carmine’s shirt on the ground with a condom wrapper.

Shit! Tripp and I had unprotected sex. It hasn’t crossed my mind until this moment. I’m on the pill so I’m not worried about an unplanned pregnancy. Damn it! How many bitches has he fucked? Looks like I need to get checked when I get home from this ride. Oh what wonderful souvenirs, chlamydia, crabs, and genital warts, oh my! Fuck Me!

Tripp’s so rough and cold with her. Completely different from how he was with me. Did I imagine the passion and kindness he shared with me? He’s finished and is now looking at me. Out of the corner of my eye, I watch Carmine putting her pants back on. Rage consumes me.

“You mother fuckin’ piece of shit, bastard.” I say as Tripp walks to me.

As soon as he’s within arm’s length, I slap him hard across the face. He steps forward again, rubbing his cheek. Needing to release my aggression, I ball my fist and swing. Right as my arm is coming up in the upper cut, he grabs my wrist. Pulling me into him, he growls into my ear.

“That’s your one pass. You wanna hit me like a man, be ready to take it like a man.” He says in a cold tone with his eyes looking down into mine with a faraway gaze.

Tensing under him, I yank my wrist away. “It’s good to see your true colors come out. You’re right, Tripp. You can’t give me what I want. I deserve better than you. Fuck your whore against the wall. Fuck your life away for all I care.”

“Sleeping with you was a mistake, Doll. Tame your shit before this gets outta hand.” His cold stare sends ice through my veins.

“A mistake. Bastard, I’m no one’s mistake. You don’t deserve a woman like me for even one night. I only wanted one night of fun. I got it. Lesson fucking learned to think there was more to Talon Crews than bikes and bitches. My bad for thinking there was a heart behind the man. Or for thinking for two goddamn seconds that you could respect someone you were balls deep inside two fucking nights ago. Do what the hell you want, but I never thought you’d throw it in my face. I see the real you now, I know the score. Fuck off.”