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CHAPTER 12

KORDELL

“There you are, mama.”

Her head snapped around faster than lightning as I walked over to her. I kept the man who had just gotten out of her car moments ago in the corner of my eye as he made his way over to the stairwell.

“K-Kordell?! What are you doing here?” She rushed around the car and stopped in front of me, biting her lower lip.

“What, can’t a man surprise his girlfriend sometimes?” I asked as I pulled her into a hug. I slid my hands down and tucked them into the back pockets of her shorts, giving her ass a squeeze. I whispered in her ear, “So, who the hell was the guy who just got out of your car, little mama?”

She leaned away from my body, her hands on my chest as her face turned bright red. “I-I… h-he was… we were just, umm… it was nothing important!”

What a fucking little liar. But let’s keep up the show of the happy couple right now.

I reached up and grabbed her chin and pulled her into a kiss. Taking a few steps forward, backing her into the side of her car, I made out with her. My kiss was aggressive, possessive even. She smelled like another man, and I was going to flip my shit if I didn’t calm down. I pulled back to look at her eyes. They were darting around everywhere, but she kept trying to avoid looking at me. So, I grasped her chin again and forced her to meet my gaze.

“I’m only going to ask nicely one last time. Who the fuck was the dude who got out of your car?”

She gulped and whispered his name. “AJ.”

Her fucking ex. You’ve got to be fucking kidding me.

I wanted to walk down that stairwell and show him what happened to a fucker who got near my woman. But his body didn’t need to end up on the local news the first time I saw him.

Play it cool. Smile. Everyone is watching you right now.

“Oh, yeah? What did he want with my girl that she had to leave the car meet she couldn’t shut up about lately? Not cheating on me, are you, mama?”

I’d killed men, and the way her face turned to worry and fear in front of me when I asked her that, it had me itching to do it again.

“O-of course not! No, Kordell, I promise! It was nothing. We were just talking! I would never ever do that to you!”

She was clearly panicking and flustered, and I was trying to keep myself calm with everyone watching us.

“Then, why were you blushing when you watched him walk away?” I snapped only loud enough for her to hear.

“B-because! Okay, it’s hard! I didn’t know he would be here today, and he was saying all these things about how he was sorry for breaking up like he had. Look at me. I promise, Kordell, babe, I am not doing anything with AJ behind your back, okay? I love you, Kordell. You are my boyfriend, not him! I’m sorry I trusted him enough to get in my car, and he just took off in it, but nothing happened, and I’m fine. We’re fine, I promise.”

She reached up and wrapped her hands around the back of my neck, stood on her tiptoes, and kissed me. I barely kissed her back. It was hard for me to hide my anger once it started.

“Whatever, mama. Tell you what. Show me around, and let’s grab a bite. I came all this way to see something you enjoy just so I could show you how much I care about you. It’s the least you can do since you were fooling around with your ex behind my back.”

She grimaced, but nodded. Good. She knew she had been caught fucking up. And even if she was telling the truth and nothing had happened between them? She still knew my rules about her being with a man who wasn’t either me or her family. It wasn’t allowed. And bad girls, well, they got punished. So, when I got back from my trip, that was the first thing I was going to do. Make sure she really made it up to me.

I wrapped my arm around her shoulders and tugged her against my side. She slipped her arm around my waist, and we started walking through the meet. I gave her friends a smirk as we passed. The one whose nose I’d broken in the past flipped me off, and I savored the memory of that day. Nothing like putting some lesser men in their places to pump the ego up.

I kissed the side of her head as we passed by her dad. I knew he wasn’t that big of a fan of mine either, but he would stay out of my business as long as his little girl was happy. So, I kept up appearances around her parents. Even in moments like now when I was fuming. This was the first time I had made an effort to see this specific part of her world, and to feel like I’d had shit pulled over my eyes and I was being made a fool of behind my back? Yeah, not a fan of that.

She showed me car after boring car until we got down to the first floor, where there were food and drink trucks everywhere. I walked us over to a truck with pizza and ordered a few slices. She insisted she had just eaten earlier and went and grabbed a coffee instead.

Did you eat with him too? What else have you done with him that you’re not telling me?

I devoured my food. We didn’t speak a word, but I could tell she was upset. But was she more upset that she had talked to her ex and told him to fuck off, like she’d told me? Or the fact that I had caught her with him in general? Jesus, this woman was going to be the death of me one day. Just trying to keep her in line would be more of a challenge than I’d thought.

“All right, so here’s the deal. You don’t fucking meet with him, alone, ever again. I can’t trust you if you give me reasons not to, mama. And then if you run into him in public like this? Tell him to fuck off. Shit, call me. I’ll come and make sure he understands he doesn’t need to talk to you. He doesn’t even need to fucking look at you. You and him? Are done. Over. If I have to drill that into his thick skull, I will—gladly. And another thing: you know you fucked up, right? By just going along with his stupid plan to get away with you. I saw the way he looked at you through that window. He thinks he still has a chance with you. He needs to know he doesn’t. I’m going to be heading up to Morro Bay tonight, and when I get back? Rosalie, you are gonna make today up to me. You are going to fuck me like I’m the fucking fuel to your engine and you can’t move without me, got it, little mama?”

She tucked her hair behind her left ear and took a deep breath. “Yes, sir. And I really am sorry, Kordell. It won’t happen again, I promise. Umm… so how long are you going to be gone this time?”

Her hands were shaking as she sipped on her coffee with her soft lips, and I shrugged.

“Damien said to plan for at least a week. I’ve been down here a while. We got orders to fill, and I need to pick the new sergeant and enforcer. And, Rosalie, I’ll be checking up on you daily.”

She peered up at me at that statement, and a small smile turned up the corners of her mouth. “Yay,” she whispered sweetly.

Fuck, I was either mad at Rosalie or mad for Rosalie. Right now, I didn’t know which one I was more. I reached over and ran my hand under her chin to around her throat and pulled her off her seat gently and onto my lap. She sat down and put her coffee on the table before placing her hands in her lap.

“That makes you happy to hear, my little mamacita ? Because I’m gonna call you daily and I expect to see this cute ass of yours ready whenever I do. Got it?” I gave her throat a little squeeze, and she squirmed on my leg as she nodded. “That’s my good puta . Now, let’s get back up to your car before someone else thinks they can just hop in and take my girl out for a spin.”

We stood up and walked back up the rows of cars. I hung out with her for another hour before I pulled her back in and kissed her.

“Gotta head out now, mama. But I’ll call you when I get there. Get your ass straight home after this. No detours, got it?”

“Yeah. Drive safe, okay? I can’t wait to talk later!”

I gave her one last kiss and walked down to the end of the row, where I had parked my bike. I pulled on all my gear and gave her a last nod before I cruised down the levels and out of the parking garage.

Within minutes, I hit the freeway on-ramp and was flying down it, weaving in and out of traffic at over one hundred miles per hour. I passed by a cop who didn’t even bother trying to come for me, which was probably a good idea for his health. The entire ride up, my mind was consumed by thoughts of Rosalie—and her ex.

Fuck, I wished I had gotten a better look at his fucking face. I contemplated having some prospects look for him and bring him to me as part of their initiation. But bringing trouble like that to the clubhouse? Damien wouldn’t be too happy. Especially since it wasn’t club business. When I ran my own club, I could use my men for my personal gain, but that was a year off. I needed to get these two positions filled so I could get them trained up and then find a replacement for myself as VP as well.

I pulled into the clubhouse in the early evening, tossing my keys to Wilder, who was standing around outside, bullshitting with some of the newer members.

“Refuel and check everything over.”

“Sure thing, VP! Hey, I put all the info you asked for in your office. Let me know if I can do anything else to help,” Wilder said as he swung my bike keys around one of his fingers.

I marched into the clubhouse and down the hallway to my office. I sat down and leaned back, grabbing a cold beer from the mini fridge I kept in here. Then, I cracked it open and took a long drink. The cool liquid felt good against my dry throat. And the buzz I would get from knocking back a few of these would be welcome after the day I’d had.

Speaking of which…

I pulled out my phone and called Rosalie’s number. She answered on the second ring.

“Hey! I thought it would take you about an hour longer to get there! You got to the clubhouse okay, right?”

“Yeah, mama, I made it fine. No traffic, so it was a quick trip. It’s noisy in the background. Are you still at the meet?”

“Mmhmm. We’re just wrapping it up! Sorry, I thought I had a little more time, so I was helping Dad out. But I’ll be home soon! If you wanna call back then?”

As tempting as that was, I knew I had shit to do.

“No, it’s fine, mama. I’ll just let you go and talk to you tomorrow. Be good.”

“I-I will! Promise!”

“You’d better.”

I hung up the phone and placed it down. Time to go through all this crap.

Half a dozen beers later, I had my enforcer choices narrowed down to two and the sergeant choices down to seven. Fuck, there were a lot of options. But I had some ways to get them actually filled by a single person.

I’ll make the sergeant candidates put together fake orders. And the enforcers? Let’s see how well they can get information from people.

I pushed away from my desk and grabbed my last beer. Gotta remember to tell someone to grab me some more. I stumbled out into the hallway and right into Damien.

“Watch it, Vice President,” she said as she helped me stand back up straight.

I chuckled and smirked at her, taking another drink before speaking. “My bad, Prez. Just stretching my legs. What about you?”

She glared at me and tilted her head. “Are you really drinking right now? Fuck, Kordell. I sure hope you got some work done first.”

I waved my hand, dismissing her words. “Yeah, I’ve got a few favorites for each position. Tomorrow, I’ll put some to the test. Stop worrying about it. It’s not a sexy look on you, mi picara .”

She sighed and glanced down the hallway before turning her attention back to me and shoving me back against the wall. “Keep talking to me like that, and you’re going to end up cheating on your girlfriend again, Kordell.”

Fuck, she’s right, but I’m tired of being so straitlaced. Besides, it’s not like Rosalie didn’t give her ex a little one-on- one time. I didn’t fully believe nothing happened either. So, fuck it, why not have some fun with my ex too? An eye for an eye, right?

“Does it look like I give a shit? What Rosalie doesn’t know won’t hurt her. And right now…” I ran my hand up the side of Damien’s leg to her inner thigh and cupped her pussy, giving it a squeeze and causing her to hiss. “I want to sink my thick cock right into your wet pussy, baby.”

“Fuck, Kordell.” She grabbed my shirt and pulled me behind her as she marched down to her room here.

I followed behind, finishing my beer and tossing it aside. I slapped her ass hard when she opened the door to her room. She growled out and rubbed her ass as she yanked me inside. We were like two animals in heat. She slammed me against the door and made out with me, ripping my jacket off. I grabbed the sides of her face and spun us. I raked my hands from her face and down her body, gripping her tits, and, fuck, Damien’s tits put Rosalie’s to shame. A man could die in them, literally suffocating under their softness.

We pulled apart, only to rip our clothes off. Then, Damien dropped to her knees and jerked my cock hard and fast, making me grip the doorframe. And when her mouth surrounded my tip, I almost lost my load right then and there.

“Keep it together. I’m not planning on letting you come until I do. So, hold it back, baby.” Damien gripped my cock tight, and the pain jerked my eyes down to her.

Watching her suck cock was almost as hot as Rosalie could suck. She was sloppy, loud, demanding. The complete opposite of my girl. I groaned as I struggled to keep from coming. Damien, the little smart-ass, smirked up at me and pulled her lips off my cock and sucked each of my balls into her mouth, rolling her tongue around them. I tipped my head up toward the ceiling and groaned loudly.

“Fuck, Damien. Quit teasing me and let me have that dirty little cunt of yours already.” I gripped her hair and growled when she went all the way back down on my cock and gagged on it the moment I told her to stop. “Enough! Up—now.”

She stood with a mischievous glint in her eye and leaned against the door. Bringing her hands to her boobs, she pinched and twisted her nipples, moaning at the sensation.

“Take me to the desk. That’s an order.”

“Yes, ma’am.”

I picked her up and threw everything off her desk and set her roughly down on it. Then, I shoved her legs apart and took my hard cock in my hand. I lined up and shoved myself into her warm pussy as her hand went to her clit and she rubbed it with speed.

“Ohhh fuck. You’re so big. Fuck me. Fuck me hard and fast. And, Kordell?”

She looked up at me, and I glanced at her.

“Choke me until I beg for you to stop.”

It’s fucking on.

“You know, asking me for that means I’m not gonna stop until I come. I don’t care if you pass out, so it’s your fault if you do.” I reached up and gripped her throat, squeezing and thrusting into her at the same time.

“Shut up and fuck me!” Damien snapped.

I gripped her throat tighter, and she cried out against my grip as I grabbed the edge of the desk and absolutely pounded into her. The sexy sounds her pussy made as it took every inch of my cock drove me to go faster and harder. She whimpered as her hand moved with the same ferocity as my thrusts, her eyes getting heavier as her airflow was completely cut off. She moaned as I kissed her lips while I felt my balls tighten, and then she groaned as I felt her pussy come around me, giving me all the encouragement I needed to do the same in return. I filled every bit of her warm pussy with my cum before I let her throat go, and she gasped at the edge of consciousness. I pulled her body against mine, still buried inside her, and carried her over to the bed as she took deep breath after breath.

As the night went on, I fucked Damien over and over, until we collapsed on her bed next to each other. She kissed along my biceps as I stared up at the ceiling and chuckled.

“Such a good little whore, mi picara . Now, let’s get some sleep. I’ve got work tomorrow, and I don’t wanna be yelled at by my president.”

I winked at her as she rolled her eyes at me, and we drifted off to sleep.