You Wreck Me (The Prospect Series Book 1)

by Glenna Maynard

  That’s when I smell his shit. He just shit all over himself. Cort starts gagging and I crack up. “You pussy. An ear doesn’t bother you but a little shit does.” I slap him on the back and he pukes.

  Chapter 16

  Harlee

  I can’t believe he left me bound and unable to fend for myself. Fuck him. I swear when this shit is over I will keep my promise. I will kill this man if it is the last thing I do. I don’t even know how much time has passed but by the time Tiny Tits comes to free me my wrists are raw and aching.

  “Where is he?”

  “Don’t know, was just told to tend to you. Come on now.” She hands me my pants along with a new pair of underwear and helps me into them. I’m so thankful for the underwear. When I put my jeans on this morning I cringed. I hate going commando, unless I’m in a dress that can’t afford to have panty lines.

  “Let’s get you some food and liquor. Also, in your actual room, are loads of new clothes to choose from. When I saw you come in this morning with only a bag, I just saw fit to make sure you had more items to wear.”

  “Thank you,” I tell her sincerely.

  She waves a hand as I finish buttoning my pants. “It’s no worries. Honestly. Honey, all part of my job around here is making sure everyone is happy.”

  I leave the room with her and follow her to the kitchen.

  I pull up a stool and sit at one of the counters as she rummages through the fridge.

  “What do you like? I can cook just about anything?” She starts naming off food and I settle for a BLT, but replace the tomato with a fried egg, and home fries.

  “So, tell me…” She grins. “How did you end up with that fine but scary motherfucker?”

  I sigh as she turns on the deep fryer. “Long story.”

  “We got time, sugar.”

  “What about you?” I change the subject. “What’s your story? I bet you have a good one.”

  “We don’t have that much time,” she sasses.

  “Try me,” I press, eager to talk about anything or anyone but Wrecker and our past.

  “Well, growing up, I always felt awkward in my body. For as long as I can remember I felt like I was a girl, trapped inside a boy’s body. My parents were against it, sending me to shrink after shrink. None of it worked. One day, my parents were out to church and I decided to raid my mother’s closet. I lost track of time, and my father found me in mom’s dress. Began beating me, quoting scripture. I was only seventeen, but didn’t care, so that night once they were in bed, I took off. Slept in the streets, ate out of dumpsters. About four months later, Sophie Ann found me sleeping in the woods here, and got me cleaned up, made me spill it all.” She pauses, to grab me another beer. “She said I could work for her, but not until I was of legal age, so she kept me out in the bunker rooms with the farming crew. Once I turned eighteen, she and your daddy helped me start with my process to become a woman. I only need one more surgery to be complete,” she says as she pats her chest.

  “So, your dick is gone?” I ask.

  “Yup. I didn’t care that the doctor said to wait until after we started with the estrogen treatments, I wanted that gone first.”

  “Wow. How old are you now?”

  “Just turned twenty-two.” She gives me a smile.

  “And your parents?”

  She shrugs. “Haven’t seen them since the day I left, but once my body is finished, you can bet your booty, I’ll be knocking on their front door to show myself off. Of course, I’ll take a man with me, in case my father really loses it.”

  I grab her hand. “I’m sorry, but hey, at least you are in a better place, being yourself now.”

  “Got that right.” She gives me a wink and tosses her hair over her shoulder.

  I laugh.

  “Okay, so I spilled, tell me about you.”

  So, I do, she listens intently, eyes widen every so often. Hell, she even sheds a tear a few times on my behalf. In the end, she’s left looking like she wants to commit murder.

  “I know you don’t want to hear this, hell, I wouldn’t if I was in your shoes. But I saw that man looking at you. It’s all in the eyes honey, he loves you.”

  I snort. “He has a funny way of showing it.”

  “Girl, men, especially bikers, are stupid. It takes them a while to catch on, and trust me, honey, you are worth holding on to. He’ll see it himself, if he hasn’t already.”

  “Thanks for talking with me, everyone else seems to steer clear of me.”

  “Honey, that’s ‘cause they fear you. We’ve all heard the stories.”

  I smile at her, feeling proud.

  After I eat she takes me out to the main area. I see a few men following half naked women down to the bedrooms. Others are in the main seating area, many men are sitting around the stripper pole in the center of the room, watching the naked woman that is currently working it.

  Shame, she’s pretty but her moves suck. I should know, I’m the headliner at the club I work at. Best stripper in the state. I’m sure if my father found out about my career choice, he would have dragged me back home by my hair.

  After a few shots, there is still no sign of Wrecker, and it makes me wonder if he’s currently occupying a room with one of the whores. The thought pisses me off, considering we were gonna fuck just before the commotion started.

  A song I recognize blasts through the speakers and I move quickly to the pole. “Beat it, I’m next,” I shout at the bottled blonde that is about to go up. She goes to mouth off at me, but once she realizes who I am, her eyes widen and she quickly steps away from the stage. No one dances to Porn Star Dancing, except me.

  Before getting on the stage, I quickly strip down, wearing only my bra and the G-string that Tiny Tits gave me to wear.

  The room goes quiet, all eyes on me as I work the pole. I wrap my legs around it and climb to the top. With my legs gripping the pole I lean back and wink at this one guy in an expensive suit. He just stares at me intently. I suck on my finger and trail it between the valley of my breasts. Flipping back upright, I do a few of my signature moves hands-free using only my legs to support me on the pole. Men are drooling, dropping money faster than I’ve ever seen before, faster than one of these whores dropping her drawers; even half the women are looking at me in awe. I quickly discard my bra as I flip upside down on the pole, my pussy lips visible, considering the G-string is a size too small for me. I didn’t care at the time because I finally had panties to wear, and now I don’t care even more. I hear people gasping so I look up and notice a few men in front of me have their cocks out, jacking themselves as fast as they can. I smirk, blowing them all kisses. None of them stand a chance with me, it’s all part of the show. I do get off on the power though.

  Before I can get back to the ground to finish out my routine, I’m grabbed roughly and thrown over a shoulder.

  “Let me the fuck down!”

  “What the fuck were you thinking? Huh? Doing that shit in front of the entire room full of people?” His hand comes down on my ass, and I hiss at the stinging sensation.

  “I fucking loved it. Considering it’s what I’ve been doing for the past five damn years,” I sass.

  Wrecker continues to spank my ass as he storms down the hallway toward our room. I look up from having his ass in my face to see Tiny Tits laughing at me and I flip her the bird.

  I’m thrown on the bed and Wrecker glares down at me. “Are you fucking serious? You’re a stripper? Letting every fucking man in the world look at your body? A body that’s mine?” He’s seething. Good. He needs to know how it fucking feels to know everyone is getting a piece of what you thought was only yours to see.

  I roll my eyes, moving my hands down my body, putting on a show for him, squeezing my tits, then moving to my pussy. Pulling my thong to the side, displaying it fully to him, I insert a finger, while my other hand rubs my clit. “Men love it when I do this on stage too. Especially in the back rooms when I let them have a taste of my royal pussy.” I pull m
y finger out of me, and put it in my mouth, sucking. “Some men have sloppy tongues, but there’ve been a few that have serious talent, that I would make sure to repeat them. Often.” I smirk, throwing my head back on the pillow, letting out a moan all while pretending to be having the orgasm of my life. I open my eyes and the anguish on his face has me wondering if maybe I pushed him too far, but then I think nah, I haven’t pushed him far enough…yet. He hasn’t even begun to feel an inkling of the pain I have.

  “Fuck this!” Wrecker punches the wall, and storms out.

  Chapter 17

  Wrecker

  I don’t know how I’m going to survive this. She gets off on torturing me. I was gonna spank and fuck the hell out of her, but she pissed me off. So, I stormed out, barking for someone to lock her the fuck in that room.

  If I didn’t have to deal with that piece of shit that stabbed one of the girls, I would have been with her, fucking her, spanking her fine ass. Now I’m not. “I’m going out for a bit, be back in a few hours, she stays locked in that fucking room.” Goddamn her she drives me fucking crazy mad. I need to kill or fuck someone.

  “Yes, sir,” Cort says with a smirk.

  I take one of the cars in the garage and speed out, finding myself standing in front of that diner we were at yesterday in under an hour. The front door has already been replaced and the police tape is laying in the bushes.

  Soon as I walk in I see her and she stares at me in shock. Yeah, baby doll, that’s right. I came for you.

  I grin at her as she blushes and bites her lip. When she notices I’m alone this time she walks fast, coming right to me. “Let’s go,” I bark at her.

  She follows me without hesitation, getting in the car without a question. “You live alone?”

  She nods.

  “Where?”

  “Trailer park little ways down the highway.” I follow her directions, the whole time I’m driving staring at them glorious tits popping out of her uniform.

  She directs me to the trailer on the far end. It’s a real shit hole but I’ve fucked in worse.

  The second the door opens I rip her waitress dress off, giving me a view of those perfect fucking tits.

  “I’m going to fuck these tits.” I groan as I flick her nipple over her bra. She slides her straps down her arms trying to be sexy.

  Fuck that. No time for it. I’m horny and need to get back soon. Reaching around her back I unhook it, tug it off her, and toss it over my head.

  She shoves me away slightly, going down on her knees in front of me, tugging on my zipper.

  “Let me suck you first.” Fuck yeah, but it’s gotta wait. Ever since I tasted her pussy last night, so fucking sweet, I’ve wanted to devour her.

  “Baby doll, I want you to, but first, I need a taste of that sweet pussy.” I push her down on her bed and she opens her legs instantly. I waste no time, and latch on to her clit the second my knees hit the floor by her bed.

  Fuck yeah, this is what I’m needing right now. She moans as I suck and lick at her. Sliding a finger inside her cunt, I thrust as hard and fast as I can, while sucking her clit. She’s surprisingly tight and I can’t wait to get my dick inside this bitch later.

  Within minutes she’s cumming around my fingers, and I lick it all up. Fuck she tastes good. Moving away from her pussy, I grab her by the back of the head, giving her a punishing kiss. “See how sweet you taste. Fuck, baby doll, that was so good.”

  “Mmhmm, it really was,” she says between kisses. I suck on her tongue as I bring her hands to the fly of my pants.

  I move away from her once they are unbuttoned, and pull her up with me, making her get down on her knees.

  She frees my cock quickly and her big lips wrap around the head sucking me deep to the back of her throat. I pull on her hair, fucking that wide mouth until I am about to nut.

  Her teeth graze my shaft as I tell her I want to fuck her tits now.

  She gets off her knees and sits on the edge of the mattress, holding her tits up for me. Fuck yeah, she wants this almost as badly as I do, almost.

  She knows just what to do. Thrusting my cock between her tits she lowers her chin to lick my tip. I shove her hands off so I can hold onto her tits while I fuck ‘em. “God yeah, these tits are the fuckin’ best,” I groan. “Almost better than your sweet cunt.” I squeeze her tits together around my cock as hard as I can, to finish faster, ‘cause I need to be up inside her pussy soon. But I gotta finish in her mouth first. Just when I finish cumming my phone rings. Fuck, I wanted to fuck her pussy too.

  “Stay right there,” I tell her and she nods while licking my cum off her tits. Fuck. Shit, we need to get her hired at The Stable. Demon could make some damn good money if we got her in the films.

  “Wrecker!” I snarl in the phone after digging it out of my pants pocket. I go back to the waitress and stick my dick back in her face as I take the call, mouthing to her to lick me clean.

  “Where the fuck did you take off to?”

  “I had to let off some steam, Demon, I’ll be back to The Stable soon,” I assure him.

  “Get back there right the fuck now. If you wanted some strange, there are plenty of women there!” He shouts then hangs up.

  I left so Harlee wouldn’t find out about me fucking someone else. She has me so fucking keyed up. Makes me so damn angry. The way she was taunting those men. Showing off her body. A body meant only for me.

  “Sorry, baby doll, but I have to get back,” I say as she finishes cleaning my cock up.

  She pouts. “Will you come back to me?”

  I shake my head. “I got what I wanted from you. I’ve been dreaming of titty fucking you since the day I saw you. It’s out of my system now.” I shrug.

  “But you said you wanted to fuck my pussy,” she stammers out, shocked that I’m not going to do it.

  “Baby doll, I would have if I hadn’t gotten that phone call. But that time has passed.” My dick is still hard. Fuck, her mouth was magical. Even her licking me clean was torture, but if I stay for a minute longer, Demon will have my ass.

  “Maybe another time.”

  “Asshole. There won’t be another time.” She storms into the bathroom, slamming the door behind her. I laugh to myself, I bet you anything that if I came back to her she’d give it to me without hesitation.

  I get back to The Stable late, dreading it, because I know the second I unlock the door to the room I stashed Harlee in, she’s going to punch me in the dick. Surprisingly, as I quietly unlock and open it, she’s passed out.

  I quickly take a shower, washing the titty bitch’s scent off me and then climb in next to her. Pulling her tight against me as I fall asleep.

  I should feel bad about what I just did, but she pushed me. A fucking stripper. Goddamn, that shit ain’t gonna fucking work for me. I will burn every and any fucking club to the ground that even thinks about letting her through their doors.

  Chapter 18

  Harlee

  Waking up, I’m engulfed in heat and quickly roll out of bed. “How dare you sleep with me last night!” I shout, waking Wrecker up.

  “Baby, would you just shut up. I got back late last night, let me go back to sleep before you start screaming at me. Give my dick a break.”

  “You fucking asshole!” I scream, throwing the lamp on the desk at him. “You went back to that fucking diner didn’t you. Was the titty fucking as good as you imagined?”

  He cracks open an eye and grins. “Better than I imagined actually. She couldn't get enough of my dick. Worshipped it with her mouth, her pussy, her ass. I might need a repeat performance.”

  “You’ll never change, Wrecker. This is why I won’t be with you. I’m so done with this, and you. I would rather be dead, than to ever be with you again.” I cry as I get dressed as fast as possible. Fuck him and my father. I have it in my mind to walk out the gates and into the arms of the men after me. Anything has to be better than dealing with this shit.

  “Sure, baby, whatever, saves the fuckin�
� headache. We both know monogamy isn’t natural, but I would be for you, if you put out and stopped fighting me all the damn time,” he says as he rolls over. “Close the door on your way out.”

  Fuck him!

  Storming down the hall and out to the main area, I see several girls cleaning the place. “Hey, where’s Tiny Tits?”

  “She’s out getting eggs for breakfast. She’ll be back soon.” I’m told.

  I sit on one of the couches while waiting for TT to get back. Ten minutes later she’s rushing through the door with a basket full of eggs.

  “Hey honey, heard you were looking for me. Come help me start breakfast and we can chat.”

  I get off the couch and follow her into the kitchen.

  “So, what’s got you upset?” She asks me as she chops the vegetables while I grate the cheese.

  “Wrecker. Woke up this morning and he was in bed with me. I yelled at him, he yelled at me. What hurt was when he said his dick needed a break. I tossed it out there about the big titted waitress from the diner, and he didn’t deny it, said it was better than expected. I shouldn’t be mad. I really shouldn’t, but I am. How dare he crawl into my bed with me, after he fucked another bitch?” I rant, grating the cheese roughly.

  “Slow it down with the cheese honey, you’ll end up slicing your finger, trust me, that shit hurts.”

  I set the cheese aside hanging my head and I brace against the counter.

  “Harlee, have you actually talked to him?” I shake my head no. “You’re not in a relationship, right?”

  “Of course not.”

  “Then why you mad?”

  “Because he told me he wanted me back. How can he fuck around with someone else, while claiming he wants me back?” I explode, throwing the knife on the counter at the wall.

  Tiny Tits steps into my space and grabs my arms. “You can’t blame him. You keep pushing him and pushing him. Not that it’s an excuse, but until you fully commit to being with him, you can’t get mad about him fucking around. If you want him, tell him. If you truly don’t want him, let him do his thing.” As much as I hate it her words make sense and I nod.