by Sam Crescent
He had a good friendship with his sister, and he adored her.
“What’s got you looking like a bitch has refused to suck your dick?” Knuckles asked, taking a seat beside him.
“My sister, Beth. She’s supposed to be stopping by for the summer.”
Knuckles whistled. “Sweet.”
“Don’t.”
“I take it your sister isn’t the reason you’re looking all troubled.”
Gritting his teeth, Daisy took a sip of his drink.
“No, she’s not.”
Knuckles knocked on the counter, and clicked his tongue. “Okay, I’m guessing that sweet piece of ass is the reason you’ve been miserable, and acting like a pussy.”
“I’ve not been acting like a pussy.”
“Dude, you’ve been acting like a pussy, and everyone knows it.”
Slamming his hand down on the counter, Daisy was about to leave, but Knuckles pushed him back down. “Sit the fuck down.”
“I don’t have to take fucking orders from you.”
“I’m not here to give you orders. I’m here to offer a piece of advice, or at the least, the option of talking to you.”
“You’ve got nothing to say to me that will make me feel better.”
“I’m not here to make you feel better. I’m here to put some reality to your trouble.” Knuckles grabbed the whiskey bottle from behind the counter.
“There is no reality.”
“Yeah, there is. You’ve got yourself all worked up on a woman who might not even like you.”
“Maria doesn’t like me.”
“Are you going to force yourself on a woman?”
“No. I’d never do that.” Daisy was repulsed at the thought of forcing himself on a woman. He didn’t believe in rape to take what he wanted. There was more than enough willing pussy to take in the club.
“Then you could be worried about Maria, and she might have a boyfriend of her own, or not even have a crush on you, or anything. Get your head out of your ass, be a big brother, and for fuck’s sake, stop moping. You’re giving our club a bad name.”
Rolling his eyes, Daisy snatched the bottle out of his hand. Knuckles had put a little perspective on his problem. He was supposed to take care of Maria and Beth. There was no need to start worrying about what was expected of him.
He liked variety in his pussy.
“I have to say, Beth sure is a sweet pussy. She seeing anyone?”
“You’re not getting anywhere near my sister, asshole.”
He’d fucked many women with Knuckles. The very thought of his sweet sister with a man like Knuckles made him shudder.
Heading upstairs to his room, he saw Bee coming out of Pie’s room. Wrapping his arms around her waist, he picked her up over his shoulder, and carried her toward his room. Bee released a squeal, and he slapped her ass.
“You coming, Knuckles? I found a cunt that is in need of a couple of dicks.” Bee groaned, and the scent of her pussy was easy to detect.
He loved sweet-butts. They were just so fucking easy, and they didn’t require any work. All of the sluts hanging around the club didn’t make any of the brothers work for it, and he loved them all for that. It made it so easy to share them, and move on. Bee had already taken her share of club dick.
Maria.
Daisy knew she’d be a virgin.
He didn’t have time to train a virgin.
Dropping Bee to the bed, he slid his fingers into her cunt. She was loose as fuck, but his dick was big enough to fill her pussy. Her ass hadn’t been used all that much. He’d take that, and it would tighten her cunt enough for Knuckles.
****
Crazy opened his eyes and stared at Leanna’s sleeping face. She looked so peaceful, and he’d promised her he wouldn’t wake her up. Strawberry had woken up three times through the night, vomiting.
She wanted Leanna, but he’d made her promise not to wake her up.
Last night had been the best, and worst, of his life. He lifted some hair off her face, and watched as she snuggled a little closer to him.
“What am I going to do about you?”
What had started out as a way of finding a babysitter for his kid, had turned into something else.
Leanna had the power to get under his skin and into his heart. He didn’t like it, and didn’t even want to think about it.
Sliding out of the bed, he made his way to the bathroom. After taking a piss and washing his hands, he splashed some water over his face. Staring at his reflection, Crazy saw a man he’d not seen for a long time. He looked somewhat sane. Running a hand down his face, he cleared the remaining sleep.
“Do you like her? Do you love her?”
He liked Leanna. Did he love her? Crazy enjoyed being around her, but last night had shown him that he didn’t really know anything about her.
Leaving the bathroom, he made his way toward Strawberry’s room.
His little girl was sitting on the floor, playing with her dolls.
“How are you feeling?”
“Better.”
Sitting down on the floor, he picked up a doll, and started talking in a girly voice. Strawberry laughed, moving to sit on his lap.
“Daddy, do you love Leanna?”
“Yes.”
“Will you get married, and turn her into a princess?”
Crazy smiled. “You think I’ve got the power to turn her into a princess?”
“Yes. When you marry a girl, she’s a princess.”
Kissing her head, he watched her playing for several seconds.
“I like Leanna. I really like her. Will you be a good girl, and invite her out to dinner with us today?”
“Do I get ice cream?”
“Are you bargaining with me?”
“I’ve got school. I need to learn.”
“Half a night with Holly and Mary, and you’re bartering with me. Yes, you will get ice cream.”
“A toy?”
“You’re pushing it.”
She pursed her lips, and Crazy smiled. “No toy, you’ve got enough. Work your charms on Leanna. Let her know what an amazing dad I am.”
“He’d get me a toy.”
Pinching her nose, he tapped her bottom. “Get changed, and I’m going to go and make breakfast.”
Getting to his feet, he made his way into the kitchen. Eggs and bacon were in the fridge, and he found some hash browns in the freezer.
He started cooking as his cell phone rang. Without looking who it was, he answered.
“Crazy.”
“I need money.”
Tensing, he stared down at his phone, and saw he didn’t recognize the number.
“Fuck off, Suz. You’ve got to be fucking kidding me.”
He was so angry that he almost smashed his phone. It was only the fact he’d smashed several phones in the last year that stopped him.
“I’ve got fucking nothing. You want me to keep my mouth shut, you’ll fucking pay.”
“Don’t even think you can threaten me, whore.”
“Strawberry’s due at school this year. There’s nothing stopping me from going to the school, and taking my poor baby out of school.”
“You’ve got a fucking death wish.”
“I want money, and I don’t care how I get it. Just get it to me.”
The line disconnected. The rage built inside him, and he quickly dialed Duke. He was going to end Suz the moment he saw her. There was no way he was going to be blackmailed by a fucking slut every time she wanted some money.
“What?” Duke groaned.
“Are you cheating?”
“What? Fuck, no. Do you know what it’s like to go camping on a blow up bed? Fuck me, I’m old. My back is fucking killing me.”
Against all odds, Crazy laughed.
“Why did you call?” Duke asked, groaning some more.
“I just got a call off Suz.”
“What does that slut want? Didn’t she understand the warnings we gave her?”
Crazy sighed. Apparently not. “I’m not giving her any money. She needs to be dealt with. She threatened to take Strawberry away from me, and no one threatens to take my kid from me and gets away with it.”
“Are you ready to take her life?”
“You took your ex’s life.”
“My ex almost killed Holly, and she was a bitch, and determined to fuck the club over. I didn’t hesitate. You hesitated.”
“I’m ready to kill her. I was ready to do so last time.”
Duke sighed. “It’s still not easy taking a life. I’ll call Pike, and we’ll handle this as a club matter.”
“Let me know when you want church.”
“Do you know where Suz is?”
“No. She’ll come out of hiding for the money.”
“Then we’ll deal with her. Fucking way to start the weekend.”
“See you soon, brother.” Disconnecting the call, he leaned against the stove. He was so fucking angry. “Calm down.” He got his name for going a little crazy when his anger got the better of him. He was so pissed off, and he didn’t want to let Leanna see it. He’d never even directed it at Strawberry.
After several minutes of breathing in deeply, he finally gained control, and started to fry up some bacon.
Strawberry went to the sitting room, and he watched her turn the television on.
He really needed to get a home big enough. Strawberry deserved the chance to run out, play, and explore, not be stuck in front of the television. He didn’t trust sending her outside on the patch of grass near the building. There were some sick fucks out there.
The bacon was sizzling, and the bread toasted, with the scrambled eggs keeping warm, when Leanna padded toward the kitchen. He saw she was wearing her jeans, and his shirt. She’d tucked her hair behind her ears, and she smiled at him.
Leanna looked so … pure. If she’d not come so hard on his fingers yesterday, he wouldn’t believe it was the same woman staring back at him. She glanced toward Strawberry and took a seat.
“Did she wake up?”
“A few times. I promised I’d leave you to sleep, and I kept that promise.”
“You didn’t have to.”
“She’s my responsibility. I’ve got no problem with it. Besides, I liked watching you sleep.”
She rolled her eyes.
“What do you have cooking there?”
“Breakfast.”
He plated everything up, and called Strawberry to join them. It was a surreal experience, eating breakfast as a family. Crazy rarely sat down for breakfast.
Giving Strawberry the tap on the leg, he watched his little girl spring into action.
“You’ve got to come to dinner with us, Leanna. Daddy’s going to buy ice cream, and me a toy.”
The little minx.
“What?” Leanna asked, looking at him then at Strawberry.
“I promised Strawberry that I’d take her out for dinner, and ice cream. If she’s good enough, she’ll get a toy.”
“It’ll be fun,” Strawberry said.
“It’s her last summer before school.”
He saw Leanna was caving.
“Sure. Why not?”
“Good.”
Strawberry left to brush her teeth, and Crazy got to work on dinner.
“You put her up to that,” Leanna said.
“What?” he asked, concentrating on the dishes in front of him. How the hell did she know that?
“I’m happy to go out to dinner with you, and with Strawberry. You didn’t need to use her to manipulate me. Besides, she got a toy out of it.”
“Can you believe I told her no to the toy, and yes to the ice cream?”
“I feel sorry for her teachers. If they’re not careful, she’s going to be running rings around them to get what she wants.”
“I can’t complain. She’s my little girl.”
Leanna chuckled, and he reached out, running his thumb across her bottom lip.
“Tonight, I can’t extend the invitation to spend the night.”
“I don’t expect you to be free.” She bit her lip, and all he wanted to do was bite it. “You’ve got responsibilities, and I respect them. I adore Strawberry.”
“How about Sunday night?”
“All of us together?”
“No, I can get one of the guys to babysit. I want to finish what we started last night.”
“Damn twenty-four hour bugs.”
He couldn’t agree more.
Cupping her cheek, he tugged her close, and slammed his lips down on hers.
“Strawberry?” She spoke up in between kisses.
“It’ll take her thirty minutes to do her teeth. I’ve got to kiss you.”
Sliding his tongue into her mouth, he sank his fingers into her hair, and with his other hand, he glided his fingers beneath his shirt to touch her tits.
She was soft, and he moaned at the touch of her.
“I’ve got to go and get ready,” she said.
“Okay. I’ll collect you at three.”
He kept hold of her hand, seeing her out of his apartment. Crazy didn’t like watching her walk away. He needed to get her to stay with him, and he was willing to do whatever it took to speed it along.
She’s not on the pill.
Crazy closed the door, and didn’t like the way his thoughts were going. If he didn’t get anywhere else with her, he could at least knock her up, and claim her like that. The very thought left a bitter taste in his mouth, but it was an option.
****
The dinner date turned out better than Leanna thought it would. She enjoyed having fun, and even though they drew the attention of several customers, she still had fun. Crazy was attentive, and Strawberry was such a wonderful girl. For a few seconds she could pretend that the family was in fact hers. She’d always wanted a family, and had dreamed of one since she was little.
Leanna wanted a big family with several children. Failed relationships had made her squash that need for children, a man to love.
She’d left Crazy and Strawberry after dinner, going back to her own apartment to clean, and to just try to get her defenses back up. Nothing seemed to work though. Every time she thought about Crazy, she thought about the way his lips felt on her skin, on her pussy, and it made her want more from him.
When she finished cleaning her sitting room, and washing the covers on her couch, she got to work in her kitchen, then her bedroom. Once the entire apartment was clean, she sat down on the chair across from the couch, and stared at the spot that had weakened her against Crazy’s touch.
Instead of building a guard around herself, she was weakening. Deciding against watching television, she went to bed early, only to wake up on Sunday more tired than the night before.
Binding her hair up on top of her head, she dressed in a pair of brown shorts and a crop top. It was getting hotter, and she turned the AC on to try to cool down.
She checked her mails, to find several updates waiting for her. There had been a successful takeover bid of a digital company, and a lot of other words that she didn’t understand. This was why she’d never have made it in the corporate world. She had always wanted to be a small town wife and mother.
At around noon just as she was about to look at doing lunch, her doorbell rang.
Opening the door without looking who it was, she saw Crazy on the other side. There was a time when she would only ever see him every couple of days. Suz would bring Strawberry to the apartment, or not even bother to pick her up.
“So, I’ve been called, and asked to invite you.”
She frowned looking from Strawberry up to Crazy. “To invite me to what?”
“To the barbeque. Holly called me. All the guys have gotten some meat, and are waiting for us. Would you like to join the Trojans for dinner?”
“Please, Leanna, please.”
“I’ve got nothing better to do. Let me get changed.”
“You’re fine the way you are.”
Glancing down at he
r shorts and top, she shook her head. “I’m not going to look a mess?”
“No. You’ll fit right in, I can guarantee it.”
Biting her lip, she touched her head, and couldn’t believe how nervous she suddenly felt. The club women were all beautiful, sexy women. Leanna wasn’t a sexy woman. She lacked in sexuality and all things feminine.
“Are you sure?”
Stepping close to her, he took her hand, running his thumb across her pulse. “You’re perfect.”
The way he stared at her left Leanna in no doubt that he spoke the truth. He wasn’t trying to embarrass her.
Grabbing her keys, she followed him out.
“Daisy is picking us up.”
She’d never get over a guy being named after a flower. It just didn’t seem right to her, but then, she hadn’t met the guy.
Walking outside she followed beside Crazy, and saw a minivan park up outside of them.
“Come on, suckers, time for us to eat.”
She guessed that was Daisy. Helping Strawberry into the car seat, she moved around the side of the car, and as she reached for the door, Crazy stopped her, taking hold of her arm, and tugging her out of the way. He further surprised her when he opened the door, helping her inside the car. Crazy also strapped her in.
“I can do that,” she said.
“I wanted to.” He brushed his lips across her cheek, and for a split second the rest of the world fell away.
“Come on, lovebirds,” Daisy said.
Crazy smiled, pulling away, and Leanna just wanted to hit Daisy. All morning she’d been thinking about Crazy’s lips, and wanted them back on hers, ravishing her. Last night, her dreams had been filled with images of Crazy, and what he could do to her body.
Sitting back, she looked out of her window while listening to Daisy and Crazy talk about everything and nothing. Strawberry was playing with her doll, and Leanna went from watching the little girl, to looking out of the window, then back again.
“When’s Beth and Maria coming in?”
“Later tonight or tomorrow morning.”
“Are you sure you’re happy to have Strawberry?”
“Are you kidding me? It’ll give me a reason to stay out of my sister’s way. She won’t like being surrounded by her big brother.”
“She staying at the club?”
“Yeah. Duke’s got it all covered. The guys know her, and they know to keep their fucking hands to themselves. I caught the way Knuckles was looking at her picture, and I didn’t fucking like it.”