Crucifixed (Royal Bastards MC: NYC Book 2) by B.B. Blaque (best books to read for self development .TXT) 📕

those panties to sit right below her ass. When I leaned in to whisper, I reached a hand around and covered her mouth. She started to wiggle and a muffled no blew against my palm.

Fuck. I’m havin’ you, no matter what.

“Shh . . . it’s me. Be quiet or they’ll hear.”

She wasn’t the first virgin I’d had, so I knew what to do. I shoved my cock inside that wet hole and thrust up hard enough to bust her cherry. Then I was still. She gasped and started whimperin’ under my fingers. “I heard your confession . . . this is what you’ve been sinnin' about. Say no . . . it’s okay . . . I’m gonna keep goin’ . . . you told me you want it . . . this will absolve you of all the guilt you’ll feel.”

Nothin’ will absolve me now.

I knew how much she wanted it, or maybe just thought she did. It was already too late to question. That burden wasn’t hers since she cried while I took it.

She always cries and I always take it.

Wanting her as bad as I did, there was no way I could hold out for long. I didn’t fuck her hard—just busted that cherry and mostly held myself inside of her. I wanted to feel that pussy wrappin’ my cock and be as close to her as I could. I started to slide in and out slowly to enjoy every inch and every second I was able to have her. When I lifted my hand away, that’s when the burden became ours to share.

“Giovanni . . . I love you. I want to run away and be together.”

It was the smallest whisper, but it was all I needed. I slammed in a couple times, pulled out, and came all over her ass. When I slid those panties back up, I whispered, “The penance for your impurity is to wear these panties all day tomorrow and think about your actions. Think about your sins and what you want to do about them.”

I stood and pulled my pants up and quietly told her I loved her too. It was the truth and she’s the only chick I’ve ever loved. When I went back to bed, her blood was still coatin’ my cock and that was enough to make me wanna beat off and come again. More than once.

I thought it was only a matter of time before we’d walk out the doors and be together. I kept bangin’ her, and the longer it took for her to choose me over the church, the more I needed to punish her for her sins.

She always begged for it, and after all the time apart, I still get off on givin’ it to her. Every time she shows up and drops to confess at my boots, I do my best to punish the sin outta her.

Maybe I don’t feel so bad.

When I can’t have her, I use our chicks to satisfy my need to fuck and punish her. It never gets old and it isn’t every time I fuck a chick, but when I do, it’s always the best. This time, after my trip, it would far from the best.

“Candy, baby . . . why don’t you go sit in my office. Gotta talk some club business and I’ll be up.” I poured myself a couple drinks from the bottle she brought over. “Thanks for the welcome home, kid. Don’t expect much outta my ass tonight. I’m fried.”

She kissed me quick and smiled. “Okie dokie, Crucifix! Do you mind if I watch TV up there? Pretty please . . . with Candy on top?”

I laughed. “Knock yourself out. Get comfortable and get rid of the outfit before I come back. It could be a while.”

It was too late. Gingersnap was weaslin’ her way into my head.

The guys were hangin’ at the bar and I walked toward them as Rock Candy spun and went to the stairs to my office. I wasn’t sure if I was even gonna feel up to gettin’ a blowjob. My head wanted it, but the rest of me wasn’t 100% on board.

2

Heaven and Hell

As soon as I sat down, Casket shoved a drink in front of me. He’d wanted to hook up with us out in L.A., but it wasn’t in the cards. We’d been so fuckin’ busy the whole time and tryin’ to get him up to speed woulda been more trouble than it was worth.

“Well . . . how was it out there?” He knocked his shot glass against mine. “I still can’t get over it . . . FOCUS is an actual pornstar . . . I never thought I’d see the day. How the fuck is all that shit goin’ anyway? Are you doin’ ‘em too or what?”

I’d considered doin’ the hired dick thing, but realized fast that I like bein’ on the fringes and callin’ the shots. I’m used to bein’ in control and didn’t want some fuckface tellin’ me what to do with my own cock. I’d been puttin’ it to work with a bunch of pornstars in our talent pool off camera, and that was enough to keep me occupied and satisfied.

Until I walked in to see Rock Candy in a nun outfit. Fuck. Fi, get outta my head.

“Nah, not me, brother. Not my thing. FOCUS is rockin’ shit, though. I gotta say I’m kinda proud of that hillbilly. He does a damn good job at keepin’ up with Nixx and that’s not an easy job. I know that shit firsthand.” I lit a smoke and looked around the place. I was happy to be home. I wish I wouldn’t have walked into Rattler’s big mouth and then a nun—it wouldn’t have been home without that crap, though. “The company is really