Man Of Steel Part 7

"s.h.i.t, I have to brush my teeth."

"Why?"

"I can't have a meet with p.u.s.s.y on my breath, those f.u.c.ks will never let me live it down." She howled with laughter and closed the door going back to her shower.

After I'd cleaned myself up, I headed back down where a couple more of my crew had arrived. I picked up on the atmosphere right away but since no one was saying anything, I decided to play their game.

I know my men, so I knew there was something brewing, but I could tell from the way they were trying so hard to appear relaxed that they needed time to tell me whatever it was that was on their minds. Each man had a beer so I reached into the cooler for one myself.

"d.a.m.n bro, the least you could do is change." Stryder grinned at me before taking a sip of his beer.

"The f.u.c.k you talking about?" He gestured with his bottle and I looked down at my front, which was wet in all the places she'd rubbed herself. It didn't take a genius to figure out where the water had come from.

"Shut the f.u.c.k up. Now, somebody wanna tell me what the f.u.c.k is going on?

"It's about Deanna." Stryder took the lead after a minute of silence.

"My ex, what about her?" I stood at attention, not that I really gave much of a f.u.c.k about her, but anything to do with her involved my kid. Ever since the BBQ a few weeks ago we've been steering clear of each other. She hadn't pulled any of her usual stunts, which come to think of it, was a bit off.

"She's dealing with that f.u.c.k again it looks like. Holly's detail picked up on it last week, but he's been changing up s.h.i.t so we weren't sure it was really him until now. He changed his hair color and everything."

"Show me." I knew they wouldn't come to me with this s.h.i.t without some sort of proof to back it up. Deke pa.s.sed me an envelope, which I tore into. There was a sheaf of doc.u.ments in there and I started with the first.

Three paragraphs in I was headed for the door. I didn't even take the time to tell Lily I was leaving out but called her from the truck as I pulled out of my driveway. In the rearview I saw my crew following behind as was to be expected.

"Hayden?" She answered on the first ring a sound of surprise in her voice. She was probably wondering why the f.u.c.k I was calling her from downstairs. "Yeah baby sorry, something came up; I have to make a run right quick. Can you do me a solid and make sure princess's room is ready?"

"Yeah, sure; everything okay?"

"I'll fill you in when I get back babe. No driving and talking remember?"

"Okay, see you soon."

I reached my destination in twenty minutes and slammed out of the truck. I was beyond p.i.s.sed but kept myself in check. I rarely let my kid see the ugly side of me. At three years old her world is nothing but ponies and b.u.t.terflies. It's one of the reasons I work my a.s.s off doing what I do, so she never wants for anything, neither material nor emotional. It would be really f.u.c.ked for me to take care only of the external s.h.i.t and f.u.c.k her up internally.

I knocked on the door and rang the bell to my old home even though I still held a key. It had been my decision to leave my kid in her family home but the s.h.i.t was still in my name because I'd beaten Deanna's a.s.s in the divorce. She didn't get s.h.i.t from me, and since there was no proof that I was a neglectful parent she couldn't fight for child support.

I make sure my kid was well taken care of in all ways, that's why I'm here now.

"Hayden, what're you doing here?" She opened the door with that slick smile of hers that had caught me off guard when I was too young, dumb and f.u.c.king h.o.r.n.y to know any better. Now it just made my blood run cold.

I handed her the envelope without a word and moved past her in the doorway. "What is this?" I didn't bother to answer her; my mind was on one f.u.c.king thing and one thing only.

"Daddy, daddy." My lil bit came bounding into the room pigtails flying, her cheeky grin brightening up her face.

"Come on Princess, you and daddy are gonna go for a ride."

"Wait a minute, you can't just barge in here and take her in the middle of the night." She tried standing in my way as I opened the door and beckoned one of the guys over.

I handed Holly off to Deke who started tickling her to sidetrack her from the drama about to unfold.

"I warned you that if I found out that you've had that f.u.c.k anywhere near my kid I'd bury you." She tried pulling on my shirt as I turned to leave.

"You can't do this, you have someone in your life why can't I?"

"Bulls.h.i.t, you've had plenty since I ditched your a.s.s and before come to think of it." Her face paled and she took a step back.

"Oh yeah, I know all about your bed hopping and I didn't give a f.u.c.k because I don't give a f.u.c.k about you. As long as you kept that s.h.i.t away from my kid I could care less. Now you've crossed the f.u.c.king line. Not only does he have a record, he's a violent f.u.c.k who likes to beat up on women and children. I told you this s.h.i.t months ago and you swore you got rid of him. That's the only reason I didn't take her then.

If you're that f.u.c.king desperate go for it, but she won't be a part of it; your choice." I left her standing there because there was nothing more to be said. My kid's not gonna be a f.u.c.king statistic. I've gone above and beyond to ensure her safety the best I could. I've taken measures not even her mother knew about, and that's how my guys were able to catch this s.h.i.t before it was too late.

When I'd first made the decision to walk away from her, I'd come up with an idea. It was the only way I could have a peace of mind while not being there everyday with my practically newborn baby girl. I'd sent Deanna to her mother's for a couple of weeks, never letting on what I was up to.

While they were gone, I'd done some repairs and other s.h.i.t to hide up my true purpose. It had taken everything in me not to wire the whole house but I couldn't justify infringing on Deanna's privacy like that. I planted eyes in my daughter's room though, and could give a f.u.c.k what anyone thought of that.

In my mind, since I couldn't be there, that was the next best thing. I also rigged her window so that an alarm would go off at my place if anyone tried opening it from the outside. Anything and everything I could think of for my little girl's well being I put into effect back then, and have upgraded a lot since then.

By the time they came back and I served Deanna with divorce papers, I'd already taken care of my daughter's safety. I'd seen too much s.h.i.t when I was on the force and later as a Steel and I'm not taking any chances. You can't really prepare for everything; life's always throwing f.u.c.k you b.a.l.l.s at you. Some things come out of left field and blindside your a.s.s on a good day, but my plan is to cover as much s.h.i.t as I can for my little princess. That was daddy's promise the first time I ever held her tiny little form in my arms and I mean to keep that s.h.i.t.

Saying that my life became a s.h.i.t storm after that is putting s.h.i.t mildly. Instead of backing down and getting her head straight Deanna, for the first few weeks at least, decided to play hardball, or what she thought was hard. She held to the idea that as an adult she could do whatever she wanted with her life, which was never at issue in the first d.a.m.n place. Sometimes I think this trick is on something because she doesn't understand so good.

I kept conversation with her a.s.s to a minimum. I was more about seeing for myself if she'd ever get her head out of her a.s.s long enough to get her s.h.i.t together. She was all torn the f.u.c.k up that Lily was now spending more and more time with Holly which as a fair man I can see how that s.h.i.t would sting. In all honesty I don't want and won't ever f.u.c.king allow some other d.i.c.k to have any part in raising my kid. How the f.u.c.k I'm supposed to deal with that s.h.i.t if that day ever comes, is left to be seen.

I don't try to force my kid to call Lily mom, but I do like the fact that they get along. With that said my little girl misses her mom and whenever she asked for her in those first few weeks it killed me not to give her what she wanted. But there was no way in h.e.l.l I was letting Deanna have her unless she figured her s.h.i.t out. She shouldn't be messing with an a.s.shole like this guy anyway, not with the sheet he had.

After she wised up to the fact that her tactics weren't working or her f.u.c.king Xanax kicked in, she started acting right. Instead of yelling and screaming on the phone or coming to my f.u.c.king door with threats against my woman she was actually calm and had gone so far as to apologize to Lily. Lily on the other hand had told Deanna point blank to kiss her a.s.s and get f.u.c.ked, along with some other choice things. What can I say? Apparently she had some s.h.i.t of her own that had been building up over the years.

I caved and let her have Holly on a trial basis after that, but I had made up my mind sort of, to keep my kid with me from now on. Something about the situation with this guy was bothering the f.u.c.k out of me. He seemed familiar somehow but for some reason I couldn't put my finger on it. But my radar was going haywire whenever he came up so I knew there had to be something there.

Lily and I had been cruising along and even when we had lil bit with us nothing had really changed in our home. We still f.u.c.ked like tomorrow never comes and our s.h.i.t was tight. She was talking weddings and honeymoons and s.h.i.t, which I wanted no f.u.c.king part of. s.h.i.t was a minefield for men if you ask me. But she seemed happy enough to deal with it on her own with her girls and her mom.

Tonight was one of those rare nights that I was actually allowing Holly to sleep in her old bed back at the house. She'd begged and pleaded to spend time over there with her mom and I didn't see the harm so I let her have her way. Lily and I were having a quiet night for once. There were no cases in the works right now thank f.u.c.k.

The neighborhood we'd helped clean up had been relatively crime free for the better part of a month after we'd rounded up the f.u.c.ks and handed them over to the cops all neatly tied with a bow. Turned out it was a good thing we stepped in when we did. The f.u.c.kers had a cache of a.s.sault rifles, and were stockpiling more ammo than a battalion. Apparently they had ideas about taking over certain areas of the state by force or some other f.u.c.ked up, not well thought out plan. Dumb f.u.c.ks.

Anyway it was quiet and I was relaxing in bed watching her putter around, as she likes to when she has nothing better to do. She was also driving me crazy with her hair swinging down her back wearing boy shorts or whatever the f.u.c.k she calls them with a little silky looking top that hugged her curves and made her t.i.ts look umm.

It was as I watched her bend over to pick something up off the floor that I realized what had been bothering me for the last few days.

"Babe you skipped a pill or something?"

"No why, what's the matter?" She picked her head up and looked at me in confusion.

"I feel off, only ever felt this way once in my life, that's when Holly was conceived. Weirdest f.u.c.king feeling in the world for a man so you know I'm not ever gonna forget that s.h.i.t." If my head hadn't been up my a.s.s I would've caught on sooner, but that's the only thing it cold be now that I think about it. The queasy feeling, the tiredness in the middle of the f.u.c.king day for no d.a.m.n reason, oh yeah, she was breeding.

"But I have been taking them, I wouldn't just not take them without telling you."

"Babe you know you're s.h.i.t with pills. Hey what are you doing? come here." She was starting to tear up and she looked scared. I pulled her up and over me when she reached the bed before laying her gently on her back to check her over.

Of course there was nothing to see but I still felt that kick in my heart. I held my hand cupped over the small of her tummy and kissed her lips rea.s.suringly. The rush of love I felt for her in that moment cannot be compared. My d.i.c.k grew hard at just the thought that my kid was in her right now. I wanted to f.u.c.k, of course, but first I had to calm her a.s.s down.

"Do I look mad baby? I'm not mad so cut that s.h.i.t out right now. In fact I'm happy as f.u.c.k, it's about time we had another little one running around the place." I rolled her over into my arms and held her close. She sniffled and wiped her face in my chest before settling down.

"You could be wrong you know, I don't remember skipping any pills. Unless it happened when I was taking those antibiotics a couple months ago for strep. They say that can happen sometimes. Some doctor I am."

"Don't sweat it baby we're good. A little boy is just what we need around here anyway, I was getting tired of being outnumbered." And why the f.u.c.k was she crying? Please don't tell me she's gonna be one of those emotional pregnant types, I'd lose my f.u.c.king mind. I doubt she even realized that she'd done that s.h.i.t.

I figured there was only one way to get her back in a good mood so I made my way down her body and latched my mouth onto her p.u.s.s.y after pulling down her shorts. "Lift your legs babe." She wrapped them around my head and used her heels to draw me in.

I tormented her with the ball in my tongue making sure she hit her spot when inside and tease her c.l.i.t when out. It wasn't long before she was cooing and pulling out my hair at the roots. I pressed my c.o.c.k into the mattress to buy some time while I ate her.

"Spread aem." I knelt between her spread thighs and stroked my c.o.c.k over her. "Play with your p.u.s.s.y for me, I wanna watch you pleasure yourself." She hummed and got to work with her fingers rubbing them nice and slow over her slit and c.l.i.t before dipping inside. "Now rub them on your t.i.ts." She took her soaked fingers from her p.u.s.s.y and rubbed them into her nipples leaving them wet with her juices.

Leaning over, I sucked first one then the other nipple into my mouth while tapping her p.u.s.s.y with my heavy c.o.c.k. Pulling back I teased her by running my d.i.c.k back and forth over her p.u.s.s.y up to her navel without going in.

"Hayden." She tried grabbing my s.h.i.t to pull me into her but I was in the mood to tease. I dipped the first couple inches inside and pulled out, before starting all over again. By the time I sank into her she was a writhing mess. "I'm gonna do you hard babe okay." I barely gave her enough time to nod her head yes before I was pulling her legs up around my shoulders and f.u.c.king into her deep and strong.

I f.u.c.ked until she came hard and long then pulled out and climbing up her chest fed my c.o.c.k into her mouth. She bobbed her head for all she was worth but she couldn't get all of me from this angle so I stroked what was left, kinda pumping my j.i.z.z into her mouth.

"I'm there babe, don't swallow."

I flooded her mouth until she started to choke then tapped my empty c.o.c.k on her chin. "Show me." She opened her mouth and showed me the c.u.m on her tongue. "Spit." She spit out on my lower stomach as I knelt over her. "Clean me." She lifted enough to lick me dry with her tongue.

Crisis averted.

Chapter 19.

My house has become a danger zone; way too much f.u.c.king hormones. Between wedding planning, nursery planning and baby talk I was about to lose my s.h.i.t. Holly was also going through some s.h.i.t with the new baby coming. one minute she was excited about having a little brother or sister, and the next she was throwing tantrums and screaming that she hated the baby. Lily started showing and lost her f.u.c.king mind too, suddenly everything was wrong with her in her eyes.

She was too fat, she was going to be a horrible mother, she didn't want to be pregnant for the wedding, she didn't want to wait until after the baby came to get hitched, yadda, yadda, yadda. f.u.c.k me, I was in the eye of the storm. My only escape was either one of my places or the clubhouse, which is where I am right now.

I'd been helping Deke tighten some nuts on a bike but we were pretty much done now.

"I have to make a run." I kept my face turned because I wasn't in the mood for his s.h.i.t.

"You need me to come with?"

"Nah this won't take that long I'll be right back."

He was silent for a good minute, which I did not like at all. That meant he was thinking and that could only mean one thing.

"What kinda run?" What the f.u.c.k?

"What's it to you?"

He studied me for a second before opening his big f.u.c.king mouth, the f.u.c.k.

"Ah come on boss not again."

"Not again what?"

"You know what."

"No you f.u.c.k tell me." I swear I'ma punch this f.u.c.ker out if he says the wrong thing.

"Listen, the last two or three times you got this twitchy and had to run off by yourself you came back with those little pink bags."

"So the f.u.c.k what?"

"So, don't you think it's a little off for our fearless leader to be riding around with women's panties? And worst yet you actually walk in a store and buy the s.h.i.ts?" He shook his head like that was the worst s.h.i.t I could do in this life. I wanted to knock his d.a.m.n head off but I didn't have time. I had other s.h.i.t to take care of today but this was something that needed doing. It was one of the ways I let my woman know I was thinking of her even in the midst of chaos. And that I still thought she was the most beautiful girl in the world even though right now she was driving me up the f.u.c.king wall with her s.h.i.t. Flowers and candy and that s.h.i.t was all good and well but that s.h.i.t don't last.

"Listen and learn something you a.s.s. When a woman puts on lingerie or undergarments it's usually to please her man. I get the pleasure of looking and she gets the pleasure of feeling it against her skin. With that said who do you think is better to pick the s.h.i.t out if it's for my viewing pleasure?" He took a minute to ponder that one while I started making my way to the door.

"I see what you're saying." He rubbed his chin as if he were really giving it some serious thought. "Maybe I should do the same for my girl." I stopped short at that one and turned back to him.

"No, this is something you do for your woman, not for the hoppers, the f.u.c.k are you thinking?"

"I wasn't talking about them, besides I haven't been messing with that s.h.i.t for a minute now. I was thinking about..." He broke off and I studied him. I got a knot in my stomach because I had a pretty good idea where this was going. It was times like this that I was reminded just how young my boys were. He was barely twenty- three and he'd never really had a father figure or any real adult influence come to think of it, before the crew.

Most of my boys were street raised and to say they were short on social graces was putting it mildly. But this s.h.i.t could open up a whole can of worms that were better left alone.

"Deke...think about that kid; don't even think about going there unless you're ready to take this s.h.i.t all the way. I mean it, don't let this become a thing between us, do not f.u.c.k around with this s.h.i.t." He got riled up but had the good sense to keep himself in check.

"You think I don't know that Blade? You think I can't see that she's been through enough already? I wouldn't do that to lil man. I know what it's like for your mom to have a revolving door in and out of her bedroom man. But she's not like that, and I'm not looking to f.u.c.k her over. Besides you've seen what she's accustomed to dealing with, I'm sure I'm ten times better than that f.u.c.k."

I looked at him hard for five solid. Not one of these f.u.c.kers can get one over on me. That's how they'd all ended up doing a stint in the pen after tangling with me back in the day. His sincerity was written all over his face and that went a long way to easing that knot in my gut.

"No son, you're a thousand times better."

"Good, so you'll let me come with?" Now he seemed excited when only a few minutes ago he was turning up his nose in scorn. "You sure women like this s.h.i.t right?

"If you're coming let's go but keep your d.a.m.n mouth shut, I don't wanna hear s.h.i.t outta you." He held up his hands and followed behind me. Some of the others shouted out questions about our whereabouts but we waved them off and headed out on our rides.

When we reached the store in the mall, I went in search of the girl who always helped me in the past with Deke right on my heels. He looked a little uncomfortable and I was about to send him back outside but then she saw me and came running over.

I pulled the little card that I kept in my wallet. She'd given it to me the last time I was here. Apparently it was a reminder of all the s.h.i.t I'd bought the last time so that I could always remember the size and styles I liked.

"Deke this is Cecily, Cecily Deke." They said h.e.l.lo and I walked off with her so she could try to sell me the whole d.a.m.n store, which was her job. I looked back to see if he was following but he was stood in the middle of the store looking around like he was lost. I decided to leave him to it since that was pretty much my look the first time I walked through these doors.

Thirty minutes in, we were getting our fair share of stares. I wasn't sure if it was because of our leathers and obvious biker look, or the fact that Deke was caressing the people's d.a.m.n panties.