She took a few more steps towards me, tits bouncing, her petite body looking fine as fuck. But I wasn’t interested in taking advantage of her offer. I was too busy wrapped up in my own head, trying to figure out why I couldn’t get Shasta out of it, and why Lindy seemed like a distant memory. Maybe Shasta really did have a solid gold puss?
“Please, Sandman, I’ve wanted you for so long, and now you’re finally single. Take me. Use me however you like. Make me yours.”
Very carefully, I gripped her shoulders, forcing her to look into my eyes. “You’re a nice girl, Havarti, but right now I’m not looking for anything.”
“It doesn’t have to be anything more than sex. I just want to know what it’s like to be with a mountain.”
Her fingers gently tickled up my muscles, forcing me to jerk away.
“You know the rules, Havarti. No means no. That goes for us too. I’m not fucking interested, so just stop trying.” It was harsh, but needed in this case. The girl looked like the type that could get attached, and the last thing I needed was a clingy club whore following me around like a possessive puppy.Geesh, even my thoughts were getting ruthless.
Her eyes swelled with tears, and she quickly put on her top, rushing out of the room before I could see the dejection in her eyes. But I saw it. And I felt bad for it. A little.
Snyder was just outside my door when she threw it open, and now he was standing there smirking at me.
“Damn, dude, you move fast.”
“Shut up,” I snapped. “Nothing happened. That’s why she was fucking crying. Bitch threw herself at me and I said no.”
Snyder laughed. “Why? It’s not like you’re tied down to anyone.”
“Because I’m not interested in fucking anyone right now.”
“Your morning wood says otherwise,” he quipped, smirking. I wanted to slap that smirk off his face.
Damn, why was everything pissing me off this morning?
I didn’t give two fucks that he was standing there in my doorway. If the dude wanted to stand there like a perv, I’d give him the show of a lifetime. I shed my boxers, my cock bouncing out like a diving board ready to be pounced.Fucking stupid Shasta dreams.
One of his hands immediately shot up to cover his eyes, as the other was held out in front of him in warning. “Put that thing away! You could take out someone’s eye with that swinging love noodle,” he joked.
Although my cock was rather impressive, I was too pissed to let the compliment swell up my ego. I wasn’t Clash. “Mind closing the door?”
He shrugged. “Sure.”
The door closed behind him, but it did nothing to ease my frustration. The club was beyond fucked up, and it was pissing me off that Sabbath had everything to do with it.
At one point in time, Sabbath and I were inseparable, but over the years, I started to hate the man he was turning into, and that friendship slowly died.
It made me wonder if I was largely responsible for Lindy pulling away like she did.
Memories of our last night together hit me like a sledgehammer, and my heart ached all over again.
“Hey, why don’t you sleep over tonight?” I asked her, taking in those round ass cheeks she was currently pointing in my direction.
Briefly, she looked over her shoulder, but then just as quickly, looked away.
“I can’t,” she said coldly.
I moved in behind her, wrapping my arms around her naked torso, pulling her back into my bed.
“Come on, Lindy. It’s been a while since the last time you stayed over.”
She refused to look at me, quickly jumping out of my embrace.
“I can’t do this anymore, Jesse.”
“What?”