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Chapter 2
The next day, Billy entered the place that the gang referred to as the 'Office' to get the rest of the nights take to give to Bones. As he walked into the room where they cooked the drugs that they sold, he saw Dog and Tommy both sitting there yawning their asses off. Dog told him that Bodie and Joe had just relieved them and that the girls never left the apartment and no one came to visit them.
Billy nodded. As he collected the nights take and the two shuffled off to go home and sleep, he called Bodie on his cell and asked where the women were. Bodie told him that they were all at a diner on Fourth Street eating breakfast and that the girls had already spotted them so he and Joe acted like they went there all the time as Joe flirted a bit with Chrystal.
"I think he even managed to get her number dude." Bodie said with a snicker.
"Ah, that's my boy." Billy laughed, "He knows how to work the Darley charm on the bitches."
Bodie laughed as well before he said, "Seriously dude, they seem alright. Chris ain't a slut and she ain't an uptight rich bitch either. She's al'ight ya know?" he paused for a second and said what his gut had been telling him ever since Joe had properly introduced him to the two women, "I don't know about that other chick though—something about her is a little fake."
"Ya, I know. Just keep an eye on them." Billy said before hanging up. He had already gotten that feeling from the other one and he had learned long ago to trust his gut when it came to shit like this.
As he drove to Bones' shop, he thought about what Darnell had told him the night before when he had came the Four Roses promptly when Billy had told him too. Darnell had come in with one of the other boys, Billy signaling them to go into the backroom that was the gangs' unofficial headquarters while not at the Office. Everyone knew better than to go in there without an invitation from Billy or one of his boys.
"What's up Billy?" Darnell had said a little nervously. He was a part of Billy's gang, but he had never been told to show up at the bar, that was for the upper members only while Darnell was actually a small cog in the wheel of the Darley street crew.
"Sit down." Billy had told him as he lit a cigarette. Leaning his elbows on the table, he blew the smoke out and peered at Darnell with a narrowed eyed look that said not to fuck around, "Tell me everything you know about Christina."
Darnell, seeing the look that told him to spill everything he knew or his ass was in the fire, started talking, "Well, they moved here about four years ago but I didn't meet them until about a year and a half ago. They buy pot from me sometimes, but they ain't big users. They hang at the bar on the corner or else at some club out on the Westside near Brookline."
"She got a man?" Billy asked sharply and when Darnell hesitated, Billy smacked his fist on the table, making even Bodie, who had not been expecting it, to jump.
"Nah man," Darnell said nervously, "Not that I know of. I know Chris was seeing this one fucker, but she kicked him to the curb so fast, the dude's probably still wondering what the hell happened." He joked to lighten the mood before asking courageously, "Why do you want to know?"
Billy didn't answer for a moment. Why did he? It wasn't like it mattered if there was a man in the picture or not. Billy had never cared before, so why should he start now? But then, Darnell was too fucking low on the totem pole to be asking these kinda questions anyway. With that in mind, he grabbed the other man by the back of the neck and hissed dangerously as he brought their faces close together, "Because I want to fucking know shithead! What the fuck do you think you're doing asking me fucking lame-ass questions?"
"Nothing man," Darnell said with a trace of panic in his voice and eyes, "It's just that she's a friend, you know? I've watched out for them since I met them and she knows who you are and she's kinda scared shitless thinking about what you want from her. She thinks you're gonna beat the shit outta her for lying to you about being my girlfriend! That's all man!"
"What did you tell her?" Billy asked as he let Darnell go and relaxed back in his chair as if nothing happened.
Darnell gulped nervously for a minute before saying, "I told her you probably want to hook up with her more than you want to beat her ass for lying to you dawg."
Billy smirked at that. Fucking hell yes he wanted to get between those sweet little thighs and had every intention of doing so, but he asked instead, "So what did she say to that?"
"I don't know man, I went to get your money ready for you before I came here." Darnell answered as he laid the cash on the table and slid it towards Billy.
Billy quickly hefted the bundle before counting it and saying, "Any of their money here?"
Darnell nodded, "Yeah, they bought a dime bag last night after you did your rounds."
"How much do they usually buy in a week?" he asked.
Darnell thought and then said with a shrug, "About maybe thirty or less. Sometimes, they don't buy anything in a week. Like I said, they ain't big users."
Shit, that was nothing. Still, "You don't take money from her anymore got it?" he told Darnell, "Just give her the shit she wants and leave."
"Okay man." Darnell answered with a nod of his head.
Billy narrowed his eyes at Darnell once again as he asked in a deceptively casual tone, "You ever fuck Christina?"
Darnell almost laughed at that, but knew by the look on Billy's face that if he did, he would be dead by dawn, "Nah man. I had a thing for Chrystal for a while, but she had a man at the time and now I'm over it. They're just friends." He rushed to reassure the gang lord.
Billy nodded, pleased with the answers, "Good. You make sure to tell your boys that Christina is off fucking limits until I say otherwise and if she calls you for anything, I don't give a fuck what it is, you call me, got it?" Darnell nodded obediently, "Good, now get the fuck outta here." He gestured to the door.
Darnell wasted no time in leaving, thinking to himself that from the way the big man was acting, Chris was in for the full Darley treatment and hoping that she wouldn't put up a fight. Things could get fucking ugly if that happened.
Chris and Chrystal were laughing at a joke that Bodie had told as the door to the diner opened and Billy Darley came strutting in, ripping his sunglasses off as he spotted the foursome sitting in the booth with Chris leaning into Bodie and wiping the tears of laughter out of her eyes. His steely gaze hardened at this and Bodie saw it. Luckily, he was smart enough to nip any ideas Billy was getting into his head in the bud by excusing himself to go to the bathroom.
Bodie met him halfway across the diner and said, holding up his hands submissively as Billy scowled with his jaw clenched as he looked at his best friend, "Nothing is going on Billy. Don't even think it man. I know you have an interest in her and when have I ever poached in your pond dawg?"
Billy nodded and relaxed appeased. He was right, besides Billy and everyone else knew that if Bodie even thought about fucking around on Alisha, his girl would cut off his balls and feed them to him. Bodie made himself scarce for a few minutes and Billy walked over to the table. He saw the way she had stiffened when she saw him talking to Bodie. Ignoring it, even enjoying it a little, he smoothly slid into the booth next to her, crowding her into the corner a little as he said, "Well good morning girls. How was your night?"
"Fine thank you," Chris said in a cool polite tone as she examined the small jukebox on the table, "Yours?"
"Good." Billy replied just as the waitress came over to take their order, eyes all over Billy.
"What can I get you?" the waitress asked as she stared at Billy ignoring everyone at the table, her tone plainly offering herself on the menu. Billy shot her a sharp look, recognizing her from the Four Roses and he said in a 'don't fuck with me' tone that all the bar bitches knew, "Bring me the special and a cup of coffee."
She finally gave a glance at the other's asking, "Anyone else?"
"Coffee." Bodie told her as he too recognized her and pushed her to the side none to gently as he got back to the table and slid in the booth next to Joe.
As the waitress scurried off, knowing that she was not wanted, Billy began to ask some of the questions that had been on his mind all night, "So, are you girls from, Boston?"
Chrystal shook her head and said, "No, we moved here because our boss wanted to open one of his places nearby and we were his best waitresses, so, here we are."
"Where do you guys work?" Joe said, "Maybe we'll come by to check the place out."
"At Arabian Nights." Chris answered, looking at Joe, "It's an Arabic restaurant-slash-nightclub over on West Broadway." She was pretty confident that they wouldn't show up there. She nearly had a heart attack when she saw Billy approaching their table. A fission of the awareness she had felt when they crashed into each other last night made its way straight through her body as she watched him walk confidently towards them and slide in beside her.
She had spent most of the night tossing and turning before telling herself she was being ridiculous. It wasn't like he was going to rape her or anything. First, he didn't seem like the type to have to resort to those methods when he didn't get his way with a woman, and second, nothing she had heard about him said that he would do that. Women literally fought for his attention, so he didn't have to use force. Therefore, she had decided to just be polite and friendly in a distant way and ignore any moves he tried to make until he gave up and lost interest.
Billy slung his arm over the back of the booth, and lightly played with her hair, which he noticed was baby soft, as he asked, "Where are you from again?" Never taking his eyes off of Chris.
"Originally California, then, Detroit." She said, ignoring the fingers stroking her head in a way that made her want to purr and lean closer like a cat. Damn him. The man definitely knew what effect he had on women. Ohh, she needed to get this attraction under control.
"So how come you two have been living right in the middle of our turf and we didn't know about you?" He asked huskily, letting his fingers leave her hair and stroke the side of her neck.
Trying not to let her voice betray the chills of pleasure racing along her nerve endings caused by his calloused fingers on her smooth skin, she shrugged, "We don't bother anyone and we keep our noses out of other people's business. Not many people in the neighborhood even know that there's an apartment there besides Darnell and some of his guys."
Billy smirked as he felt the way she was starting to tremble under his fingertips. Oh, the girl had walls, walls he was going to enjoy tearing down until he had her exactly where he wanted her. Naked and spread wide open for him to do what he wanted. He knew what she was doing and he was going to enjoy every minute of the chase.
He was bored with the usual slag's from the neighborhood that would fall down and spread their legs for him at a drop of a hat. This woman was going to be a challenge, he could already tell, and he did love a challenge.
"That's a good strategy." Bodie said as the waitress came back and eyed the way Billy was sitting so close to the blond girl with his arm around her and caressing her skin.
Once the waitress refilled their coffee's and brought Billy his breakfast, all the while shooting poisonous looks at Chris, which she ignored, the talk turned to relationships when Joe asked Chrystal if she had a boyfriend. As Chrystal told a visibly disappointed Joe, "Yeah."
Billy noticed the way Chris frowned and her lips thinned as she took a drink of her coffee. He was guessing that she didn't like the dude at all, but she didn't say anything. After a while of Billy eating his breakfast and trying to get information about Christina while she drank another cup of coffee and her not really giving him anything other than the fact that she casually dated a couple of guys but nothing serious, Chris announced after looking at her watch, "Well, it's been fun hanging out with you guys, but we have to go."
"Go? Aw come on, you don't have to go." Joe pouted making Chrystal giggle and Chris grin at him. Over the course of their time in the diner, she seemed to warm up to Joe and Bodie, but Billy, to his annoyance, was still feeling the chill.
"We have errands to do before work." Chris told him as she signaled for Billy to slide out for her.
When Joe opened his mouth to say something, Billy cut him off with a stern glare and a grunted, "Yeah, we got shit to do too."
They got up and walked to the cashier to pay their tab, but Billy cut them off, "We got it."
"We can pay for our breakfast Billy." Chris said as she dug around in her purse and brought out some bills and started to hand them to the waitress, who was watching avidly.
Billy yanked the money out of her hand and stuffed it into the back pocket of her jeans, getting a feel of her firm ass that made him smirk slightly as he growled in a tone that firmly put an end any discussion, "I said I got it Christina."
Chris shrugged, noticing the finality of his tone and figuring that it wasn't a big enough deal to cause a scene about. Instead she simply said, "Okay, thanks for breakfast. See you later." She said casually as she walked out the door.
Billy scowled after her, having not made as much progress over breakfast as he had hoped. He, Joe and Bodie watched the girls get into the Impala and Billy said, "Let them pull out and then follow them."
"Okay dog." Bodie said simply as he scrounged for his keys in his jacket pocket and he and Joe walked out the door.
"Hey Billy." The waitress purred as she leaned on the counter trying to make her flat tits seem bigger, "I get off in couple of hours and then I can get you off right after that, far better than that bitch could." She batted her lashes at him.
Billy glared at her with icy eyes and said scathingly, "I don't want none of your over-used pussy slut, so shut the fuck up."
He threw the money in her face and stomped to the Mustang and got in. Peeling out of the parking lot, he turned his mind to making plans for the night.
A week later found the girls just hanging at the bar on a Thursday night. As they drank and joked with the regulars, Chrystal asked Chris, "So, are we going to the club tomorrow or no?"
Chris took a sip of her Bacardi and Coke and said cheerfully, "Sure! Why not! I could use a little unwinding, plus there are always hot guys at the club on a Friday night." She winked.
"Ohh," Chrystal teased, "I don't think Billy would like that."
They had spotted Billy and some of his boys around the neighborhood since last meeting them at the diner. Billy had been trying to get Chris to spend time with him, either as she went around to do whatever it was she was doing at the time, or at the bar that they knew was the inner circle of the gang hung out in. Chris wasn't dumb, she knew that they were being followed. On one hand, that pissed Chris off, but on the other, when she had a date last night, it had made her giggle at the thought of Heco, who had followed her, telling Billy about the hot kiss he had been a witness to outside of the restaurant as her date had walked her to her car.
Little did she know that it had pissed Billy off so bad when Heco had called him, he had had Heco follow the dude to find out where he lived and wait outside for Billy to show up to give him some 'friendly' advice to stay the fuck away from her. Once Billy had her where he wanted her, he was going to make sure there was no competition until he decided he was done with her.
Darnell had also let slip when Chris tried to pay him for a dime bag that Billy had told him not to accept money from her. Of course, Darnell had only given up the information after Chris tackled him to the ground and pinched him repeatedly and then begged her not to say anything to Billy about him telling her.
"Fuck 'em!" Chris said daringly, "He's not my boyfriend."
"That's right!" Chrystal nodded along, "But you know as bossy as he is, he's gonna try to tell you what to do. Man, there's something wrong with that guy."
Chris said nothing. Since Billy had shown up in the diner and especially after Darnell telling them whatever Chris wanted was for free, Chrystal had been pointing out every chance she got that Billy was controlling, perhaps even abusive, but Chris wasn't getting that vibe from him. At least not the abusive vibe. Chris had pointed out to Chrystal before that she was a much better judge of character than Chrystal and it had made her friend pout and rant for almost two days. Chris didn't want to go through that again, so she kept her thoughts to herself.
Just then, Chris's cell rang and she checked the ID to see an unfamiliar number, flipping it opened, she snapped loudly, "What?"
"Is that how you always answer your phone?" said the teasing voice of Joe.
"Yup! When I don't know who is calling." she said in a much friendlier tone as she drained her drink. She had forgotten she had given Joe her number yesterday when he 'accidently' ran into them at the grocery store. She called, "Mary, can I get another one please?"
"Where are you guys?" Joe asked.
"The bar. Why don't you come down and have a drink with us?" Chris said as Chrystal asked her who it was and Chris told her it was Joe. As soon as she said it, her brain started to work frantically for a way to politely ask him to not to bring his brother. She wanted to relax, not fend off the sexual advances of one of the biggest womanizers in the city.
Joe laughed and said with a pout in his voice, "Maybe, I'm working right now. What do you two have planned tomorrow?"
Chris said, "Well, we're going to the club that we like, but you can come with us if you want." She added as she saw Chrystal getting a call from her boyfriend, Derek the Dick, as Chris called him privately. She got the feeling that Joe was terribly interested in Chrystal and welcomed any opportunity to get her best friend away from that loser, even if it meant having to deal with a horny Billy.
"Sure, I'd love to. Is it okay if I bring Billy and some of the boys?" Joe asked, not wanting to blindside her. He knew that Billy would show up anyway even if she said no, considering he was listening to this call over Joe's shoulder. Billy was giving him the hard look to get to the point of the call that Billy had told him to make as soon as he got back from selling on his corner.
"Sure, why not?" Chris said cheerfully, keeping her eyes on her visibly distressed friend and not really paying attention. Ohh, Derek the Dick was going down now! She thought as Chrystal started to sniffle.
Chris could have sworn she heard him yelp quietly before he said, "Hey, I got an idea, why don't you and Chrystal come to the bar we hang out at?" Joe gave Billy a look that plainly said to stop punching him in the arm.
"When?" Chris asked curiously.
"Tonight, in about an hour?" Joe asked hopefully.
Chris bit her lip as her gaze flicked back to Chrystal who was looking more upset by the minute. Fucking Derek was going out with the trash if she had anything to say about it. Joe seemed like an alright guy who was genuinely interested in Chrystal, therefore, she said, "Okay. Where is it?"
Joe gave her the directions as he gave the thumbs up at a pleased looking Billy and said brightly, "See you girls in an hour right? You promise? You're not gonna stand me up, right?"
"I promise Joe." Chris laughed before saying goodbye and ending the call.
Chris let Chrystal sniffle for a while as she told Chris what her asshole boyfriend said and when Chrystal started blaming herself for the dickhead's bullshit, Chris had had enough. She smacked her hand down on the bar and hissed, "That is enough Chrystal! He is not worth it. The only time you see him is when he wants into your panties, the rest of the fucking time, everybody in the world is more important than you! He is using you for a booty-call while making sure he's the only one you're seeing. It's time to kick his fucking ass to the Goddamn curb!"
"He's not using me for a booty-call Chris!" Chrystal protested, knowing that it was true, but not wanting to admit it.
"Bullshit!" Chris hissed again, "He comes over, drags you straight to your bedroom, comes back out and puts his shoes on and leaves without a fucking word in between! You are smarter than this Chrystal!" Noticing the time, Chris grabbed her keys and jacket off of the back of her barstool and said, "Come on. Let's go somewhere else."
"Where are we going?" Chrystal asked as they got into Chris's car and Chris started driving.
Chris sighed and said, "Um, Joe called and wants us to meet him at the Four Roses, that's the bar he and the rest of the gang hang out in."
"Oh!" Chrystal hooted, "You know Billy is gonna be there, is that why you want to go?"
"Billy has nothing to do with it Chrystal!" Chris said with a roll of her eyes, "I want to go because Joe likes you, he's a decent guy that is far better than Derek the Dick and even if he only wants sex from you, he will at least tell you that's what he wants without being a pussy about it!"
As they pulled into the parking lot of the small dingy bar, they spotted the black Mustang with the red tribal symbols on the driver's side that Billy drove as well as a red Plymouth with matching black symbols on the passenger side that Heco usually drove right away.
As they walked in, they were greeted by a cloud of cigarette smoke as well as the smell of thirty different perfumes and colognes, booze, sweat and noise. The place seemed pretty lively for a Thursday, Chris thought as she looked around for Joe or his dark red hair that Chris privately thought looked as if he had melted a Crayola crayon on his head. Not that she would ever tell him that.
"Hey girls!" came a squeal from the bar area. The two best friends turned to see Mandy waving at them and hurrying over with a big smile. "What are you two doing here?" she asked.
"Joe asked us to come for a drink." Chris answered after greeting her friend. She liked the other blond girl a lot. She was funny and genuine, not like some girls that only wanted to hang out with you when you had a car and had money to go places, like some of the girls that Chris knew from around Boston.
Chrystal leaned towards Mandy and asked, "Where is the bathroom?"
After Mandy pointed her in the right direction, Chrystal hurried off. Mandy turned to Chris and asked seriously, having noticed the signs of Chrystal having cried recently, "What's going on?"
Chris frowned slightly as she said, "She is finally getting a clue about Derek the Dick. He's been promising her for two weeks that he would hang out with her tonight, but then blew her off to go out with his stupid friends."
"Dick." Mandy huffed, not liking the ass any more than Chris, "But how does that bring you guys here?" she asked before her face cleared with a look of understanding, "AH! Joe and Chrystal huh?"
Chris snickered as she said, "Yeah. He seems to be into her and I am hoping that he will treat her better than the dickhead. What do you think about it? I get the feeling he's a nice guy, but tell me, is he a player?"
Mandy laughed and shook her head, "Well, he is when he doesn't have a girlfriend, but that's any guy. When he does have a girlfriend, he's loyal as a puppy. Your assessment is spot on, he is a good guy."
Chris blew a sigh of relief at that. Usually, she was a good judge of character, but even she got it wrong sometimes. Before she could ask Mandy if she had seen Joe yet, Bodie came up behind her and spoke in her ear, "Boo!"
Chris jumped slightly before lightly smacking a laughing Bodie on the arm, "Hey Bodie!"
"Hey girl!" Bodie said with a huge grin as he slung an arm over her shoulders, "Where's Chrystal? Joe is practically pissing his pants in anticipation over there."
Chris laughed and said, "She's in the bathroom. She'll be right back."
"Ooh!" Bodie said half-way seriously, "Let's go get her. No one here knows you two yet and the locals can get a little rough with pretty little things like yourselves."
They quickly found Chrystal as soon as they stepped into the long hallway that led to the bathrooms, a short guy was trying to obstruct her way back down to the bar area and Bodie quickly yanked him away and whispered something in his ear to make the guy give both Chrystal and Chris terrified looks before stammering his apologies, "S-sorry!" he grumbled, "I didn't mean nothing. Have a nice night." He fairly squeaked before scurrying out of the hallway.
After checking that Chrystal was alright, she reassured them that they had shown up before he had done more than say hello to her, Bodie led them to the back of the bar near the pool tables where Billy sat with two slutty looking women, a bleached blonde on his right and a super skinny redhead on the left, both hanging all over him. The two women gave Chrystal, and especially Chris, hard assessing stares.
Chris wasn't stupid. She knew that he was watching to see what her reaction would be to the two women. She had heard all about the smack-downs women that frequented this place would get into over him and he was probably hoping for her to show enough of an interest in him to be jealous. Swallowing any negative reaction before it could show on her face, even if she did feel a small twinge of jealousy…okay, a big roaring flame of the green-eyed monster, she smiled sweetly and introduced herself to the two women who said their names were Jo and Jill.
Chris then sat down and waited for Bodie to introduce them to the others whose names they didn't know yet, but Bodie was too busy looking at Billy with a floundering expression, so Joe did it for him, "That one here is Baggy, that one is Heco, this here is Tommy and that's Dog. You already know Bodie of course and Billy, and this guy here is Jamie" He finished pointing out each guy, who watched her curiously. When she showed no obvious reaction to the other women who were now busy running their hands possessively over Billy while Jo, the blonde, kissed his lips and Jill, the redhead sucked his neck as she rubbed his crotch through his jeans while Billy gazed at Chris with eyes narrowed in displeasure at her non-response.
Before the tension could get to obvious, Baggy asked, "So! Where are you girls from?"
Chris and Chrystal talked to the guys for a while and she continued to keep her cool and calm façade while she swore Billy was getting a hand job under the table by Jill, before Bodie challenged her to a pool game, betting her fifty bucks. At first, Chris wasn't going to accept, but when Bodie started taunting her that he would even give her a few points because she was a girl, combined with the dark stare she was getting from Billy as he sat with the sluts all over him and chain smoked, she decided that she needed the distraction.
Winking at Chrystal, Chris got up from the table and accidently stepped on Baggy's foot. "Oops! Sorry sweetie, didn't mean that!" She exclaimed slurring slightly as she gave him a big smacking kiss on the cheek before following Bodie to where he was racking up the balls.
Baggy grinned like a fucking idiot until a furious Billy, dismissing the whores with one hand and a growled, "Get the fuck outta here!" glared at him like he wanted to kick Baggy's ass. Baggy immediately lost the smile and gave Billy an apologetic nod before hiding in his beer.
In no time at all, everyone was watching Chris whip Bodie's ass like he had been a bad little boy. As she shot the last three balls straight into the corner pocket one after the other, Jamie, who like Bodie and all the other guys, had been standing there with his mouth wide open, asked, "Where the fuck did you learn to play like that?" Hell, even Billy was looking impressed as Chris held out her hand in the universal 'Gimme' gesture and Bodie gave her a bill with a rueful grin.
"I could have told you not to play her!" Chrystal said jokingly.
Chris giggled as she went back to the table and everyone sat back down. "Where do you think I got that sweet car I get to drive?" she asked as she drained her Bacardi and Coke and Billy signaled Mandy for another, "Pool and poker baby!" she winked at Jamie, who got a glare from Billy but either didn't see it, or ignored it altogether.
"So your dad didn't buy it for you?" Joe asked teasingly as he and Chrystal sat very close together with his arm draped across the back of Chrystal's chair. When they had asked about the girl's families they had told the guys that Chris was raised by her dad and a step mom while Chrystal was raised by her mom and her dad.
"He probably would have—if I had bothered to ask him too." Chris said with a big smile at Mandy, who had set her new drink down in front of her. "See, if I had let him pay for it, it wouldn't have been my car, it would have been his car, then he could have taken it away from me whenever he wanted, see?"
"Ah!" Dog exclaimed, "An independent woman!"
"Well, see," she explained, "I needed a job that would make me enough cash for the car, so I used a fake ID and got one at Rocco's when I was sixteen."
"The strip club?" Tommy asked astonished, "They have one here, I thought you said you were from Detroit?" His eyes weren't the only ones flicking between Billy and fighting the urge to glance down her body, imagining her working a stripper pole and getting Billy's gun shoved up his ass after she left.
"Yeah, but originally I'm from a small town in California. I've only lived in Detroit for a few years. There is another club in Lodi, right near where I lived." Chrystal told him, "Its run by Rocco's little brother."
Seeing the looks the guys were giving her, Chris snorted and said, "Waitressing, not stripping, you dirty minded boys!" They all grinned at her with the exception of Billy, who was observing her with an unreadable expression as he puffed on his cigarette, "When my dad found out, he went ape-shit and made me quit, saying I couldn't work in any more bars, period." She gave everybody a sly grin and a wink as she added, "Now he didn't say I couldn't be in a bar, now did he?"
The guys all laughed appreciatively at that. She was a resourceful girl, and according to this story and the run around she was giving Billy, quite a handful too.
"You're a sneaky one, aren't you?" Joe laughed shaking a finger at her.
"It's a talent, what can I say?" she shrugged as she finished her drink again and got up, "Where exactly is the bathroom?"
After Chrystal told her, she walked away from the table and everyone turned to their own conversations as Billy watched her go. He gave her a minute before following her into the narrow hallway and waiting for her to come out.
Chris used the bathroom and washed her hands with the sanitary gel in her purse considering that the bar didn't seem big on soap, or cleaning for that matter. After checking her reflection in the mirror to make sure her mascara wasn't running, she picked up her bag and walked out, only to run into a wall, or what she thought was a wall until big hands wrapped around her upper arms and kept her from falling against the door.
"So." He rumbled as he looked down at her, "I hear you had a hot date last night."
Chris tried not to smile evilly as she thought she had known Heco would tell Billy all about it, "Yeah, so? And I noticed that you guys seem to be following us around too."
Billy smirked and said, "Well, we're just concerned for your safety after all. Two girls living alone around here, it's dangerous."
Chris snorted as she crossed her arms and leveled a look at him, "We can take care of ourselves thanks. We have for four years now. Don't you have better things to do than tag along after us?"
He hemmed her in by placing one hand on each side of her head and leaning against the wall, "Not when you have something I want."
"Really?" Chris tried to swallow around the lump in her throat and the way her heart started beating double time, "And what is that?"
"You." Billy leaned further in and brushed their lips together. He was taken aback by the electric reaction that seemed to jump from the contact of their lips, making him pull back from her. He stared at her for a moment, surprise evident in his eyes before swooping in for a much more demanding kiss.
As he pushed his tongue into her mouth and entwined it with hers, she felt as if she was going to go up in flames. Every inch of her body that came into contact with the hardness of his muscled frame tingled and burned. Her arms rose to link around his neck as she responded by straining against him to get closer. His hands left the wall to pull her into closer contact with his hips as he pushed his jean clad erection into the cradle between her legs, but not satisfied with that muffled contact, wanting to feel more of her softness, his hands went to her thighs and urged her to wrap her legs around his waist as he picked her up, slamming her back against the wall.
She moaned softly, a sound that drove him crazy, as his kiss got more harsh with the desire he was feeling. With the only thought in his head screaming at him to get inside of her as soon as possible, he thrust himself against her, making her cry out with pleasure.
She gasped and gave a small whimper as he moved his lips from her mouth to her neck. The part of her brain not currently on fire considered what Chrystal had told her the night they had met Billy and his gang. Maybe she should take advantage of the fact that a man as experienced as Billy was in bed, wanted her. God knew that her ex-boyfriend had been a selfish prick that couldn't have known what to do if she had given him directions written in crayon…along with an accompanying map.
Her decision made, more or less by her body, she tightened her legs around his waist and rubbed herself along the hard ridge that caused another groan when it made her jeans and panties create a delicious friction against her clit, making her pussy throb to be filled by the impressive hardness that borrowed between her thighs like a steel rod. Billy growled as he backed off enough to say in her ear, his voice deep and rough, "I want to fuck you right here and now!"
Chris, lost in a sensual haze, could only nod. Growling again deeply, he let her go and grabbed her hand as he led her out of the bar and across the street to a rundown looking apartment building without another word. He pulled her back into his arms and kissed her into oblivion as they rode the rickety elevator to the top floor.
Before Chris could grasp what was going on, they were inside one of the apartments and they stumbled towards his bedroom. The room was simple, a big bed, a dresser and two tables on either side of the bed with a sheet covering the one window and muffling the light from the florescent lights of the gas station across the street next to the bar. He kicked the door shut with his foot as he yanked off his coat and she occupied herself by pulling his shirt over his head. He ripped her t-shirt off of her in retaliation as he latched his lips onto her neck, licking at the saltiness of a thin layer of sweat, as she threw her head back and moaned loudly. Clad now in only her jeans and a blue lace bra, he started placing hot open-mouthed kisses on her chest before using his nose to nudge one cup of her bra, exposing the erect nipple to the cool air of the room, making it pebble and harden further. He backed away and massaged her breasts firmly, his hot gaze watching the play of her white skin bubbling between his fingers as she moaned.
She hissed as he covered her nipple with his mouth and bit down roughly as he sucked it, not hard enough to hurt, but she was sure that she would be sporting a mark in the morning. He grabbed her by the hips and threw her onto her back on the bed, quickly covering her body with his own before she could do more than gasp as she bounced. She whimpered as the rough skin of his chest slid against her own smooth skin. He didn't have much hair on his chest, just a very light dusting between his pecs.
She spread her legs and wrapped them around his waist as she ground her hips into his with a whine from the back of her throat as she raked her nails lightly down his back, feeling numerous small scars, evidence of the rough life he lived. He grabbed both of her hands in one of his and pinned them to the bed above her head as he reached behind her back and undid the clasp of her bra, making her breasts tumble out and into his free hand and waiting mouth.
Neither of them felt they could take things slow as the fire that burned between them blazed hot and high, consuming them in desire until it felt as if their bodies would spontaneously combust if they did not reach completion within moments. They communicated this through the urgency of nails on flesh and the firmness of their groping hands as well as the arching of their bodies into the others.
She felt like she was on fire, every nerve ending in her body sizzling as he let her nipple go with a resounding pop and pulled her jeans down quickly undoing them first, taking her panties with them. When he let her hands go, they automatically grasped his own jeans by the waistband and she deftly flicked open the buttons of his fly.
He drew his hands down her body until he grasped her thighs and pulled them wider apart as she shoved his jeans and boxers down to the tops of his thighs, freeing his dick. He quickly ripped open the package of the condom he had taken from the table next to his bed with his teeth, and rolled it down his erection as she licked her lips in anticipation. What little she could see in the darkness of the room was enough to tell that he was well-endowed, large and round with a bulbous head and a thick patch of pubic hair at the base of his penis. When the protection was in place, he hitched her legs up higher around his waist and lunged forward with a grunt and entered her on one strong thrust.
She screamed into his mouth which had covered hers in a demanding kiss. Damn that had hurt. Sure she was ready, but he was big—way bigger than her ex, not that one lover had made a lot of experience. She winced as he spread her open farther than she had ever been stretched before, feeling as if a white-hot, throbbing, poker was being stuffed inside of her vagina until it hit the wall of her uterus with a sharp sting. Fuck, it hadn't hurt this much when she lost her virginity. As the burning sting started to fade, she responded more to his tongue dancing inside of her mouth.
Billy felt like the top of his head was going to explode as her pussy squeezed his cock deliciously. Her silky walls were crushing him in a tight, wet, hot embrace that made him harder than he could ever remember being, bordering on painful. He knew he had hurt her when he first pushed inside, but goddamn, it was taking everything he had to stay still for a minute to let her get used to the invasion. She was as tight as a fucking virgin and Billy loved it.
He kissed her with playful nips as he held still for a moment to let her adjust before starting a steady, deep pace, hitching his hips with a little twist on the down-stroke to be sure to tap her clit until she was literally screaming for him to fuck her harder and faster, which he eagerly granted with a growl as he gripped her hips tighter and titled her to up to angle for deeper penetration so he could hit her g-spot.
The sex wasn't soft or slow or even that nice. It was hard, fast and utterly so satisfying that Chris ended up coming like a freight train with a scream she was sure would have people calling the cops to report a possible murder if it wasn't for the fact that the God-like man that was the cause of it was just as loud as she was when he finally finished.
They relaxed for a matter of moments before he quickly pulled out of her. As he threw away the used condom and grabbed another, he kicked his jeans and boxers all the way off as he positioned himself so that his head was hovering between her legs, he said with his deep voice full of lust, "I am far from finished with you."
She stiffened for a moment as if she was unsure of what to do before she let out a shriek of pleasure as he lowered his head and went to work, proving to her the difference between men and boys.
A long while later, after yet another round—or three—of amazing sex where Chris had totally lost track of the number of times he had made her toes literally curl, they both collapsed back onto the bed in a tangle of sweaty arms and legs. Chris lay with her back to him and he hooked a strong arm around her and pulled her close as he kissed the back of her shoulder. Throwing his hair roughened leg over both of hers, he effectively pinned her to the bed with his large body as they both fell into a sated sleep.
Chris woke a few hours later to the tinkle and vibration of her cell phone. She pawed around on the floor for a moment before locating her jeans and pulling the phone out of her pocket. Flipping it open, she checked the number before quietly slipping out from under his arm and out of the bed. Tiptoeing out of the bedroom and down the hall into the bathroom she answered to the loud, excited voice of Chrystal.
"Where the hell are you?" she sounded very drunk and giggly, "I just bet Joe ten bucks that you're fucking Billy right this minute."
"I'll be there in a minute." Chris snapped as she hung up. Cracking open the bedroom door, she peered at the slumbering man laying on his stomach with his limbs stretched out all over the double bed and snoring like a buzz saw. She kept tiptoeing around as she gathered her clothes and made sure she still had possession of her phone and car keys.
She got dressed as quickly and quietly as her sore, well-used body would allow, wanting to avoid any painfully awkward moments, after all, he had gotten what he wanted hadn't he? She bit back the small feel of disappointment at the knowledge that he would now stop chasing her, or worse, treat her as dismissively as he had treated those girls at the bar tonight as she watched from the corner of her eye while Bodie had racked up the balls for their pool game. A flash of pride surged through her as she thought that if he expected her to be panting after him, he could think again. She was not going to become one of his booty calls, no matter how good he had been in bed. Her daddy didn't raise a doormat.
Well, there was no way she was gonna wait around for him to toss her aside with empty promises or even worse, a casual thanks for the ride lady. She dropped a soft kiss on his bald head and skedaddled before he woke up and saw her leaving, not wanting to have the big, 'morning after' conversation.
She jogged across the street to find Chrystal and Joe making out against her car and cleared her throat loudly. They broke apart and gave her identical questioning looks and she rolled her eyes and muttered, "Pay her the ten bucks you owe her so we can go. I got shit to do in the morning."
Chrystal raised her arms and crowed in triumph as Joe gave her an uneasy look as he fished in his pocket for the money as he asked, "Does he know you left?"
"No, he was sleeping." Chris said shortly as she got into her car. "See you later Joe."
As Joe watched the girls drive off, his gaze swung back to the apartment building and thought to himself that he hoped that leaving Billy's bed without telling him wouldn't come back to bite her in the ass.
There it is. Just so you know, this story is finished and a sequel is in the works. As usual, I own nothing that you recognize from the movie Death Sentence.
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