Butch

Nodding, Frederick walked back into the room. Ashley was in the same place he’d left her. The stupid bitch didn’t have a clue what was coming to her. He gripped the back of her neck, turning her toward him.

“I need your pu**y.”

He could at least enjoy her for the remaining days she was going to stay alive.

****

Cheryl groaned, wiping at her eyes as the alarm blared away beside her. She pressed a button turning the alarm off. Blinking the sleep out of her eyes, she became aware of the large masculine arm across her stomach. Glancing down at the heavily inked arm, she followed the arm to see Butch still asleep beside her.

Staying quiet, she listened for any signs of Matthew. The house was quiet. The previous day’s events came to her, making her pause. Alex was out there, and he could be expecting rights to see Matthew.

Crap, her life had gone from good to bad within a matter of seconds.

“Stop thinking badly,” Butch said, squeezing her waist.

She turned toward him to see his eye open. “How did you know I was thinking anything?”

“You were frowning and tensing up by the second. You’re going to need to trust me about stuff like this.” The way he stroked her hip was sending heat straight to her pu**y. Crossing her legs, she tried to create some friction to relieve the ache building. “I know what you’re doing,” he said, leaning up on his hand. He stared down the length of her body. She wore a light nightgown. It was modest yet left nothing to the imagination.

“I’m not good at playing these kinds of games,” she said.

“What games, babe? I’m not playing anything other than life.”

“Why do you even want me?” she asked. Insecurity crept up inside her, taking over.

“What do you mean?” He frowned, rubbing a hand down his face.

“I’m a single mother. I’m not skinny or have anything interesting going on in my life. You’ve just found out I slept with one of your friends, and you’re still here.”

He smiled. “Baby, if we didn’t have a risk of getting caught I’d spank that sweet ass of yours right now.”

Cheryl frowned. “No, I mean it. What do you see in me?”

Placing her hands on her stomach, she stared up at him waiting for him to answer.

“I’m only going to say this once.” He placed a hand over her heart. The heat of his palm was easily felt through the thin material of her nightgown. “I like being with you, Cheryl. You’re not stupid, or immature. You’ve lived your life and done shit to survive. I respect you for everything you’ve gone through. You don’t judge anyone, not even me.”

She looked at him, smiling.

“Shit, I’m not doing this right. Crap, I can talk about everything I like doing to you, but it will never be enough. I want you, baby. I want to f**k you and spend the rest of my life getting through our lives together. You don’t see yourself as sexy, yet it’s all I see.” His fingers glided to her breast. The nipple hardened at the slightest touch from him. “I’ve never been good with words. I finished school but never went to college. I just want to be with you, Cheryl.”

As far as words went they were not the most romantic, yet she liked what he said.

“You like me?”

“I think like is too mild a word to describe it. Why do you want to be around me?” Butch asked.

He fired the question at her, taking her by surprise. “I like being around you.” She licked her lips, trying to clear her throat as it suddenly went dry from him touching her. “You make me want to forget how serious life is just to be around you. I like how you treat my son when you don’t have to.”

Could she do it? Could she be honest with him the way he’d been honest with her?

“I want a future with you.”

“You can do this, baby. Open up, let yourself be honest with yourself.”

“Butch, I want you. I want to be with you.”

He smiled. “Do you want to f**k me, or do you want me to f**k you?” he asked.

“Both.”

“Then tell me what you want. Don’t leave me waiting.”

“I can’t.” Her cheeks were red hot to the touch. Even with Alex she’d never demanded anything for her own.

“I left the club of my own free will. I’m not going to change who I am. I need my woman to tell me what she wants. If you want this sweet pu**y to be licked, I need to know.”

She whimpered, crossing her legs trying to relieve the tension.

“Tell me, Cheryl. I’m not going to see you any differently. Give yourself to me, and I promise you, you’ll want for nothing. I will satisfy you at every opportunity.”

Give in, stop fighting.

Holding herself back made no sense to her. All she wanted to do was be with him. Butch made her feel things Alex never had. She wanted this as much as Butch did.

“I want you to f**k me, touch me, and make me forget about everything.” The words slid from her mouth as if they had a mind of their own. She couldn’t take them back.

“We’ll work on that later.” He reached up pushing the strap of her gown down her body. She didn’t fight him even as the cool air crossed her na**d br**sts. Staring into his eyes, Cheryl couldn’t stop the nerves running through her body at his touch. The pads of his fingers were rough. She loved the feel of them as they glided across her skin.

“Don’t be afraid. I promise I will never hurt you.”

“I’m not afraid.” She lied easily.

“I know you’re afraid, but not of me hurting you.”

Biting her lip, she stared up into his eyes as he circled her nipple with his fingers.

“Tell me what you’re afraid of?” he asked.

“I don’t want to disappoint you.” The words spilled out of her with ease.

“Baby, you’ll never disappoint me. Trust me, open up and I’ll give you whatever you need. I promise.”

He didn’t need to keep promising her anything.

Closing her eyes, she took a deep breath and started to relax. Wet warmth surrounded her breast. Opening her eyes she saw his head bowed over her body. Crying out, she couldn’t stop the sudden onset of pleasure. From her nipple to her pu**y, the sensation erupted. Jerking off the bed, she cried out.

Butch pulled away. He motioned for her to be quiet. Feeling stupid, she stared into his eyes waiting. How could she be quiet when he was sucking on her clit? The idea of it seemed foreign to her.