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stupid. I realized she was pissed that I still wouldn’t give in and kiss her, so if she wanted to take out her anger on my dick, then so be it. As long as she didn’t bite me, it was all good.
    There was no mystery behind me not wanting to kiss any of the women I fucked. I didn’t have some weird phobia or damaged reason why, I just didn’t feel the need to be so intimate with someone I had no real connection with. I used them like they used me, and that was the long and short of it.
    Deciding to give her something to cool her temper, I swiveled my hips and thrust into her mouth while blowing out a breath of pleasure. “Fuck, sweetheart,” I gritted out. “I love that sweet little mouth of yours.” Securing a chunk of her hair in my fist, I held her still while languidly sliding past her lips, her tongue swirling around the tip until I was pushing myself further down her throat. Thank God she didn’t have a gag reflex or we’d have a big problem. “Love that cock, baby?” I growled, knowing damn well her mouth was too full to answer.
    As soon as she brought her hand up to aid her mouth, I dropped away from her, pulled her off her knees and pushed her against the wall, flipping her barely there skirt over her ass. She didn’t bother wearing anything underneath, and I was truly grateful for the small things. Snatching a condom off a nearby dresser, I quickly sheathed myself before spreading her legs.
    “You ready for me to fuck you now?”
    Plunging quickly inside her pussy before she could answer, I rocked my body into hers, taking her like I hadn’t had it in weeks.
    Bracing herself against the wall while I took her hard from behind, she purred while clinging to the wall for support. She was still relatively tight, and it was mere minutes before I charged down the path to explosion. Realizing I was close, I found her clit with my fingers, expertly rubbing her until her breathing picked up and she moaned my name over and over again. “That’s it. Come for me,” I coaxed, my own orgasm barreling down on me like a goddamn freight train.
    As soon she threw her head back and screamed, I knew it was my turn. I may not kiss, but I certainly made sure they came before I did. Seizing her hips, I punished her body until I finally came inside her, the pleasure exploding from my body and leaving me in a haze of ecstasy for a few brief moments.
    Then it was all over.
    Discarding the condom in a nearby trash bin, I tucked myself away and zipped up my pants. Walking toward Shelley, I placed my hand on the small of her back to usher her from my room. There was no idle chitchat between us, even though I knew she was dying to engage me in some sort of conversation, hoping she could stay a little while longer. But once I came, I had no further use for her company. Never did. With any of them. She was invited to the clubhouse for one reason and one reason only, and she’d just fulfilled her duty for the evening.
    Now it was time to go back out, drink some more and lose myself until I passed out, drunk off my ass.
    As my hand circled the doorknob, I heard a shrill screech erupt from the front of the club. Pushing Shelley behind me, I snatched my gun from the end table and slowly opened the door. “Stay here,” I instructed, pissed something was goin’ down while I’d been too busy gettin’ off.
    Then I heard it again, the sound so ear piercing it cut right through me. The noise, which had me all amped up, was coming from a woman, and the more I ventured into the dark hallway, stealthily creeping forward, I realized a fight had erupted.
    A cat fight.

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    Fucking women.
    No doubt they were fighting over dick. It happened sometimes, especially when excessive drinking was involved. It seemed that was the time when people let go of all their sensibilities and overreacted to situations which would never have existed in the light of a sober day.
    Retreating to my room, I escorted Shelley from my private area and forced her