Ink: A Wings of Diablo MC Novel by Rae Lake (classic reads .TXT) 📗

she could see what the back looked like, “You know I have some scissors and clippers here if you want me to shape this up for you?”

I grunted, she thought it was in affirmation, but it was the proximity of my face to her pussy. It had been so fucking long. I inhaled her scent, and I could feel my body begin to spring to life. The need I had buried so long ago because I knew I would never fuck again, ignited inside of me instantly, unfortunately so did my cock.

The cock still trapped inside a device made for me to feel pain every time I became aroused.

“Yeah, later. Where’s the bathroom.” I pushed away from her a little more roughly than I should have, but I had to move, or I’d be crying in pain shortly.

“Uhh, it’s right through there.” She pointed to a door, and I hurried into it. I pulled my pants down, and I could already see the drops of blood as the needles began to stab my sensitive skin.

“Shit, shit, shit! Stop.” I closed my eyes and tried to get the thoughts of the beautiful woman in the next room out of my head. After a few months of Ruby’s games, I’d learned how to shut down any arousal I felt. It was usually effortless to do, but Jazmine had me wanting her more than I’d ever wanted any woman. I was sure it was just because I’d been without, or because she’d been so good to us. Or, fuck it, because I had a dick and she had a pussy. Any of those reasons would have made sense. I took in a few deep breaths, and I relieved myself; usually, that helped too. Men can’t cum and pee at the same time, so urinating helped with the arousal. After a few seconds of relaxing in the bathroom, I was able to walk back out in only a tiny amount of pain. I knew what my next mission was, though.

I didn’t know how to go about doing it. She asked me to trust her, and I was really trying, I knew Angel would be out for a while. “Jazmine, I know I don’t even have the right to ask you, but I need to go out for an hour or so. Would you mind watching her until I get back?”

“Sure.” She said, taking a tentative step toward me. “Everything okay? I thought you didn’t want to go outside?”

“If they catch me alone, I can deal with that. When Angel is better, she will tell you who you can leave her with. I just can’t have them catch the both of us.”

That tongue ring popped out of her mouth again as she contemplated what I was saying. “Hmm, I don’t know. Too many things could go wrong. Are you sure you don’t want to wait until she is up, and then we can all go?”

“No, I need to get this done tonight.” I walked closer to her and grabbed her hand. I hadn’t shown anyone besides Angel any form of care, so just grabbing her hand was a big deal for me. “I’ll be back. I didn’t go through all that shit just to get captured again. I wouldn’t leave her alone like that.”

Jazmine looked up to me and nodded her head. “Okay, she will be safe with me. Go do what you need to do, and I’ll be here waiting for you.”

I turned and walked to the door, “Oh, one more thing, Can I borrow your truck?”

“I should have known,” she smiled as she dug in her pocket and pulled out her keys, “If you bring my baby back here with one scratch I will dye your hair purple.”

I let out a laugh before I covered my mouth so I wouldn’t wake Angel. That was the most ridiculous threat I’d ever heard in my life, and I had been threatened a lot.

“I’ll be on my best behavior, I promise.”

I walked out of the house, a smile on my face until the fresh air woke me up from my fantasy. I pulled the hoodie up over my head and did my best to cover my face. Who knew who was out here. I had to watch my ass at all times.

Chapter 10

I pulled the huge delivery van in front of the shop. It was almost nostalgic how similar everything looked. Things had changed, but for the most part, everything was the same. The Chinese spot that Vida used to love to drag me too was still there. The dive bar was still there, and the locksmith was still open as well.

That was my destination, a locksmith. I needed this shit off my dick immediately, what I wouldn’t give to jerk off.

I pulled the gun from under the seat where I’d hidden it and put it in the waistband of my pants. I jumped out of the van and made sure that my hood was up over my head. I walked in swiftly, and thankfully there were no other customers in the store.

“Sorry, my man, but we’re closed for the night. I’ll be open first thing in the morning. Nine am.” The man said as he grabbed his coat and what looked like his lunch bag from behind the counter.

“Are you a locksmith?” I asked, making sure I had the right person before I threatened his life.

“Yeah, but I just told you I was closed. You’re going to have to come in tomorrow, or you can go down to Dembsy street, there’s a twenty-four-hour locksmith there.”

“Sorry, tonight is not your lucky night.” I pulled the gun from my pants and pointed it at him. I kept it low, though, so no one outside would see it.

“Oh shit! Oh shit! Wait, I have nothing in the till you can see for yourself.” The man threw his hands up and shook his head back and forth in panic.

“Put your fucking hands down, I’m