Chapter 3

Breaker – 29 Years Old

I shakemy head as Poppy kicks up dust, speeding out of the club parking lot.

"And another one bites the dust…" I murmur to myself, linking my fingers behind my head. I met Poppy a month ago, and she seemed sweet and shy, or I thought she was. She"s the fifth girl I"ve met and thought about dating, and every single one Noah has fucking hated.

Ally, a woman I met at Devil"s Rose Bar about five months ago, her caught fire, honest to God, blew up in flames. Noah somehow managed to grab a candle and place it at the tip of her hair. Celine, last year, I dated for three months. Something was missing but I thought I"d give it a go. Introduced her to Noah, he threw paint in her face.

Every time I"ve brought a woman to meet him, it"s been like that. Even if a woman stops me in the street and I have him, he does something to scare them away, and God help them if they have a drink in their hand.

My boy does not hold back.

This time around, I decided to bring her around after a few dates. I knew Noah would be with Crow and Momma, who has started to come to the club more since marrying Crow.

As for Poppy…I wish I had seen it coming, I really do, but I was mid telling Lola to stop talking shit about Momma when my boy, who has not long turned five and just started kindergarten a few weeks ago, and has gotten into coloring and cutting out his drawings for the fridge, had somehow cut off a big chunk of Poppy"s light ginger hair. Before Noah's makeover, her hair hit her mid-back.

I honestly didn"t know what to do when she screamed in horror at Noah's grinning face.

Fuck, I"m raising a hooligan, a little Devil in the making.

I feel a hand clamp on my shoulder, and I just shake my head, knowing it"s Crow. "What the fuck just happened?"

He sighs. "That would be your son showing you he"s not happy with who you"ve been choosing."

I looked at him and ask, "So what? I"m just supposed to sleep around and be alone."

His eyes soften, his hand tightening. "Nah, son. I think when you get that feeling, so will he."

"I just…fuck…. I feel bad, you know. I was so focused on the shit Lola kept saying about Momma being a fucking home wrecker that I didn"t see him picking up the scissors," I rasp, and his eyes harden.

"This is what you"re going to do…. You"re going to go get your frustration out, whether that"s by the gym or a woman or, fuck, women, I don"t care. Noah will stay with us tonight, and I"ll take him to school tomorrow, and you"re going to avoid Lola. I"ll be having words with her later. This pathetic shit stops. She never had a chance with you, and yes, she"s my daughter, and I love her, but right now, the only home wrecker is her. She screwed a married man last week and broke up a fifteen-year marriage, and she keeps trying to ruin my marriage. She should be fucking happy that I found I love. She knows her mother used me."

I respectfully tilt my head at him, grateful that he"s willing to stand by my mother this way, and he nods, patting my back, before heading back inside. I check the time and notice it"s seven in the evening and decide—fuck it. I head inside and make eye contact with Suzy, who grins wide when I nod to my room, and she rushes that way before I make eye contact with Amber, Snake's high school girlfriend. She rushes after Suzy before I look around the room. I scowl at Lola, whose heated, jealous eyes are on the women"s disappearing figures. Turning toward the hallway, I notice Momma helping Noah get his coat on. Sighing, I head his way.

When he notices me, his eyes tear up, and I shake my head. I won"t fall for it this time. I kneel.

"What you did was not okay, bud. You could have cut her."

He winces at my firm tone before whispering, "But she"s not right, Daddy. Ms. Sanders is…."

I furrow my brow as my mother asks, "Your teacher, baby?"

He nods. I haven"t met the woman yet, but my boy has taken a shine to her.

Snake pipes in and asks, "Is that Jack"s little sister?"

Sniper comes into view and nods. "Yeah. He mentioned his sister was working at the school. I didn"t know she was Noah"s teacher, though."

I kiss Noah on the head and rasp, "What happened today cannot happen again, little man. Do you hear me?"

He nods, whispering, "I"m sorry, Daddy," before throwing his arms around my shoulders. I hold him tight before he goes to my momma, and I stand with a sigh.

Snake pats my back. "Go get your frustration out, brother."

I nod and head to my room, ignoring Lola, who is trying to speak to me. Her behavior toward my momma is pissing me off.

When I get into my room, I grin. Suzy is lying on her back while Amber"s juicy ass is wiggling, her juices running down her legs as her tongue dips inside Suzy"s cunt.

I grab hold of my dick through my jeans and squeeze because, fuck me, that is a sight.

I remove my cut and hang it on the back of the door before pulling off my shirt and throwing it on the floor. Suzy gasps as Amber sucks her clit into her mouth, and I bite my bottom lip, sucking the lip ring into my mouth as I undo my jeans while toeing off my boots.

Once I"m naked, I grab a condom from my jeans and head over to Amber. I squeeze her ass cheeks before pulling them apart, spitting on her hole that"s winking at me, getting her ready to take my cock in her ass.

I don"t fuck pussy anymore, only their asses, for obvious reasons.

As Suzy wraps her legs around Amber"s head, grinding on her mouth, Amber reaches up and pulls on Suzy's nipples. After sheathing myself, I place the head of my cock at her asshole before pressing forward. As I slowly make my way into her tight back passage, I reach around and rub two fingers over her clit.

She moans around Suzy"s pussy as I bottom out, staying still for a moment before pulling out, and then thrusting forward hard, creating a fast rhythm.

Suzy screams as her orgasm hits her, but Amber continues to eat her out like she"s starved despite Suzy trying to push her off, sending Suzy into another orgasm. I thrust faster, my frustration easing as Amber"s ass tightens around my cock. My spine tingles, and I strum my fingers faster as juices flood them. Amber lifts her head, moaning loudly.

My balls tighten, and I know I"m about to come. I quickly pull out, remove the condom, and turn Amber around. She opens her mouth instantly, taking my dick deep as I come down her throat. Her eyes water as she swallows my release, and I moan. Once I pull out, Suzy pushes Amber out of the way and takes my dick into her mouth, moaning around the semi-hard dick. She gently rubs her tongue underneath the head as she sucks, causing my dick to harden, ready for another round.

Hours later, I groan as my phone rings and look at the time, scowling. I ignore it and turn over in bed. I kicked Suzy and Amber out at four this morning, so whoever is calling at nine can fuck off.

The ringing stops, and I sigh, relaxing deeper into the mattress. I fall back to sleep when the phone rings again, and I growl, quickly grabbing it.

I don"t look at the caller ID before answering with a barked, "What?"

A throat clears, and when they speak, I silently curse myself. "Uh, hi. My name"s Ms. Sanders, Noah"s teacher…."

Fuck…. My dick hardens, and my heart races at the sound of her voice.

Trying to ignore what I'm feeling, I say, "I"m his dad. Is he alright?"

She clears her throat once more before stating, "Noah is okay, but I was wondering if you could come in, please?"

I furrow my brows, noticing he"s only been in school for twenty minutes, and ask, "Can you elaborate on why?"

She"s silent for a moment like she"s contemplating telling me over the phone before speaking quietly. "He, uh, decided to pour paint on a fellow teacher"s leg, and when the teacher slipped, Noah grabbed the paint next to him, before I could grab it, and poured it over the teachers head."

My mouth drops in shock because surely not…. I stutter, "But, I mean, uh, huh…."

She explains, "As the kids were walking in, the teacher asked me out on a date, and before I could politely decline, again, Noah thought he"d do it for me, I guess?"

She finishes the statement off with a question, confused about why my son would do that. Suddenly, our conversation from yesterday hits me.

"But she's not right, Daddy. Ms. Sanders is…."

Ah, hell.

I clear my throat, feeling a little bad that my son decided to get involved with her love life.

I rasp, "I"ll be there in twenty," before hanging up, not willing to hear her speak again.

I don"t know why, but my heart fucking flips every time she speaks, and my dick certainly likes it as well. Fuck, I hope she"s married. I do not need to give Noah any ideas.

Paint, fucking paint…. Fuck.