4 years earlier
“Dad, come on. You know I have plans tonight.”
“Baby girl, you can hang out with your friends another time. Sniper is home on leave and will be leaving soon. Everyone will be there to celebrate his return home and wish him well when he leaves again in a few days.”
Huffing, I turn to walk back to my room. But stop when he talks again.
“I better see you there, Katie. If I don’t and have to track you down, I’ll be pissed and we both know you don’t want that.”
Nodding, I walk into my room and pick up my phone to text Bella and the girls.
“Hey, can’t make it tonight. Dad’s making me go to this club thing but I’ll call you all tomorrow. We can meet up then.”
Laying the phone down, I walk into my closet to find clothes for tonight. I love the club and everyone in it but, I don’t want to be in the club.
I want a normal life. A life that doesn’t involve me being considered someone else’s Property or being turned into a club whore like my mother was.
I might be the VP’s daughter but my mother was a club whore who slept with everyone in the club that wanted her. Then when she found out she was pregnant with me, she latched on to the first person she could.
It didn’t turn out so well for her. Because the person she latched onto turned out not to be my father. Instead, Shell ended up being my father and my mom didn’t like that.
She dropped me off on his porch steps and left. I was five years old and she left me on his porch and told me my dad would get me when he came home. I stayed there for hours.
When Shell’s wife, Ginny came home with Decker, I was afraid she would send me away too. They already had a kid. What did they need me for? But when she saw me sitting there, all she did was shake her head and hold her hand out to me.
That was the first time I met her. She wasn’t my mother but she became the mother I needed that day. She never treated me any different from Decker. I’d gained a new mother, a daddy, and a brother all in one day.
That was fifteen years ago. Ginny died during my freshman year of high school. Then, it was just me, Decker, and Dad. Sniper aka Jude was my high school crush and my brother’s best friend. They were sophomores when I started high school.
I’ve crushed on him since the day he walked up to me in school and put his arm around my shoulder when some of the popular girls were teasing me. But he was my brother’s friend and didn’t see me in that way.
Besides I was skin and bones, with frizzy hair that was hard to tame and braces. Why would he look at me any other way?
He and my brother joined the club after they graduated and a year after that Jude joined the Army. I was heartbroken when he left. But that was then. I like to think that with the years that have passed, I have given up on that crush.
So why was I obsessing over what I was going to wear to a party that I didn’t want to go to?
Pulling out a pair of jeans and a black t-shirt with the club’s logo, I walk into the bathroom to take a shower. When I’m finished, I stand in front of the mirror.
I’ve changed since my high school days. The braces are gone. Thank god. My body has filled out and I’ve learned to tame my frizzy hair. I’m never short on dates. I just haven’t found the person that I want to give my virginity to.
I’m twenty years old and I’m clinging to my virginity. I should’ve lost it by now but I don’t feel bad about it. My friend Bella is still a virgin and she’s in her twenties too.
After blow-drying my hair, I straighten it. My hair hangs down to the middle of my back. Well, it does when it’s not frizzy. Walking back into my room I get dressed.
As I’m pulling my shirt over my head my door opens.
“Jesus, Kat. Put some clothes on.”
Decker the asshole. He’s always coming into my room without knocking.
“What the hell, Deck? I’m trying to get dressed here. Close the damn door, asshole!”
He closes the door, but I can still hear his laughter. Pulling my shirt down I grab a pair of boots before heading out the door.
“Is there a reason why you busted in on me while I was trying to get dressed?”
“Sorry, Kat. You have nothing I haven’t seen before. Although, I didn’t want to see it on you.”
“Well, I guess that will teach you to knock next time.”
“Don’t be such a sour puss Kat. Now hurry up. Dad told me to come to pick you up. He wants to make sure you come to the party.”
“I have a car. You both act like I need a babysitter. I’m Twenty years old, dammit. I’m taking my car. I don’t want to spend the night at the club.”
“Whatever. Let’s go. I’ll follow you there.”
Rolling my eyes, I pick up my keys from the table and walk out the door. Getting in the car, I wait for Deck to lock up and straddle his bike before I pull out of the driveway.
The clubhouse is packed when we arrived. Walking in I’m hit in the face with thick smoke and the smell of alcohol. People are everywhere and when I look at the women around me, I feel out of place here.
All the women are barely dressed. I seem to be the only one wearing clothes that don’t look like they came from either a sex shop or the junior section at the mall. Shaking my head, I scan the room for dad.
When I find him, He’s sitting at the bar with Hammer, Cannon, and Sniper. My steps falter when I realize he’s staring at me. My body heats as his eyes travel the length of my body and a look of lust shows on his face.
But as I get closer to the table, I know the moment he realizes who I am. The lust that was there is long gone and all emotions are wiped from his face. He says something to everyone at the table and leaves, just as I stop by dad’s side.
I watch as he walks away shaking his head. Wondering what he’s thinking and if it was lust that had flashed in his eyes before he knew it was me. Turning to dad, I wrap my arms around his neck and say hello to Hammer.
I don’t bother saying Hello to Cannon. He gives me the creeps. He’s always watching me and now is no different. Leaving the table, I walk to the bar.
I need a drink if I’m going to stay here. A Prospect hands me a beer but he does it reluctantly. He knows I’m underage but being the VP’s daughter has some advantages. I take a swallow and turn to survey the room. My eye zero in on Jude and a sour taste fills my mouth. He’s surrounded by club whores and all I want to do is run over and snatch them away from him.
Instead, I turn to the Prospect and order something stronger. Two hours later, I’m three sheets to the wind and I know I shouldn’t drive but it doesn’t stop me from trying. What does stop me is a hand snatching the keys from me as I try to open my door for the fifth time. Turning I see the one person I didn’t want to see again tonight.
“Why are you following me, Jude? I’m sure there’s a club whore waiting for you to take her to your room tonight.”
“Your probably right but I’m here with you. Not them. Where are you going, Kat? Your, in no condition to drive?”
“I’m running away from you.”
I mutter turning away from him and hoping he doesn’t hear. No such luck though. I say louder than I intended too. He grabs my arm and turns me back around to face him.
“Why are you running from me, Kat?”
My brain to mouth filter isn’t working in my drunken state and I blurt out my true feelings.
“Because I don’t like seeing you with other girls. It pisses me off and I want to rip them away from you.”
He doesn’t say anything and I get mad and walk away from him. I’m halfway to the front door of the clubhouse before he stops me.
Pulling me by the arm, he guides me around back and through the back door. Down a hallway and into an empty room. Locking the door, he pushes me up against it, before slamming his mouth against mine.
Things move fast from there and before I know it, I’m spread out naked on the bed with him between my legs and his mouth attacking my breast.
I can feel his cock sliding between my folds and I know I should tell him I’m still a virgin but I’m afraid that if I do, he will stop so I don’t say anything.
Sitting up, he lines his cock with my entrance, and in one thrust, he enters me. A scream rips from my throat as it feels like I’m being ripped open. Tears spill from my eyes and my nails clutch at his biceps, digging into his flesh.
“Kat is you... Where you...?”
I watch him look down and I can feel him pulling out of me. As I look down, I see his cock is covered in blood. My blood. He jumps off the bed and runs to the bathroom. Before coming back with a wet rag that he presses between my legs.
“Shit Katie, I didn’t know. I never would have... Why didn’t you tell me?”
“I-I didn’t want you to stop.”
His face softens and he leans up and kisses my forehead.
“Are you sure this is what you want Katie?”
“I’m very sure Jude. Besides, we have already started and the pain has lessened. I don’t want to stop. I want this with you.”
Crawling back between my legs, he enters me slowly this time. The burn is still there but the pain is gone and his entry is much smoother. He made love to me for hours. It was the best night of my life.
But waking up the next morning to find myself alone in bed and his side of the bed cold, shattered any illusion I had that giving him my virginity had meant anything to him.
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