Chapter 17: Chapter 17

CANNON

“I'M I DOING IT RIGHT, baby?”

She wasn’t. She fucking wasn’t and I didn’t have it in me to teach her how to suck dick. Her mouth around my length she slurped on it, her hands clumsily holding my balls like they were fucking lemons.

Still, being in the gracious mood I was, I let her do it. I had had blue balls for about a month now. Not fucking had not only messed me up but accelerated my rage.

She was everywhere I fucking went. Her words piercing my heart over and over again so much that I couldn’t see myself with another woman but her. Nicole Montenegro ruined my life because I couldn’t forget her.

But now I had some pretty good reason to forget her. Blaze sent me some pictures weeks ago. In my silly attempt of trying to check up on her given her father’s demise, I had been the bigger fool.

I never hurt her because she fucking had a fiancé before I even fucked her.

The pictures of them kissing confirmed it and I felt like a moron running after a woman who had used me to have a good time. God, had she even been a virgin or was it some silly attempt to make me look like some special fool who’d plucked her flower?

“You are so big, baby. I want to do this all night”

Unlucky for her, I didn’t have all night. Staying at one place for long would risk my life and hers. Vincenzo’s partners had sent a dozen of bounty hunters after my head and although, I had succeeded in killing two of them there were ten to eleven more out there still looking for me.

“We don’t have all night, get up”

I commanded drinking the last of my beer. The blondie eyed me like she didn’t get the shit I was saying before she stood up.

“I’m not even done”, she whined like a child and I hated it.

“Get on the bed and spread your legs for me”

Her eyes lighting up with excitement, the naked blondie climbed on my bed. Her legs wide, her pussy gleaning with juices, I put my glass down stroking my length before I went behind her.

Without giving her a heads up, I shoved my dick inside her.

“Fuck”

She moaned but it couldn’t compare to Nicole’s moans. She couldn’t compare to Nicole and how raspy her voice was every time my name slipped from her lips.

I drove into her hard slapping her butt cheeks mentally laughing at the irony called my life. Months ago, I was fine, I was just a bodyguard living my best life in Miami.

Now? Fucking cartel lords wanted my head for killing one of theirs. My sister and nephew were somewhere under some bullshit witness protection with Gunner and here I was fucking a woman while thinking of another.

The woman in my arms came faster than I could feel my release but I didn’t stop there. I fucked her until I could feel sweat drip down my chest in streams.

I fucked till I could feel my release and the moment I did, I pulled out of her.

I wasn’t doing that shit any more. Coming in Nicole Montenegro had left her imprinted in my brain like a tattoo, if I came in another woman Jesus Christ, I would be obsessed with women like that moron Jason.

Seating on the bed, my chest heaved up and down. I felt two hands hug me from the back and that fucking made me want to detonate like an IED with untold rage.

No one fucking touched me unless I said so. The woman in my bed clearly didn’t get the memo when I told her I needed a good fuck and not a fucking clingy leech.

“What do you think you are doing?”

“That was so good”, she paused putting her lips on my neck and licking me, “I want you inside me again. I want your seed in me”

A clinger. She was a God damn clinger and I didn’t do clingers. Not after I had clung to one woman and found out she had a fiancé next thing after I had fucked her.

I stood up getting her hands off me. Locating my pants at the farthest end of the room I picked them up along with my briefs.

“What are you doing? We could go for another round”

“If I wanted another round, I’d be fucking your ass right as we speak”

“You could…if you want to”

That was the thing. I didn’t want to. Hell fucking her made me feel worse than I had when she fucking arrived.

“I don’t”, I laid out the truth. I didn’t fucking want to.

“So what? You are just going to leave me in your apartment all alone?”

I was.

“Yes. It’s late and I can’t tell you to leave so I’ll leave. I expect to find you gone by tomorrow morning”

I needed a breather and a walk. A long walk to pull my shit together.

Ignoring her death glare, I took my coat, my phone and my gun. Already dressed, I left my apartment building.

Fucking sprinting in the dark, the cold draft brushed my face and I let out a frustrated breath.

Did you fuck me because you felt pity on me?

You fucked me like you fucked all your clients

Her words haunted me and suddenly I was running harder than I ever had in my entire life. My muscles wore out, my legs gave out and I didn’t fucking stop. I didn’t fucking stop because I had the chance to stop Nicole from leaving and I didn’t.

Like the fucker I always was, I let her be like I let my father be. Like I let my father beat my mother every single fucking day because I wasn’t man enough to admit he was a crazed brute.

My burner phone chimed inside my pants and I stopped taking it out of my pants.

Picking up the phone without glancing at the number, I held the phone close to my ear.

“I’ve got bad news and good news, big fella”, Jason said over the phone and I couldn’t care less.

Since I started this shit with Giovanni, all news had been bad news.

They are on your trail, Cannon.

You have to leave, Cannon.

They’ve got fucking snipers coming after you, Cannon.

There’s a warehouse in South side to lay low, Cannon.

Every single time I was on the fucking run.

“Good news is Flames went on a fucking murder rampage”

And it concerned me how? Flames was always a loose cannon and that didn’t surprise me. He fucking loved killing more than he loved fucking.

“I’m thrilled Flames’ doing what he loves best. Anything else I should know about?” I asked sarcastically assessing my surroundings.

Getting comfortable wasn’t a privilege I could afford. From where I was standing one of those bounty hunters would have a clean shot to my head. One shot being from the pharmaceutical building by the side of the road.

Not forgetting the rooftop of the shitty departmental store to my right, I wouldn’t be surprised if one of them mercenaries was hiding on top of the trees in front of me that led to the park.

I was a fucking sitting duck if I didn’t move quickly.

“You know what your problem is? You are an awful damn listener”

Whiny pussy.

“Unless you have something important to say, I’m gonna have to hang up. Call me when it’s a life-or-death situation or just don’t call me. Ever”

I hang up on Jason continuing the run into the eerie dark park where the chances of me dying were slim.

My phone rung again and my jaw ticked.

“I’ll fucking gut you, Jason”

“I know”, he laughed, “you hang up before I could deliver the news to you”

“Incase you haven’t noticed I have freaking mercenaries coming after me every damn second! Practicing patience will get me killed”

Moron laughed again before he said,

“You are not dying because Flames killed each one of Vincenzo’s partners in cold blood”

That crazy fucker! I fucking smiled.

“I know, I was just as surprised when he arrived at work covered in brain guts. He said he had to do it for his sweet pea, whatever the fuck that means. Berkely’s racing around the clock trying to fix Flames’ mess. So, my dearest Cannon, you are fucking off the hook”

“What about the mercenaries after me?”

I had a feeling they didn’t know their employers were dead which I still couldn’t believe. Flames fucking killed five cartel lords in a day? Jesus Christ, the man was crazy and psychotic and reliant.

Not that I needed saving but I owed him one.

“The fucker got all the intel about the mercenaries after you. Blaze, Holy and Snakes took care of them”

“What’s the bad news?”

“Straight to the point, Romeo. You are not gonna like this but it’s my fucking job to rile you up. Nicole Montenegro’s getting married tomorrow”

Fuck.