Creed of Redemption (S.I.N. Rock Star Trilogy #2) Read Online Free

made a list so whatever.” I keep quiet about my list. He said everybody got off the bus. That means Lourdes is around here somewhere in those fuck me shorts.
    I don’t have to wonder long. My trip to find the shampoo has me in direct line of sight with her bending over to read a bottle of Nexxus. Before she knows it, I’m on her. I spin her so that her back is against the shelves. Several bottles of shampoo topple over, but I don’t give a shit.
    “What the fuck are you trying to do to me, Lourdes?” My hands grip her thighs. That’s not where they want to be, though.
    “I’m not trying to do shit to you,” she says breathily. “Get off me.” She’s spitting mad yet she doesn’t do a very good job of trying to convince me she wants me to let her go. My hands curve around her ass as I pull her into me. I want her to feel how hard she is making my dick. Maybe I should just fuck her once to stave off the itch.
    “Why did you show me your pussy on the bus then? Why are you being a cock tease if you’re not dying for me to fuck you?” Her chest heaves, and I watch her tits rub against me. I want to slide my fingers inside her shorts and feel just how wet she is for me. My mouth is inches from hers now. I just need a taste.
    “I thought I was putting on a show for Sevyn,” she whispers against my lips. I fucking freeze. It’s like she’s just thrown a bucket of ice water on me. That was a low blow. One I didn’t think she was capable of.
    “What? You know I have difficulty telling you guys apart,” she jabs. I release her immediately. I want to fucking punch something, but instead I swipe a row of shampoo off the shelf. She wants my fucking brother? Well, fuck her. I can’t even look at her right now.
    “Diesel,” she squeals over the mess I made.
    “Stay the fuck away from me, Lourdes!” I don’t even get what I came down this aisle for. I make a beeline for the register to check out. Thankfully, I’m the first one back on the bus. I need a moment to regain my composure. I bring all my stuff in and leave it on the counter. I head to the master bedroom and lock the door. The urge to fucking punch something is still strong, so I start the shower and let it get hot before I get in. I angrily stroke my dick as the water rains down on me. I’m furious that Lourdes has me feeling this way. I hate that she can still get under my skin. I pump my dick faster, hoping that each stroke rids me of my desire for her. Only when I finally come, it ignites my anger even more. I get too much pussy to jerk off. Fuck her, goddamn it !
    I hear someone beating on the bedroom door. “Diesel, open up man.” I recognize the voice to belong to Keyser, yelling.
    I get out of the shower and towel myself dry. I wrap the towel around me before I walk into the bedroom and open the door. “What the hell Keyser?”
    “You just disappeared. I came to check on you.” He looks genuinely concerned. He must sense that something is up.
    “I just wanted some privacy to have a shower before everybody got back on the bus. Why are you being weird?” He looks relieved.
    “Makes sense. I wish I would have thought of that actually,” he laughs. He shakes his head, feeling foolish. “I just need to make sure I get my shower before the women do. They can spend an eternity in here. Especially in that tub.”
    “Yeah, well let me change and it’s all yours. I’ll make dinner when I come out.” That seems to satisfy him.
    “Okay. I’ll put the groceries away then.” He walks off. I don’t even bother telling him to wait until I pull out what I’m going to cook. I just close the door and fall back on the bed. I’ll get dressed in a minute.

    I don’t know how long I’m out for. I awake to pitch blackness and the bus moving. I stumble around until I finally find the light switch. I grab my phone off the dresser and see that a couple of hours have passed. I guess I was more tired than I thought. That and busting that nut didn’t