Total pages in book: 62
Estimated words: 60401 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 302(@200wpm)___ 242(@250wpm)___ 201(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 60401 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 302(@200wpm)___ 242(@250wpm)___ 201(@300wpm)
What am I doing to myself?
I can’t keep doing this.
Why am I even kissing him to begin with? I hate him. Or so I thought.
Falcon is trouble, and wanting someone who’s trouble isn’t the smartest move in the book considering he’s expressed his feelings for exactly what he wants me for—
sex and nothing more. I’m not one of those women who can detach like that. It’s too hard for me. When I sleep with someone, I do so because I see something there. I’m struggling to see that in Falcon, when all I see is the women he sleeps with time and time again. Each another notch on his bedpost.
13
Falcon
Night of the Party
Then
* * *
We didn’t plan to go to the party, but Tracey convinced me to come. Then she proceeded to threaten to tell my parents what I really did, or was working on, and that couldn’t happen. My parents are Christians, their son being involved in the selling of women for sex is something they would never condone. Ever. So, we keep it a secret and we do it in another town, so our families will never have to know. To them we are business owners and nothing more.
The boys are whinging and don’t want to be here. But they are because I’m fucking driving and this weekend was my choice. Last weekend we went to the beach for Echo, that was boring as shit. Especially, because I can’t surf to save myself.
Holly is the first person to walk up to me when we get to the kitchen bench where the alcohol is located. Her hands touch me, and it reminds me of all the fun times we’ve had together, and how good in bed she is. I grip her and whisper in her ear.
She walks off as I see Tracey and Ariel coming down the stairs. Ariel looks my way and I’m almost shocked to see a woman now standing on the stairs, so much so that I have to shake my head and look away.
“Haven’t seen you in a while.”
“Ariel, you got boobs,” Echo states with a wide smile.
My eyes fall to her chest, the words slip coldly from my mouth before I can stop them, “You should cover up.”
She turns up her nose and her hands fall to her hips. My dick twitches. “I think… no.”
Then she does the unthinkable, pushes her tits together right in front of me making my eyes zoom in on them. My teeth clench, my eyes widen, all while trying to tell my cock to stand down.
“You guys have fun now.” Her hips sway as she walks away, and my eyes stick to her like glue.
“Did you just see Ariel?” Echo asks nudging me.
I nod my head, I did. And holy fuck has she grown. She’s even more beautiful now, and that’s saying a lot since I’ve always had a thing for her.
“She’s going to be married and having babies before she hits her twenties. I would lock that down if I wasn’t already in love.”
I gag at his words of love and shake my head. Turning back around, I see her dancing on the dance floor. Her hips move from side to side and every boy around her is watching. Fuck! I’m even watching knowing she isn’t eighteen yet, and I can’t touch her. Laws can never be broken, especially with what we do. We can’t have trouble with the police, not this close to the business. Looking back at her, I groan as she proceeds to dance with every guy that comes her way.
“Do you plan to ignore her all night?” Tracey asks walking over to me.
“Yes.”
“You came to see her, and now you’re with Holly?”
“Holly is of legal age.”
Tracey scoffs at my words and drinks some more. I try to take the bottle from her lips but she shakes her head.
Holly’s arms wrap around my side as I watch Ariel’s ass grinding on some high school douche.
Reaching for Holly, I pull her away and go straight into the closet. Her hands touch everywhere. Our lips smash together before she pulls away and drops to the floor, unbuckling my jeans and taking my cock in her mouth. She sucks it like it’s her favorite paddle pop, and it doesn’t take me long to come considering the whole time all I can think about was her. Ariel. With her long black hair and those sinful lips that I want wrapped around my cock.
“We have to go, Holly.”
She stands up, wipes the cum from her mouth and leans in to kiss me.
“Let me rephrase that, you have to go.”
She takes a step back and shakes her head. “You really are an asshole, Falcon.” She storms off and when I walk out, I see Tracey passed out on the couch with Darby standing behind her, protecting her, and Echo and Creed watching Ariel as she stands on the dining table dancing.