Total pages in book: 62
Estimated words: 55782 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 279(@200wpm)___ 223(@250wpm)___ 186(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 55782 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 279(@200wpm)___ 223(@250wpm)___ 186(@300wpm)
My body shivers just thinking about the way he took me last night. Everything about it was delicious and dirty and it hurts so good. Shit. Maybe I should have worn underwear. I’m leaking down my leg.
“Lex, you ready to go?” I turn to look at her totally lost in the memory. Even now my stomach is tying in knots and my nipples are hardening thinking about it. Get a grip Lexi.
“Yeah. Let’s go.” We open the bedroom door and walk down the stairs. I see Sax as soon as my footsteps onto the main floor and I know by the flare of his nose that he is not happy with my outfit. Before either of us gets to say anything, I hear, “What the fuck are you wearing? Like hell are you leaving this house like that.” I see Ramone’s chest expanding as he continues to growl out orders to Lara. Immediately my hackles rise, and I move to go and defend my friend when Sax stops me.
“Sax, let me go. He doesn’t get to talk to her like that.” I say trying to move past him. Lara’s voice stuns me though.
“I don’t remember asking your permission. You don’t like ‘little girls’ remember? So, what’s it to you?” She then turns back to me, not batting an eyelash and says, “I will be in the car waiting for you,” flicks her hair around and walks out the door. I am so fucking proud of her I can do nothing but smile at both of them, neither of them knowing what to say. I stick my tongue out at Ramone and run to the car with my kickass best friend. Tonight, is going to be so much fun.
16
Saxson
I can’t speak right now, my throat is so fucking clogged with anger and the haze from my eyes is seeping into my body. I have always been a sensible person. As the oldest, I have taken it upon myself to try to be the voice of reason. I am the one who looks at both sides of the equation. I am the one who weighs the pros and cons and decides on the best course of action. I pride myself on being able to handle any and everything, calmly and without losing my head.
But right now, I can’t say that. I look to Ramone, and see he too has the look of rage on his face. Although I don't know why he is angry. It’s not his woman, yet, walking out of the house half dressed, giving every dumbfuck in the vicinity the deadly misconception that they can have something that belongs to me. We hop into the Hummer, Lexi and Lara in the back, Ramone and I in the front. The girls are in the back giggling about something, whispering and shit, probably trying to figure out how else they can make our lives hell. I got something for her ass.
The ride is quick, the club being only 10 minutes from the villas. I get out to open her door, only to find that she and Lara have already gotten out and have begun walking inside. Fucking brat. Ramone seems a bit tense and I don’t have time for his shit.
“Ram, what’s up? You have been rolled tight since you got here. Is something going on?” He looks at me and then behind me, I am assuming to make sure no one can hear it.
“It’s nothing. I just have a lot on my mind. We should get inside before some asshole that doesn’t value his life gets ideas.” His jaw clenches as he says it and I know for sure he is pissed. When he wants to talk, he knows how to find me. Walking inside, as with any club, the lights are nonexistent save the neon’s, blinding the shit out of people. It takes a minute for my eyes to adjust, as I try to lay eyes on my pain in the ass. I spot Manny and Julissa, dancing and enjoying themselves. When I don’t see the girls close by, my chest begins to drum. I can hear the tune playing my ear, the one that gets my mind in game mode. Sucker For Pain, from the Suicide Squad soundtrack. I hum it as I am getting ready for a confrontation and right now is no different. My hand reaches back into my pants for my Beretta, ready for whatever I find. I make my way to the bar, walking slowly so my eyes can focus on everyone and everything, I finally spot the both of them. They are in the center of the dance floor dancing on one another, rather suggestively, teasing some drunk guys to the left of them. One of them, some fuck licking his lips and adjusting his cock, is slowly making his way over toward them. I begin pushing my way through the crowd, trying to get to her before I have to shoot someone in this public place and notice Ramone has gotten there before me. He snatches Lara by her arm, attempting to drag her from the dance floor. She jerks her arm and almost falls when my brother lifts her over his shoulder and heads out the door. Good luck.