Total pages in book: 80
Estimated words: 79261 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 396(@200wpm)___ 317(@250wpm)___ 264(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 79261 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 396(@200wpm)___ 317(@250wpm)___ 264(@300wpm)
This chick was no different.
I let go of her hair and slowly moved my hands from her neck to her ample tits, down to her narrow waist. She licked her lips, sucking in another breath when I suddenly grasped her hips. I placed her on the table in front of me to get a good look at her.
I stood, spreading her legs to stand between them. Getting close to her face, I asked, “What makes ya think I care about what you want?” I meant every last word.
She inhaled, holding her breath as my hand continued its descent, running along her smooth, heated skin to her cunt.
“Please…” she begged, looking into my eyes with nothing but need.
The tips of my callused fingers awakened every last fiber of her being. Slowly and deliberately, I took my time, knowing damn well I was ruining her for any other man.
“I'm desperate for you,” she purred, with nothing but hooded eyes.
I gave her a snide smile, cocking my head to the side. Taking a second to look into her pleading gray eyes before leaning into her ear, I ordered, “Show me how desperate you are.”
Her eyes instantly dilated as she slowly knelt in front of me, never taking her heady gaze off mine. I immediately reached for my belt buckle, undid my pants, and pulled out my dick in one swift movement.
She licked her lips, salivating at the size of my dick as I roughly yanked her toward me.
“Ya trust me?” I taunted, and she nodded, not hesitating for one second.
I didn't think twice about it. I took the head of my cock and traced the outline of her pouty red lips before shoving it to the back of her throat without any warning.
She gagged, choking on my cock. Panting for air that I was savagely taking away from her.
I fucked her face.
She took away all my frustrations from the day, exactly how she knew I needed. I stared down at the luscious blonde with a devious expression, viciously gritting out…
“You shouldn't.”
CHAPTER
FIVE
LUKE
A week later, I walked into my South Beach nightclub and the place was once again packed to the brim with people. It was almost three in the morning, and from the looks of it, the party was just getting started.
“Hey, boss,” James greeted, standing next to me by the bar. “You just get in?”
“Yeah.” I nodded.
“There’s a line around the building. They’re all here for Duchess. Word must have gotten out that she’s here.”
Her music pounded through the speakers around us, vibrating through my core as we stood there. The place probably exceeded capacity and was stacked. Beautiful people getting their night started with the beat of the house music blaring above the crowds.
My eyes wandered all around the three-story building. Everything from the flashing lights to the neon strobes strumming around every corner. The plush couches and tables stacked with bottles upon bottles of Moet and other expensive alcohol. The already fucked-up people dancing their asses off with their eyes closed, and their heads leaned toward the ceiling, letting the melody of the music take over them. Drugs flowed in this place as much as the booze did.
I wasn’t here to party.
The song changed over to “Young and Beautiful” by Lana Del Rey, and out of nowhere…
Out of pure instinct.
Emotion.
I looked up and found her. She wore a tight black dress under another hole-ripped top, her hair wild and messy around her face. Her hands were on the turntables as she swayed to the music with a huge smile. It was obvious she was getting off on the energy of the crowd that was there for her.
And then… as if we were two magnets drawn to one another, she found my stare in the endless crowd. Like she felt me too.
DUCHESS
It was Friday night, and the weekends were always the best time to get fucked up. I’d lived and breathed clubs ever since I could remember.
The music.
The energy.
The people.
It was a shot of adrenaline in my veins every single time. This feeling never got old to me. If anything, the DJ booth was my happy place where all I had to do was be myself. And for a woman like me, it was everything. I’d been remixing songs long before I knew what I was actually doing.
It was my first love.
It’d forever be my first and only love.
The best part was that I always got to bring the party, which was a feeling like none other.
I played one of my favorite songs “Young and Beautiful” through the speakers as an unexplainable urge came over me, pulling me to look around the crowd. I had no idea what I was looking for until an unfamiliar feeling settled in my stomach when I locked eyes with him.
Everything faded away…
The music.
The lights.
The crowd.
It was just him and me.