Total pages in book: 27
Estimated words: 25663 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 128(@200wpm)___ 103(@250wpm)___ 86(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 25663 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 128(@200wpm)___ 103(@250wpm)___ 86(@300wpm)
“How about tonight?” I rasp, circling her narrow waist with both my hands. “Does that work for you?”
Vanessa melts into my embrace as we kiss for the first time, man to woman, our connection intimate and exciting.
“It does, Gray. I can’t wait.”
Then she breaks away and disappears up the stairs, with one last saucy smile over her shoulder. I stand there, stock still and in shock in the kitchen. Holy fuck, it’s really happening. I’ll be popping the brat’s sweet cherry … and making her a woman in the process.
6
Gray
Goddamnit, I’m back to waffling back and forth like a fucking seesaw. This morning, Vanessa transferred another six figures to my bank account and I promised to take her virginity bareback in return. But in the afternoon, I had another change of heart. I can’t do it! I’m not that guy. Miguel is going to have to find another way to pay his bills. I just hope he isn’t crippled forever because it’ll be my fault if he is.
Morosely, I stare at the pint of lager before me. Like a loser, I’m drowning my sorrows with alcohol, and I don’t care if I get fucked up doing it. Hell, I’m supposed to meet Vanessa in an hour or so for our depraved tryst, but maybe if I’m too drunk, I won’t be able to perform. That’s how fucking confused I am at the moment.
At that moment, my friend Jason enters the bar. The motherfucker is a good-looking asshole and he knows it. He turns heads while striding through the crowd before taking the stool next to me.
“Already in deep, huh?” he asks, raising one eyebrow at the nearly-drained stein in front of me. Then the asshole orders a scotch from the bartender and turns back to me while he waits. “So what up, bro? Why the sad face?”
I merely take another deep pull of my beer.
“Life’s fucked up,” I growl. “Completely and utterly fucked up.”
My buddy’s brow arches again.
“That bad, huh?” he asks. “Surely, it isn’t.”
I fix him with a look.
“Trust me, it is. My business is going belly-up, my best employee is injured, and worst of all, I’m considering fucking a teenage hussy for money.”
Jason doesn’t even blink an eye.
“Yeah, that’s a fucked-up situation. But paying for sex isn’t a bad thing, bro. Trust me, I’ve done it. Hell, we all have.”
I make a face.
“No, I’m not paying for it. She’s paying me for it.”
That makes my friend guffaw, putting his glass down.
“Are you fucking with me?”
I shake my head.
“No. She’s offered a hefty fee if I take her virginity.”
Jason looks intrigued.
“Well, is she cute at least? You know, big tits, a sexy ass?”
Now, it’s my turn to guffaw.
“You’re a sick fuck, you know that? You haven’t even asked who she is, how old she is, or how much money I’m getting. What the hell is wrong with you?”
My buddy shrugs.
“Just saying. I’d be happy to get money for fucking a sweet young thing. Hell, I’d do it for free if she’s sexy with giant tits. Let me ask: does she have any friends? A sister? Is this a new thing in Hartsville where women pay dudes for sex? I had no idea the population here was so hard-up for cock.”
I stare at my friend with a disgusted look.
“You’re real fucked up, you know that? No, it’s not a new thing in town, and besides, why would some hot young chick need to pay someone for sex? They can get their pussies banged for free any day of the week.”
Jason merely shrugs, one large hand around his glass.
“I have no idea. You tell me, bro. That’s the mystery we’re trying to solve.”
I snort again. This fucker is useless, but Jason’s a good friend too. Hell, the asshole is intelligent, with his own law firm that handles the business of Thomas Builders. Half the women in town are after him, and I can see why. With his dark hair, strong features, and total asshole attitude, of course they are.
Still, this conversation is ludicrous.
“Listen, she wants to get fucked, and she wants me to do it for her. End of story.”
Jason shrugs.
“So why is that so bad? Seriously bro, if this is a thing around town, sign me up. I’d be happy to fuck some silly young filly for cash. I’ll even give her a discount.”
Again, I hate this motherfucker sometimes, and I roll my eyes.
“Listen, it’s my stepdaughter, okay?” I growl in a low voice so that no one can overhear. “Vanessa’s the one who wants me to take her cherry.”
Jason nods, casually popping a nut into his mouth.
“So?”
I stare at him.
“So, she’s my stepdaughter. Family. In case you haven’t noticed, that’s not exactly legit in these parts.”
He shrugs.
“Yeah, but you’re not related. Renata moved out a while ago, didn’t she? You were just telling me how the alimony payments were a fucking annoyance.”