Total pages in book: 31
Estimated words: 28709 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 144(@200wpm)___ 115(@250wpm)___ 96(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 28709 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 144(@200wpm)___ 115(@250wpm)___ 96(@300wpm)
“I’m more than ready, Daddy,” she purrs while slipping one small hand in mine. “Where to next?”
With that, I lead the blonde vixen out of the Red Rooster and into the night, my cock already pulsing as my balls churn with anticipation. After all, earlier this afternoon, I broke things off with a bodacious blonde, but now, it seems that a second bodacious blonde has taken her place without missing a beat. How the fuck did that happen? All I can say is that sometimes the world’s a mystery, and I’m not going to complain. With one last smile at Petunia, I lead the nymph to my truck before helping her in and slamming the door. Then, we’re off for more good times … and the best part is that she’s clearly the insatiable type.
CHAPTER 5
Peyton
Your name is Petunia. Your name is Petunia, I remind myself. But then I shake my head and exhale because what’s the point? It’s not like Brant Harrison and I are doing a ton of talking. Instead, we’re connecting in a physical manner, and the truth is that it’s incredible. After our steamy interlude at the bar, Brant whisked me off to his house where he took me every which way. Literally, I was in every position you can think of, and woke up achy and sore between my legs in both the front and the back. Not only that, but he fed me his monster a couple times during the night, so my jaw aches too.
But it’s a good kind of soreness because I loved every second of it. Not only is Brant handsome and built, but he’s kind as well. After we finished for the night, he got up and retrieved a damp washcloth from the bathroom before pressing it against my raw and ravaged holes.
“You’re going to hurt here tomorrow, baby,” he rasped before pressing a kiss to the inflamed flesh. “But I promise, it’s worth it.”
I merely lifted my knees higher to give him better access, my heart beating hard at his tender gesture.
“Thank you,” I murmured. “This is very unexpected.”
He merely nodded and pressed one last kiss to my asshole before snaking his tongue in for a quick swipe.
“No, you deserve it, Petunia,” he rasped. “I’m big and you’re small. It can’t be an easy fit, and you’ve been taking me like a champ.”
With that, we settled in for a couple hours of sleep before Brant woke me again in the early light of dawn for another round of heavy fucking. But I loved it, and I can’t get enough. He’s magnetic, charismatic, and smart too. To be honest, at this point I’m not surprised he owns his own business. After all, this isn’t “just” a pool boy. This is an entrepreneur, and a successful one too.
But now, thankfully, I’m back at the hotel room and on the phone with my high school friend, Raelynn. Raelynn and I have been buddies ever since freshman English, where we bonded over our love of the written word.
“This seems strange,” I said, squinting down at my copy of Macbeth. “Are they even speaking English in this story?” I asked, flipping through the pages.
“It’s a form of old English,” Raelynn chimed in from my left. “You have to read the annotations from the publisher to really understand what the characters are saying.”
With that, we dived into all sorts of literature and became fast friends during the process. I’m not academic exactly, but by reading Shakespearean plays, I developed a love for acting and performing, which led to my decision to major in the dramatic arts in college. Again, I haven’t exactly been successful with my stage career so far, but I’ll pick it up again once I’m done with Brant Harrison. I just need to focus on my revenge scheme for now, in order to fix things for my dad.
But Raelynn knows exactly why I’m back in town, and she smirks at me from the phone screen.
“You’re kidding,” she says in a deadpan voice. “You did it in public and no one noticed? How is that even possible?”
I shrug.
“People in Oakdale are just clueless I guess. I mean, there were definitely other customers at the Red Rooster, but they were partying hard at the other end of the bar. They minded their own business, and we minded ours.”
“While you were taking it up the ass!” Raelynn crows, laughing hysterically while pushing a brown curl behind one ear. “I mean, seriously girl! You’re my hero. You are one sassy slut.”
I wink.
“I know, and it was amazing. I have Brant’s semen oozing from my behind even now,” I say in a sly tone while shifting naughtily in my seat.
Raelynn merely shrieks with laughter again.
“Holy moly, Pey,” she says, wiping at her eyes. “You really take the cake, you know that? Anal sex with a stranger in a public place? My my my.”