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"Don't," he growls. "Now answer my d.a.m.n question!"

"My man was shot in the head right in front of my f.u.c.king eyes! Are you happy now?"

As I guess, it doesn't shock him. I hear no gasp of breath. Why? Because this is his d.a.m.n world. He's used to hearing s.h.i.+t like this. His large hand goes to my chest and he pushes me back on the bed, laying me flat on my back. Seriously, what is with this dude?

"Don't move," he says sternly.

I go to cross my arms, and he repeats himself more angrily than the first time. So I lay them back beside my body and remain motionless. I feel something falling along the top of my left breast. What the h.e.l.l? I feel his body hover over me as he snorts.



"Did you just snort c.o.ke off of my t.i.t?"

"It's my birthday." He chuckles as if it makes it better.

Unbelievable!

"Your turn," he says as something cold hits my nose.

"No!"

"C'mon baby, just one," he growls huskily.

Dammit. Why am I here again? Oh yes, my best friend wants a piece of this action. This lifestyle.

"One Braxxon and I mean it," I scold.

"Snort." He smacks at my b.o.o.b playfully.

I want to yell just touch me. Again, I don't know what he looks like. I'm here for a job and yet I'm naked in the president's d.a.m.n bed. So I do as ordered. The c.o.ke flies up my nose, and I jump up. That wasn't one line; that was more like three. That was no small b.u.mp.

"You a.s.shole! I don't do this s.h.i.+t all the time. Just great," I scream, turning around and flinging off the blindfold.

Before I can turn back around and face him, the lights go off.

"Seriously, are you so d.a.m.n ugly that no female can see you?"

"You wanna see me baby?" He teases. His voice. Oh, I want to see the person that belongs to that voice.

"Yes, I don't really like prancing around naked in a bedroom for someone I can't see."

"Answer a few questions for me and I'll strip for you."

Now I'm intrigued. Someone strip for a stripper. Oh, this is priceless. I can play this game.

"Okay," I say almost too happily.

"I want your real name. Not your d.a.m.n stripper name. Your real one, Angel."

"Winter, but you ain't getting my last name, so there's no need to try."

I can feel him before I can smell him. He smells delicious. Cologne mixed with man. A real man. I want to see him so badly that I can taste it. I lick my lips, and he groans. His breath is on my forehead as his cut slides up my arms. His cut feels heavy. I can smell the leather too.

"Isn't this like a rule or something? No one wears your cut, but you," I mumble. I'm surprised my voice doesn't squeak; he's starting to put me off just a tad.

"I want to see an Angel in leather. I'm improvising. Close your eyes."

I feel the blindfold wrap around my head again. Seriously? Now I'm starting to freak out. He must be something ugly or worse.

"Oh yeah," I tease. "How does it look?" I know my voice comes out shaky because my nerves are shot to h.e.l.l. I hear the light switch, and I know the room is bright again.

"Like heaven mixed with h.e.l.l."

I gulp. This guy is trouble that I don't need.

"How old are you?"

I want to reply back with the same question, only I know it's his birthday, and he just turned thirty, so instead of giving him my age I just smart off.

"Too young for you."

He growls, and I take that as my cue that I need to give him an answer.

"Eight years younger than you."

"Twenty-two." He chuckles.

Something hits the floor, and I'm a.s.suming it's his s.h.i.+rt.

"You know, when you're stripping, you're supposed to let the other person see," I huff.

He doesn't answer; he just asks me my next question. "Are your eyes really gold?"

I get this one a lot; it's not a personal question, so it doesn't bother me to answer it truthfully.

"Yes, they're really gold. Technically, they're just a bright brown but whatever."

I hear a belt buckle, then a zipper followed by the sound of him shuffling out of his pants. Oh, I wish I could see him, but this is his game. His birthday. I'm almost too distracted by my new high from the powder that is running through my body.

"Real t.i.ts or are they fake?"

This one should offend me too, but they're large and perky so I can see why he would ask that.

"What do you-?" Startled by his touch, my words are lost. His thumbs caress my nipples as his hands cup my b.o.o.bs. All too soon, his magnificent hands are gone.

"Real," he whispers into my ear.

My breath catches in my throat as his hands move to the globes of my behind. I s.h.i.+ver. This is almost too much.

"Why the fascination with me?" I breathe.

"I've never seen something so d.a.m.n s.e.xy that looked like an Angel," he murmurs in my other ear as his teeth graze my lobe. Something cold and hard is on his lip. Please be a lip piercing, please.

"It's just a body," I squeak.

"Just a body my a.s.s. You're every man's fantasy baby, and you know it. Long flowing brown locks." He tugs on my hair. "Gold eyes, pouty lips, that perfect nose." He taps. "Even your ears are s.e.xy. You have abs, but yours are s.e.xy and not too muscular. Your a.s.s, oh your a.s.s baby, plump and firm and yet it jiggles beautifully." His voice drips with desire. Oh yes please, I want. I want. I f.u.c.king want.

"I can smell you again."

I throw my hands up frustrated.

"What the h.e.l.l do you expect? You're turning me on. This isn't fair at all."

"Not to mention you're fiercely b.a.l.l.sy. You're not afraid of me are you, Angel? Because anyone else who knows who I am wouldn't speak to me like that," he chuckles.

"I don't f.u.c.king know you, but I do know you're p.i.s.sing me off."

"Time for bed baby, c'mon." He grabs my hand.

What in the h.e.l.l? How am I supposed to sleep in a stranger's room? And I'm high again.

"And tomorrow I'm gonna pound the s.h.i.+t outta your c.u.n.t for talking to me like that."

I gasp. He can't be for real. The b.a.s.t.a.r.d hasn't let me touch him or see him, and he thinks I'm gonna let him screw me?

"But for now I'm tired; I've been partying all day. I'm getting f.u.c.king old," he jokes.

"You're not old," I whisper as he covers me up. I hear the light switch, and then the bed dips next to me. He won't touch me, but I can feel how close he is.

"I know Angel, I know. Now sleep," he whispers.

I don't know how I'm supposed to sleep next to a stranger and on a high, but somehow my body gives way and I fall fast asleep.

I wake up with the light s.h.i.+ning through the window, and I almost forget where I'm at until a soft but rough tongue swipes at my core. I freeze when he chuckles, sending a vibration through my entire body. "I'm hungry." I squeeze my eyes closed as his voice smoothes over my folds. I don't want to open them and risk losing this feeling that's coming over me. I've yet to see his face, and I'm pus.h.i.+ng that aside so that I can get that o.r.g.a.s.m I've been wanting for so long.

"Aren't ya gonna look at me, sweetness?"

"No," I moan as his thumb swipes at my c.l.i.t.

"Why?" Braxxon chuckled.

"Because, oh don't stop... please don't stop!"

Lightning bolts shoot through my body as stars dance in the blackness behind my closed eyelids. I've never experienced such as cosmic release in all my life. I tighten against his fingers as he works my c.l.i.t with his teeth.

"Angel, look at me," he demands.

"No!"

I can't look at him. It'll ruin it; I just know it will. I don't want this moment to end. Somehow, my fingers grasp his hair as I protest because he's starting to pull away. Before I can voice my displeasure, he flips me on my tummy and pushes my knees underneath me. He didn't even wince when my fingers caught some of his hair.

There is no warning for the next a.s.sault. His length and width stretch me wide open as he slams into me.

A sharp hiss breaks through his clenched teeth when I let a long throaty moan escape my lips.

"f.u.c.k," he shouts, pounding me hard.

My toes begin to curl as my body scoots higher and higher on the bed until finally my head b.u.mps the wall. Braxxon's large hand slaps me on the a.s.s before gripping my hips tightly with his fingers. I know it'll bruise, but I can't think about that as I begin to shake and burrow my head into the pillow, screaming out his name.

I feel nothing but hard muscle pus.h.i.+ng against me as his tongue works the back of my neck all the way down my spine and stops in the small dip above my a.s.s where he sucks and licks me until I can't remember my own name.

"Come," he says hoa.r.s.ely.

"I can't," I groan.

"Yes... You... Can."

His arm wraps around my neck as he lifts my body into his, bringing his other arm and hand to my front, working me as he slams into me.

"Oh G.o.d... harder," I scream.

I know rockets are shooting off, and jets are taking off as the earth moves all around me. I cry out my release when Braxxon sinks his teeth into my earlobe. We collapse, his hand still underneath me and his sweaty body on mine. We're huffing and trying to catch our breath. When my wits start coming back to me, I realize he didn't wear a condom, and I make a mental note to go to the doctor. I'm on birth control, but that doesn't stop anything else.

"Look at me," he demands.

I force myself to look away from him. I'm entirely way to blissed out and satisfied. I know it must seem as if I'm shallow, but if you're not attracted to someone, it can dampen everything, kind of like smothering a candle's flame until the smoke dissipates. Braxxon turns my head to the side trying to coax me to look, but it doesn't work. He must read something in my closed off expression because his lips smash hard against mine before he shoves my head into the bed, growling. The bed dips, and the sound of his footsteps echo around the room then I hear a shower turn on. I finally open my eyes. I wanna go and get in with him, but that means I would have to look at him. I'm contemplating all the reasons why I shouldn't when I remember one significant thing.

I don't want back into this lifestyle, so it's okay to look.

It might scare me far away from him. I sit up and edge myself off the bed. I slowly make my way to the bathroom. When I reach the doorframe, I close my eyes as I lean on the door. I take three deep breaths before I reopen them. I'll never forget this moment. The moment where my legs become jelly and my hand grips the doork.n.o.b for support. With his back turned to me, the water cascades down the ripples of his muscled body. His shoulder blades flex as his palms rest on the shower wall and his head tilts down. Braxxon's back is entirely covered in tattoos, but the one that stands out the most is the intricate spine with breaks going through it from the back of his neck all the way down. The word breakneck splits in two: break on the left side of his shoulder and neck on the right. It almost matches the skeleton figure I've seen with the broken neck and the head tilted to the side decorating the back of the cuts. The globes of his a.s.s are strong and firm, and it makes me want to dig my fingernails deep into the skin of them. His left hand leaves the wall and runs through his short brown locks. His body starts to turn as his head tilts back and the water runs over his closed eyes. I suck in a breath and start to lose my balance even as the door tries to keep me steady. My gaze is stuck and mesmerized on this magnificent man. Sculptors would fight to the death to get a hold of him. His eyebrows are perfect. His eyelashes are so long and dark, any woman would be jealous. His nose is the perfect size for his strong jawbone; his gorgeous lips pierced twice. The hoops sitting right next to one another have a small chain connecting them. How did I not feel them both? I felt just the one.

My feet move me closer as I push off the door. My gaze travels over his chest and my palms begin to sweat as my eyes land on a chiseled eight-pack that has a faint scar running through them. His V dips so far in I just want to run my tongue along the depths of that valley. His happy trail fades away to nothing but a freshly shaved area. Oh, he's so clean cut and yet dirty at the same time and to make his flawed free body even more astonis.h.i.+ng is his long thick c.o.c.k hanging flaccid. I move my attention back to his face, his eyes still closed as his lips twitch into a crooked smile. He feels me. I step into the shower and run my nail along his scar. Braxxon's eyes fly open, and I gasp as his hand catches me and his gray eyes stop me.

In that moment where my mind, body, and soul are a.s.saulted, I know that I'll never be the same ever again. Braxxon has seized me, and something tells me he isn't letting me go.

Braxxon's hands grip my hair. Jerking my face to him, his lips descend on mine as gunshots ring out and echo all around us. Braxxon curses and slams me down to the floor of the shower.

I pull my knees into my chest as he runs out of the shower, not bothering to s.n.a.t.c.h a towel. It's the last thing on his mind as bullets ping all around the building. I don't shake or scream. It's just another reminder of why I don't get close to this kind of lifestyle. The sounds stop. Braxxon throws a s.h.i.+rt across the bathroom and it lands on the floor. I reach up and shut the water off, crawl out and tug on the t-s.h.i.+rt.

"You can stand, Angel."

I just wanna go home. My legs bring me up, the s.h.i.+rt falls down to my waist, and just like that, he's down the stairs leaving me all alone. Realization hits me, and I scream for Hazel as I run across the room and down the stairs. When her screams and cries. .h.i.t my hearing, I start panicking.

"Hazel," I scream, running towards the sound of her cries.

She's lying on the bar with people all around as she thrashes about. I start shoving people away from her, and the smell of rust hits my nostrils. Blood, lots and lots of blood covers her naked body.

"Lana," I choke.

"Winter," she cries.

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