Total pages in book: 82
Estimated words: 77519 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 388(@200wpm)___ 310(@250wpm)___ 258(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 77519 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 388(@200wpm)___ 310(@250wpm)___ 258(@300wpm)
It was an utter lie. Yes, he’d been at the club party. He’d known the men at the club were getting a little nervous as he hadn’t tasted any of the fresh meat walking around. It was always a risk keeping his woman a secret. He wanted to enjoy Nikki, and the truth was, he expected to have gotten bored by now.
He wasn’t a man known for enjoying just one piece of pussy. He was a man who loved to enjoy the sea of women, never committing to one. All the women who were with him knew the score. They knew there was not a chance of being with him. Not one. He was a variety man.
Until Nikki.
Fucking Nikki.
She had stepped into his private library, and since then, he’d not been able to get her out of his mind, and it was driving him fucking crazy. He wanted her so badly, all the time. It didn’t matter that he’d taken her virginity, experienced her mouth, and claimed her asshole. It didn’t detract from the fact that he wanted her. All the time. He never felt like this. Not ever.
The only other time he remembered a man being like this was his dad, and that was with his mother. His dad and mom, however, were two peas in a pod. They couldn’t keep their hands off each other.
And so, to stop his boys worrying about the pussy situation in the club, he’d taken Trixie, thrown her over his shoulder, smacked her ass for good measure for the whole club to see, and carried her to his bedroom. There, he’d dumped her on the bed, then told her to get the fuck off it. Trixie had been confused at the time and sunk to the floor as if she was about to suck him off, but he’d stopped her. He truly wasn’t hard. He had no desire to fuck Trixie. He had no desire for her to even try and get him hard. No desire at all. There was no interest. Trixie was not Nikki.
“Here’s a thousand bucks,” he said. “Make noises as if you’re getting the best fuck in your life, and for a few days, walk like you’ve been taken hard, and I’ll give you another thousand and pay for your spa day. Got it?”
Trixie had looked at him a little surprised. “I don’t mind if you want—”
“I don’t.”
There was only one woman he wanted. And the night was already wearing on, and he wanted to get to Nikki.
He’d been tempted to allow her to leave after five minutes, but the guys would know. They knew he was not a quick fuck and done. He liked to have a woman screaming in pleasure. He grabbed his book and sat on his bed while Trixie put on a show of a lifetime, and he drowned it all out. She screamed and moved around the room as if she was being taken from corner to corner. There were moments she begged him to not stop, and then whimpered as if he was giving her too much. Trixie was a great little actress, and by three in the morning, she was exhausted. She laid on the floor and asked him if everything was okay. It was the first time a woman at the club had asked him if he was okay. Most assumed something was wrong with him.
Much to his surprise, he told Trixie he had somewhere else to be. He left the club at four and finally arrived at the hotel room at five.
While Trixie had fallen asleep in his room and he’d taken a shower, he allowed her to sleep naked in his bed to give that illusion. He left without even touching her.
But he never thought it was going to be newsworthy enough to get to Nikki’s ears. It had all been a show, an elaborate plan to keep the club off his back and keep Nikki quiet a little longer. He should have known it was going to backfire. Everything else fucking had, why wouldn’t this?
He’d tried to fuck Nikki right out of his system. Each night it only served to fire his need more for her. He wanted her. Hungered for her on a level he didn’t understand. No woman had ever made him feel this way. He was possessed. He had to be.
Something wasn’t right, and now Nikki was gone. He went to her trailer. There was no sign of her car, and he even let himself in. Without Nikki realizing it, he had gotten a second set of keys made so that if he ever needed to, he could let himself right in.
The trailer was empty. No sign of her stopping by. This was not what he wanted to deal with today.
After the trailer, he went to the motel, but he doubted she’d stop there. He went to the parking lot near the salon, and then he realized that even though he’d been with her for several months now, he’d not taken her anywhere. All the times he’d seen her, it had either been at her trailer or the motel.