fractured pieces held together by the grit of my brothers.
sanity—questionable at best.
every time someone says I’m a cold-blooded monster.
when she walked away.
to become the man I am today.
back with a threat on her tail, and I’m the only man who can protect her. My
brothers don’t know the reason she left, but they’re about to find out.
is a hell of a ride—it’s chaotic, gritty, raw, and unrelenting.
society’s outcasts survive their deviance?
wall as I enter my bedroom. Cindi’s on my bed waiting for me like I knew she would be. Her long brown
locks flowing over her exposed breasts as she sits up on my bed in only a pair
of barely-there panties.
twitches fighting back a smile. Her dark shadowed eyes giving her a sultry look
as her pouted glossy lips make her seem tempting. “Looks like you’re all worked
up and ready to go. Got some energy you need to expel there, Trax?” she asks
circling a piece of her brunette hair around her pointer finger in a way which
would usually make my cock hard. Pictures of Mylee in this very room flood
through my mind, so I slam my door shut with a harsh thud. My breathing is fast
as I try to rid the images of Mylee and me naked in my bed, but they keep
coming like a slide show.
breaks me from my thoughts. I walk over to her determined not to let Mylee get
into my brain.
I need. Her plump ass lifts up in the air, her black lace thong showing me her
perfect cheeks ready for me to punish as I see fit. I step up to her clenching
my fingers in and out ready to make her pretty tanned ass a nice shade of pink
when suddenly I hear gentle rapping on the door which makes both our heads
through the door.
My cock automatically pulsing at the thought of her being in this room, in this
bed, instead of Cindi.
opening my eyes to see Cindi chewing on her bottom lip, assessing me.
slap Cindi’s ass, to rubbing my temple trying to ease out the tension as I step
back taking a breath.
“Trax, it’s okay. We can finish this another time,” Cindi says, the kindness in
her voice I don’t deserve.
in an attempt to soothe me. “Trax, I’ve known you a long time. Whoever the girl
is on the other side of that door…” she rubs her hand up and down my chest, “…
you want her more than you want me. Trust me. You can try to deny it all you
want, but it’s written all over your face and in your body language.” Cindi
leans up gently placing a chaste kiss on my cheek.
you so up on body language?”
she replies with a shrug then turns grabbing her clothes, holding them to her
bare chest as she reaches for the door handle. She pulls the door open to
Mylee, who opens her eyes wide when she sees Cindi practically naked. Mylee
gasps trying to look anywhere but at her.
“He’s all yours gorgeous, but go easy on him. He’s a little rattled,” Cindi
mistaken—a look of hurt flashing in her eyes.
for. And even if I did, nothing happened with Cindi, so she can stop with the
fucking sad puppy eyes. “Don’t look at me like that,” I snap at her.
straightens her shoulders. “You’re right. I have no reason to expect anything of you. What you do here is of your own free
effect then continue, “Is there something you wanted, Mylee? Or did you just
come here to screw up my fucking life again?”
words, but she steps inside my room closing the door behind her, making my
world feel a whole lot smaller. Suddenly, it’s just her and me, back where it
all began. Everything rushes through my mind, and I have to turn away from her
to try to gather my balls to shove them back in place.
lets out a heavy breath which makes me turn to look at her, her eyes are glassy
and her bottom lip trembles, “… I wasn’t
Adelaide, South Australia. With a background in graphic design and a flair for
all things creative, she felt compelled to write the story brewing in her mind.
cry, and get completely enveloped with the characters and their story lines.
She feels completely at home when writing and wouldn’t consider doing anything