Total pages in book: 266
Estimated words: 250787 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 1254(@200wpm)___ 1003(@250wpm)___ 836(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 250787 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 1254(@200wpm)___ 1003(@250wpm)___ 836(@300wpm)
Then he speaks again. “He’s friends with Tyson?”
Getting irritated happens much easier when I’m drunk. I place a hand on my hip. “Why does it matter who he’s friends with?”
“Ryat and Sin?” He arches a brow at me.
The hairs on the back of my neck rise. What the fuck? Tyson makes sense. He’s the owner of this club, and everyone knows who he is. They don’t know him as a Lord, but definitely by name. But to also recognize Ryat and Sin? It’s throwing up red flags. I guess he could know them from Barrington, but something tells me that’s not it. Kids from all around the world attend Barrington, not just the Lords.
He goes to say something, but Chelsea grabs his arm to pull him toward the dance floor, wanting to dry hump him.
I turn, motion to the bartender, and order another round. I’m already getting drunk, but if Haidyn plans to take me home, I’m getting smashed.
HAIDYN
She closes the place down. Not that I’m surprised. I can tell when a woman is on a mission to get drunk, and she has accomplished it.
I have one hand in hers and the other on her back as I guide her out of the back exit to the parking lot. Unlocking Sin’s car, I place her in the passenger seat before sliding into the driver’s seat. She leans her forehead on the window while I drive out of town. My eyes sneak a quick peek, and I see her minidress has ridden up on her thighs. High enough that I can see her nude lace thong. Thoughts of what I did to her in her basement make me hard.
I watched the video of her getting off while I was balls deep in her ass four times today. Her body was so responsive. I want to see what else her body likes, even if her mind doesn’t.
We pull up to my house, and I leave Sin’s Zenvo TSR-S in the driveway. Getting out, I remove her from the passenger seat and carry her inside. My eyes catch sight of the blacked-out Aston Martin sitting in my driveway that comes and goes as it pleases.
It’s the reason I bought this place four years ago. My brothers don’t know I have it. Charlotte changes those plans as well. She changes everything. If she can find me, who says someone else can’t?
I carry her into my bedroom, where I kick it shut before laying her on the bed. I remove her heels and place them on the couch at the end of the footboard. Stepping next to the bed, I slowly run my fingertips along her tan legs, up over her thighs, and push her mini dress up in the process, taking in the small wet spot that covers her underwear.
The urge to bury my head between her thighs and wake her up with my tongue fucking her sweet cunt comes to mind, but not tonight.
Pushing the dress to her waist, I pull her thong down her legs and toss it to the side. Then I push her dress up over her breasts. It takes me a second to get her arms out of it, and she moans from the movement, but her eyes remain closed as I pull it up and over her head.
Stepping away from the bed, I exit the primary suite and walk through the house to the kitchen. On my way, I grab a bottle of water out of the fridge and some painkillers out of the cabinet.
I’m walking down the hallway back to my room when I hear muffled moaning coming from one of the spare bedrooms. I know the sound of a gagged woman when I hear it. Plus, the slapping of bodies gives them away, along with the sound of the headboard hitting the wall.
Entering the bedroom once again, I find her lying naked on the bed where I left her. “Charlotte?” I run my knuckles along her cheek, looking over her makeup. Her lipstick has worn off from the kiss and the countless drinks she’s had tonight. My eyes quickly scan the bruises that I gave her while I had her in her basement. “Wake up, doll face. I need you to take these.”
She arches her back and lets out a whimper.
“Come on.” I place my arm under her neck and sit her up, ignoring the hard dick pressing painfully against my zipper. Her heavy eyes flutter open and meet mine. “Take these.” I prop her up against the headboard and place them in her hand while I pick up her legs and pull down the black satin sheets.
She tosses them into her mouth, and I hand her the water. She gulps some down, swallowing the pills without thought before giving me the bottle.
I help her lie back down under the bedding, covering her up. I go to walk away when her hand reaches out and grabs mine. I turn to see her dazed eyes looking up at me. “Are you going to share me with your friends?”