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.I can't remember the last time a pussy felt that tight and perfect around my dick, I also can't remember the last time I came so damn fast.Hell, I was so ready for the bitch, it took until I was almost getting off to realize that I wasn't even wearing a condom.I never forget condoms.I had to punish her.I just had to.She wasn't anything that I'm use to and it pissed me the fuck off.She was okay with being used and not wanting to cuddle with me.She didn't maul me in the cab, and she gave me the sweetest damn smile I've ever seen when Sharmane ran into her- which would make most women complain.She obviously doesn't know what waxing is, and when I spanked her ass, she never complained but I could tell it wasn't something she was used to.Fuck, just thinking about it has me growing hard again.I slide my hand under the sheet, placing it around my length.Thoughts of Hope's perfect tits, gorgeous smile, and tight little pussy invade my mind without so much as a moment to process what I'm doing- sliding my hand back and forth, masturbating to the girl who has found herself under my skin.Tomorrow I'll forget about her, but for tonight, I'm remembering everything I can about the girl.Especially the way she tried to hold back her cries of pleasure.Damn that girl.At work the next morning, before I even make it to my office, I find myself knocking on my dad's door.He looks up from the desk and tells me to come in."Haven't even finished my morning coffee, what is it that is so important you can't wait an hour?""Paul is in New York and he needs our help.He got ahold of Edison, but he won't give his location.He isn't doing good dad, and I want him found." I walk forward, standing closer to his desk."I need to find him and bring him home before he does anything more to screw his life up."My dad stares at me for a few minutes, pressing his lips together as he processes his thoughts.A deep breath released out his nose gives me an answer before he actually says it out loud, being his trademark for giving in."Do you got the boys number?""Yeah, hold on." I reach into my pocket, grabbing my phone, and once I find his number in the contacts I tell my dad the same digits."I'll see what I can do and I'll keep you posted.You know he got himself in some serious trouble, and although you're not a young lad anymore, you're still my boy, and I don't want you digging your nose into any of his shit until I get things figured out.The people that want him, want him dead, and this could get ugly.""Have you been looking into things already?"Dad folds his arm onto his desk while giving me an are-you-kidding-me look."He is like a second son to me.Of course I've kept tabs on him.He went missing three days ago, after Trapp Sumners let people know his head was worth over ten grand.""Wait.Shit.Are you fucking kidding me?" I start grumbling but my dad slams his fist down on the desk."You listen here," he says, pointing his finger at me."This isn't good, we know that.Trapp is bad news and hard to reason with, but I'm going to see what I can do.You have a job to get done, and you'll do it.Let me deal with this mess.I'll do some tracking and find Paul, you have my word, but don't go digging yourself into this mess or things could get worse."Knowing my dad's word is all I have in this world, I accept everything he tells me, even if I don't like it."Thanks," I tell him before walking out of his office and straight to mine.I close to the door and lean against it, willing myself to be stronger at this moment.Trapp Sumners isn't a good man.Hell, that is an understatement.He is a piece of shit drug lord and when someone fucks him over, he pays to find them- dead or alive.I knew Paul had people after him, I just didn't know they were Trapp's people.I woke up with a sliver of faith, now I have none.With thoughts of Paul at the forefront of my mind, my work day drags on.Every horrible scenario played through my mind like a movie, invading any concentration I had.It didn't help any when Edison messaged to ask about everything.An hour before I was to head home, I finally managed to clear my mind enough to get some of my work done.I only have eight days to help our newest client, so Monday when I make it back into work, I need to make sure to give it my full attention.Unfortunately, it wasn't just Paul that had made its way deep in my thoughts either.Getting out of work finally, the first thing I do is pull my phone out and dial Tristian's number."Hey," he answers the phone.Instead of greeting him, I get right to the point."Hope.She was a girl at the party last night.Do you happen to know her or who brought her?""You're going to have to give me more than a name, man."Of course the first thing that comes to mind is her in my bed last night, biting down on the sheet to avoid yelling out my name.I need to force myself to stop thinking about her that way."Blonde, skinny, beautiful.""That sounds just like half the girls there last night.If you didn't notice, I wasn't really part of the party last night anyways, I found a chick that just.dude, she was wild.Fucking intense."Shaking my head, knowing its best to clear thoughts of Hope, I just tell him, "Yeah, I ended up busy myself.What is happening tonight?""Honestly, I was planning on bringing this chick out for a bite, maybe hit up a bar or something after.""Shit, she must have been amazing if you're bringing her out on a date.""Not a date," he says in complete deadpan.Teasing him, I just say, "Whatever you want to call it dude.Catch you later."I can hear Tristian yelling something out, about me being a douche, but I ignore it while I hang the phone up and slide it into my pocket.I don't have plans tonight and maybe that is a good thing.I don't normally party like I did this week, I usually keep it for the weekends, but it seems a lot was happening this week.I could always dig into my folders and do some work at home, to make up for lost time at work today.Digging through takeout menus after two hours of persistent work, my phone vibrates and I look down to see Tristian’s dumb ass calling my phone.I pick it up, mocking our earlier conversation [ Pobierz całość w formacie PDF ]