Candy Boys (Hot Candy 1)

Even worse, sword guy starts shaking me, and I can feel the panic creeping into the back of my mind like a black tide.

I pull back my fist and punch him in the gut.

Which results in him punching me in the face.

It all goes downhill from there.

He tries to punch me again. I sidestep and duck under the hand he still has on my shoulder, throwing him off balance, and

kick back at his knee.

He howls, then punches me in the kidney.

I go down to one knee, my vision blacking out. The pain runs through me like fire, but I push it down with the ease of long practice and pull on his hand, making him stumble—then turn and punch him in the nuts.

He goes down like a sack of rocks, his cries drawing everyone around us. I kick him again and again, until someone pulls me off him.

I snarl viciously at him, at everyone, a red haze covering everything. Dammit. I’ve let Jet out of the cage.

And the police are coming.

Twisting out of the guy’s hold, I bolt through the crowd, run until my lungs give out and the stitch in my side turns into a tattoo of pain.

I don’t know where I am. There’s an endless avenue in front of me, mostly empty. I bend over, panting hard.

A crumbled piece of paper falls out of my hand. The business card. It’s hardly readable anymore, but I can make out the name and phone number.

Nothing to lose, right?

I lost it all already, long ago.

Chapter Four

CANDY

Title: Kitty Trouble

From Candy Boys (Blog Serial)

With a possessive growl, J-Two drags me on to his lap, and his greedy hands roam all over my luscious curves. “Who’s been a bad girl, huh?”

“Are you going to punish me with your huge rod?” I whisper, raking my nails down the tattoos on his chest. “Lash my kitty?”

“If you give him your kitty,” J-One drawls from behind me, sliding his monster cock between my thighs, “I’ll have your ass.”

I can’t believe I just met Jethro Connors.

And invited him to apply for Annie’s position.

OMG. What was I thinking?

…right, I wasn’t thinking at all. Seeing a hunk like him in the flesh can do that to a girl. He’s way hotter in person than those blurry pics implied.

Way sexier.

Cute, in a wild, bad boy way with his spiky black hair and dark eyes, and that fuck-all raspy voice… Electric. He’s a vibrating string, a fey-like creature, savage and graceful and hot as hell.

He’ll never apply for the position, right?