Naughty Tales Collection

“Oh yeah. So you’d be mine all night long?” His grin is wolfish, predatory.

“Well,” I slowly draw out, “I’m already reserved.”

“The fuck you are.” He snarls. “By who?”

“I have no,” I gasp as he slams me down onto him, “idea.”

“I would have to watch you dance for some other son of a bitch all fucking night?” His control snaps and he picks me up, carrying me over to the wall where he grips both of my wrists and slams them over my head.

“I would be giving him three lap dances and his own strip tease on stage for all to see.” I know exactly what this information will do to his control, but I taunt him anyways.

“Fuck. No.” His hips are thrusting wildly as he slams in and out of my body. The pain nearly unbearable as I feel my body shake with my desire.

“They allow touching too.” He bites my neck roughly and I know I’ll be bruised. I don’t stop though. “Hips, thighs, arms, only.”

“I’ll fucking rip his arms off his body and beat him to death with them.” His threat, serious as it is, turns me on further.

“I heard some girls allow more though, you could get one of them.” I supply helpfully.

“I fucking want you. Not some other random chick. You’re mine, not them.” I’m pleased that he doesn’t ask what more some girls allow. “This sweet little pussy is mine and no one else better fucking touch it or I’ll kill them.”

He continues to slam into me, my thighs shake with the aching pain and my heartbeat is out of control. “Oh Jack. Oh God. Ohhhhhh.” I moan my pleasure as I feel him release into me.

Every heated splash coats my insides and I can only hope this feeling stays with me all night long.

Chapter Five

Jack

This is complete fucking bullshit.

I sit behind my desk at nearly noon waiting to hear from Eden. She worked later than anticipated because one of the other girls was in an accident on the way to work and was sent to the hospital. By three I had to get home to sleep and grudgingly left her there.

She swore the bouncers always walked the girls to their cars and since I gave her a ride to work, she’d just hitch one with one of the other girls. She texted me when she got home at six and I was pissed.

How the fuck can they expect her to work such long hours? Especially after she’d been up almost all damn day.

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“Mr. Daily?” Mrs. Archer pokes her head into my office.

“What?” I snap, my shitty mood being taken out on everyone else.

“Mr. Glass is here to see you.” I didn’t call for the kid.

“Send him in.” I tell her as I continue to stare at my computer screen, the words are blurred as my anger continues to rise.

Seeing a shadow in the doorway, I stand up. “Oliver, what can I—” My words halt as I see it’s not Eden’s younger brother but an older version. “How can I help you?”

“You’re Jack Daily?” The young man asks. I nod. “The one who gave my little brother a hundred bucks so you could fuck my sister?” And now I know where this is going.

“Shut the door.” I bark, grateful the office is empty. He slams it shut and storms towards me. I meet him halfway. “Who are you exactly?”

“Carson, Eady’s older brother.” Ahh, now it makes more sense.

“I see.” Rubbing a hand along my stubbled jaw, I was too aggravated to shave this morning. Plus, I wanted to see what Eden’s flesh would look like nice and red.

“Well, are you the one fucking my sister?” Wrong fucking choice of words.