by J. L. Ostle
“You know the last couple I was with?”
“The cute couple from a few weeks ago?” I nod. “What about them?”
“They are here and want to do round number two, this time the girl wants to go further.”
“And you don’t want to?” She asks me.
“I don’t know what to do. I’m just so confused. I wasn’t expecting to jump right into things after all that went on last weekend.” I put my head in my hands groaning.
“Just say you can’t tonight as you are with me and get their number and say you will call them. If you aren’t interested, you just never call.” That makes sense. How can this girl be so drunk and yet still be very wise?
“You know what to do for everything.”
“Because I am amazing.” We both laugh.
I head back to Lewis and Hilary explaining I’m out with my best friend tonight and to give me their number. They eagerly type in their number on my phone and they both kiss my cheek before heading to the dancefloor, I inwardly hate Violet and Killian. They ruined a good thing for me.
Heading to the bathroom, I do my business and I am washing my hands when I look to the left of me to see Hope sitting on the sink counter smiling seductively at me.
“What do you want Hope?” I go to the hand dryer.
“I saw you turning down the couple. Do they not please you?” I see the pleased look on her face.
“Not at all, I got their number and told them I am here with my friend tonight. Hilary is very happy for me to get more involved.” I say back.
“How long are we going to keep doing this?” She jumps down and walks slowly to me, her black skirt swaying with each movement.
“Doing what?”
“Pretending that there isn’t anything going on between us. The chemistry, the heat.” She stands closer to me.
“You ruined what we had, I am not your second best.” I start to walk around her but she blocks me.
“I made a mistake okay. I know I messed up last time we were in here, but all the words came out wrong. You know we work. Just give us a try.” She presses her lips onto mine. “Let me make you happy.” She whispers. “Just let me.” She kisses me harder, pushing me against the wall.
Grabbing my hand, she guides it to her soaked pussy, guiding my fingers between her folds before guiding me away until my fingers touch my lips. Smiling sweetly at me, she tells me to open up, and I suck my fingers, tasting her.
“Remember how good I taste?” She says. “Want another taste?” She lifts her skirt up slowly, teasing me. I feel her hands go to my shoulders when I hear a cough to the side of me and my eyes bug open when I see Violet standing there, with her see-through black lace short dress.
Seeing her here, in the place I call my regular, it feels surreal. What is she doing here?
“Angel is with me,” Violet says, glaring at Hope.
“Who the hell are you?” Hope stands up straighter, looking at her up and down.
“I am Angel’s girl.” Hearing her say that makes this flutter inside of me. I was immediately attracted to her and seeing her now, I still am.
“Angel and I are busy if you didn’t notice.” Hope smirks. I remember this is what Hope is like. She needs to hold the power, to feel wanted. To be wanted.
“Angel, come with me.” Violet gives me her hand to take, I look at her and Hope and without a second thought, I place my hand in hers.
“Angel, what the fuck?” Hope shouts at me.
“I’m sorry, but she can give me something you can’t.” We walk out of the bathroom and I take her to my table and Hannah looks to her confused. “Hannah this is Violet.” Hannah stands up almost toppling the table over.
“Violet as in ‘the’ Violet?”
“I guess Angel filled you in?”
“Just bits and pieces,” Hannah says coolly.
“How did you find me?”
“On Tinder, it said you were an author so I went on Amazon looking for your books then Facebook stalked you and saw a picture of you here so I thought I would try my luck.” She says sheepishly.
“You must really like my girl here to do all that, just to find her,” Hannah says.
“You have no idea. I haven’t been able to stop thinking about her, you really made an impression on me and also on Killian.” Just hearing her say that name, changes my mood. I sit down crossing my arms.
“I don’t want to hear what’s his name ever again. He doesn’t exist to me anymore.” Violet sits next to me taking hold of my hand.
“You don’t know what happened. Killian is kicking himself for how he acted.”
“Good,” I say stubbornly.
“He wants to explain.” She begs me.
“Tough,” I say sounding like a two-year-old.
“Angel, he is so smitten with you. He hasn’t been at work or been able to look after himself. He is a complete mess.” I look to her and see she’s being serious.
“He hurt me,” I tell her.
“He deserves to suffer.” Hannah jumps in.
“I know. But he is a mess, just please let him explain and if after you still want to stay away, we will let you be.”
“Hannah, what do you think?” I look to Hannah and she thinks it over for a second.
“If he is a mess as she says, and he was the best fuck of your life and you also get her.” She points to Violet. “What do you have to lose? Go and see what he says, there’s no harm to let him talk.”
“I guess I’m going to hear him out.” Violet stands.
“Okay let’s go.”
“What now? I look like a mess.” I pat down my hair.
“You look hot, Killian will be over the moon to just see you, no matter what you look like.” I take a deep breath.
“Okay.” We all walk outside and I see a limo waiting, my mouth drops. “Is that for us?”
“I like to ride in style,” Violet says climbing in.
“Holy shit, she’s rich,” Hannah whispers.
“Want to come?” Violet asks Hannah.
“You don’t need to ask me twice.” She quickly climbs in, I climb in after her. I look around me seeing the long space and when I feel the limo in motion, the butterflies in my stomach start to somersault.
Twenty minutes later we are pulling back up to the huge mansion. Hannah’s nose is stuck to the window taking it all in.
“You weren’t kidding that this place is huge,” Hannah says in awe.
Once pulled up we all get out and I see the two same security men standing at the door and they give us all a nod when we walk in. Walking past the receptionist, she gives me a warm smile and when I get to the main room, it feels like I have never left.
“Holy shit balls,” Hannah says with her mouth hanging open. “This is crazy. Now that I am here, I am so tempted to see the rooms.” I know she is being sarcastic.
“Angel did tell you quite a lot,” Violet says playfully.
“She is my best friend and I had to tell her,” I say, heat spreading up my chest to my cheeks.
“I understand. But if you are interested in checking out the rooms, the hall is just down there.” Violet points and I see Hannah’s face turn white.
“I will think about it.” Hannah clears her throat.
“Come on, let me take you to Killian.” We walk down the different hallway that leads to the elevator and I wonder why he isn’t at the party but I stay quiet as I feel like I could be sick any minute.
When the doors open, Violet knocks on the door before opening it, we all step inside and I see Killian facing the windows in a single chair, he doesn’t turn.
“I told you I wasn’t in the mood for tonight.” He says, his voice scruff.
“I know, but I have a surprise for you,” Violet says softly, walking farther in the room.
“Not. In. The. Mood.” He says each word sternly.
“Turn the fuck around,” Violet says annoyed.
When Killian does as she asks, his eyes go wide when he spots me. He stands up slo
wly, looking me over like he hasn’t seen me in years like I’m not really here. Seeing him just a few feet away from me is making my head spin. I have missed him so much. I have missed them both.
“Holy shit, he is like a God. Of course, you had to fall for a model lookalike.” Hannah says, her eyes trained on him. He looks to her confused.
“This is Hannah, she’s my best friend.” He nods in understanding.
“Angel.” He whispers my name and I swear I can feel it all over me.
“I guess we will leave you to talk,” Violet says taking Hannah’s hand.
“But…” Hannah says before Violet pulls her away and out the door, leaving us two alone.
“You came back.” He says not moving.
“Violet can be very persuasive. She said that you can explain to me what happened last week.” I play with my fingers nervously.
“I bet you hate me, after what I did.” He looks at me and I don’t say a word. I do hate him for what he did, but being here in front of him, I’m finding it hard to stay mad. “Would you like to sit down?” He points to the couch and I walk over taking a seat, he sits beside me.
“I just want to know why. You tell me, then we both can just move on from all this.” I wave my hand around the room.
“I don’t want to move on.” He quickly says. I look at him confused.
“You walked away from me remember? Not the other way around. You fucked me, even though I told you not to be there, you came and then left me hanging, I mean literally. You just left me. I felt so used and so low.”
“I didn’t mean to hurt you. I had to be in that room with you. Seeing those people touch you, pleasing you, knowing it wasn’t me doing that, I saw red. Once you knew it was me, I felt it when you knew. You allowed me to be inside you, even though we were in a room full of people. You let go. It was so beautiful. But fuck me, being inside you was something else. You were so tight, so warm. It took so much control to not come sooner.”
“You felt jealous then you enjoyed the great sex.” I stand up. “I’m glad you liked it, as it will never happen again. I can’t forgive you for walking away. I have to go. This was a mistake.” I start to head to the door, but once my hand touches the handle, I feel his body pushing me against the door pinning me.
“You can’t leave me, not again.”
“You left me,” I say breathlessly. I can feel his erection pressed against me.
“I got scared.” I feel his breath on my neck causing me to shiver.
“Of what?” I turn my head so I can see him. His eyes focused on me.
“You. I couldn’t understand how I have fallen for someone in just a few hours.” My mouth hangs open. He didn’t just say what I think he did, did he? I turn my body wanting to see all of him. “I saw you hanging there, having this aura, this glow around you and I knew that I was so far gone.”
“You have fallen for me?” I ask, even though he just admitted. I just need to hear it again.
“I have. This week has been the worst of my life. I know I need to earn your trust, but please forgive me.” He entwines our fingers, bringing my hands to his chest.
“If I say yes, what happens then?
“We get to be together and help fulfill our pleasures and desires. I want you, Angel, I will do anything to keep you.” I look up into his eyes and see how serious he is.
“What about Violet?”
“It’s up to you. She will understand if you don’t want to share.” I think of Violet, she even admitted she liked me, she is willing to make me and Killian happy even if it hurts her. Even if it meant losing us both.
“I don’t mind sharing her with you.” I smile at him which he returns.
“I don’t mind sharing you with her either.” He releases my hands, placing his on my ass, pulling me into him. “Only her though, no other fucker can touch you.”
“What a very gentleman thing to say.” I giggle.
“I never admitted I was a gentleman.” He smiles mischievously at me, before he kisses me hard, pinning my body against the door, lifting my dress up, smiling when he notices I am not wearing any underwear. “You are going to drive me crazy.” He says against my lips.
“I know.” I smile.
I hate this part as I never know what to say. I have been writing for over two years and I wanted to try something different, so I thought why not an erotica. I love reading steamy books so wanted a book that was hot from beginning to end. Knowing that you gave my book a chance. Each passing day I am so thankful to everyone that helps support me, to keep my dream going. I hope you enjoyed Angel, Killian and Violet’s story.
To my precious, amazing little boy Jake, my number one fan. He is my world and I want to show him that dreams can come true if you are willing to work hard for what you want. I love you so much.
Daniel Martin, even though we have parted ways, you still mean the world to me. You were my first real fan, giving me that big push to write my first ever book and I thank you for doing so in each book I finish.
Elmarie Pieterse, there is so many words I can write in each book praising you, telling you how much I love you and need you. You are my brain twin for life and without you, I would be crying on every sentence that I write. You keep me strong and I thank you for that.
Hannah Clarke, you are my mini-me, my younger double. Thank you for staying by my side throughout this journey. I hope you like the character names I chosen lol
Lauren Haley, if you did read this book I hope it was hot enough for you. Thank you for being there.
Bernie Ivison, I bet you loved this title from our own little joke that was somehow created.
Richard Latimer, you are now officially in my book. Hope this made you feel special
