BAD BOY ROMANCE: A Wifey for the Bad Boy (Contemporary Alpha Male Romance Book) (New Adult Alpha Male Romance Short Stories)

by Ava May

  Ronda had spent many days thinking about him after he had abandoned her. She missed him now and then, but she felt she had moved on. On seeing Alexander standing in front of her, she realized how wrong she was. Butterflies fluttered in her stomach, but her heart was reduced to an endless pit of grief that revealed its self through droplets of tears in her eyes. Collecting herself, Ronda flashed a bright smile and greeted the only man she had ever loved.

  “Hello Alexander, didn’t quite expect to see you here.”

  “Well, I did expect to see you here. That’s my painting there you were seeing.”

  “Oh. Oh, I see. It’s a lovely piece of work.”

  “Thank you.”

  A long awkward silent phase passed between the two, during which neither of them had any idea about what to say to each other. There were so many questions that needed to be answered. But neither of them knew who would make the first move. Alexander bit the bullet first.

  “I’m sorry Ronda for pulling the disappearing act.”

  “What?”

  “I’m sorry for pulling the disappearing act. I should have told you something before leaving, but I didn’t”

  “It does not really matter now, does it?”

  In her heart of hearts, Ronda knew it still mattered. She had to know why he had left her. It was mandatory for her to close that chapter of her life once and for all.

  “Yeah. Maybe it doesn’t.”

  “So why did you leave?”

  “I leave when I leave. If I get bored, I hit the road. I can’t stay at one place, you see.”

  “Why couldn’t you tell me?”

  “There was no point. You wouldn’t have let me go. You were in love with me.”

  “Weren’t you?”

  “I don’t know. Maybe I was. Maybe I wasn’t. I’m not quite sure.”

  “That’s the most disgusting answer I have ever heard.”

  Ronda left with tears in her eyes. The only time she had felt love was for someone who did not even deserve it. Alexander had hurt her once again. She shut herself from the outside world for quite a period of time. The twins assumed she was busy with her professional commitments and hence could not meet them regularly. After a week, they were worried and they decided to visit Ronda. They were amazed to see her holed up in her house like a veritable Mrs. Havisham. They tried to cheer her up, but they failed. She would not listen to any of their entreaties. After a long persuasion, she ultimately broke down and told them about Alexander.

  Tony being the impatient and short-tempered young man that he was, immediately wanted to find Alexander and teach him a lesson or two on treating women.

  “That fool needs to know what it is like to hurt Ronda Jenkins. Just say the word, Ron, and I will see to it that he never poses a problem to any other woman.”

  Matthew calmed him down with much difficulty. They sat by Ronda, wiping her tears and continuing their efforts to cheer her up. She had decided to break up with the twins, but seeing their behavior she changed her mind and realized that she was just being silly. The twins actually valued her above a lot of other things in their lives and she was grateful for it. She had indeed found love a second time in the twins. They spent a night recollecting their memories of childhood and cuddling each other. They were like innocent children in the Garden of Eden, thoroughly in love with one another.

  Matthew dragged Ronda to the restroom and stripped her. The twins pampered her by giving her a massage and a bath. They helped her to dress up and took her out for a scrumptious dinner. Ronda was lucky to have the two men in her life. Alexander’s memory faded away for her and she had gained the closure that she had been looking for all this while. She was wrong. She was never in love with Alexander. He provided a different perspective to her. She had fallen in love with that perspective, not with Alexander. She was probably always in love with the twins. All through dinner, the twins took especial care to make sure she was smiling, laughing and having a good time. They treated her like she deserved. Tony and Matthew even went a step further and bad mouthed Alexander just to make Ronda feel good.

  It was a special night for all three of them. It had started raining while they were still on their main course. The air was cool and the soft breeze that blew with the rain carried with it the aroma of the wet earth satiated of its thirst. It was a night to relive happy memories and to create some pleasant ones. It was a night that reminded Ronda of the perspective of love that she had so fallen in love with. Tonight, she belonged with the twins and she knew that they felt the same. They raised a toast to new loves that evening and waited patiently for the night to drench them in a burst of insane passion. Tonight, the three lovers conspired to compose poetry of love, an epic of passion and a melody of ecstasy.

  Chapter 5

  The rain outside provided the music to their pagan love song. The night was a sharp contrast to their drunken wilderness. Ronda kissed Matthew, with their lips and tongues dancing to the rhythm of their passion as Tony gently unzipped her dress, baring her smooth ample back. He kissed her back as he gently glided the dress off her shoulders and down her body, revealing the glistening white skin. Matthew caressed her breast while Ronda unbuttoned his shirt. Tony focused his attention on Ronda’s neck as his brother was helped to undress. Ronda turned to kiss Tony and undress him, while Matthew squeezed and rubbed her breasts from behind. The brothers kissed every inch of the woman they had always been in love with. They sucked her nipples gently, while caressing the lines of her lady parts. Ronda breathed heavily, excited by their warm touches. Tony lifted her up and gently laid her on the bed. The brothers licked her skin, serving her like she was some ethereal goddess. They had always viewed her as a Goddess, as Demeter herself, her succulent, pendulous breasts, her wide hips, her ample waist: she was sensuousness epitomized. They formed a daisy chain. Tonight, they would love each other. Matthew positioned himself between Ronda’s legs while Tony pleasured Matthew’s manhood and Ronda swallowed Tony. Their bodies trembled with the synchronization of pleasure and convulsed as the melody of pleasure moved higher towards the harmony of fulfillment. It was synesthesia. The sound of the rain, the smell of the damp earth, their tastes, and the sight of their sculptured bodies and the touch of their warm skin blended to form an orchestra of ecstasy that only the three of them could witness and experience. They exploded in each other’s mouth in a gush of sweetness and citric acidity. The brothers interchanged to complete the cycle of pleasure. Tony put himself at the service of Ronda’s earthy taste, while it was Matthew’s turn to love his brother and Ronda focused on pleasuring Matthew. Their tongues flicked in rhythm to one another; their trembles were synchronized to the beats of the adrenaline rush that the pleasure caused. They continued to swallow each other till they rushed in the labyrinth of ecstasy one more time, causing sweet explosions in each other’s mouth. Ronda’s vagina yearned for her men to gratify her. Tony let the Goddess ride him, while Matthew pleasured her bouncing breasts. He rubbed her clitoris as she gyrated her hips against his. She curved herself and invited Matthew to gratify her anus. She had always dreamt of the brothers pleasuring her together and she would make it happen that night. Tony and Matthew had met their perfect partner. They had been waiting for her all this while. They refused to accept defeat and continued with their games of synchronized orgasms. They continued redefining the rules of love making throughout the night. They tried various positions ranging from the humble missionary to the intimate Lotus. They were living their dream and they would live it fully.

  As she recalled the memory of the night in its entirety while watching the rain from her spacious living room, she could feel the goose bumps on her skin. She craved to be touched and pleasured. She craved for the twins. She craved for that night. This one time Tony had rolled an ice cube down her spine. The thought of it sent a chill down the skin of her back and she wanted Matthew’s warm lips on her navel and her breasts. It was almost time for her guests to come, but she found it impossible to shake the remembra
nces of that night. Surely her guests would not mind this reverie! Matthew would play this little trick with her. It had scared her so much but she had grown to enjoy it. He would suck her nipples and wet it thoroughly, then bring the flame of his lighter as close to her nipples as possible. He had steady hands and he had never hurt her. The feeling of fear, the heat and the dampness of the wet nipple combined used to arouse her immensely. She would love to experience that again. They had blindfolded her that night and had asked her to figure out whose manhood she was swallowing based on taste. She had identified them correctly. Ronda felt Tony always tasted like strawberries and Matthew tasted more smoky. They loved playing games of tastes. She looked at the clock again. They would be here any minute now. She must get ready. She got up from her seat and readied the dinner table, constantly aware of the touch of either brother. She had cooked a lovely meal tonight for her guests. They always loved anything she cooked. Ronda was wet between her legs. If only the twins were there at that moment, she would have been instantly gratified. The twins had never refused her. Their affair was a prolonged one and it almost never seemed to end. They had made love to one another repeatedly. They had almost moved in to each other’s places because they did not have enough of each other. The paparazzi were still clueless as to why their love lives had dried up. They had found someone else to focus on. The budding artist Alexander Rodgers was notorious for abandoning his women unceremoniously and he was receiving a lot of flak for it. Ronda smiled to herself. Karma was indeed a bitch. She heard the screeching of a car downstairs. She ran to the balcony and looked down. It was her guests. They were here. At last! Her guests knew how to test her patience. They had always done so no matter how many times she had asked them not to make her wait long enough. But her guests were incorrigible. They enjoyed torturing her. Before long, the doorbell rang. Ronda smiled brightly with a glint of mischief in her eyes and remarked, “At last Tony and Matthew are here.”

  THE END

  Doctor, Doctor

  Doctor, Doctor

  It had been a rough life for Lexi, she had grown up in a family that did not have any money at all. She spent her childhood in the streets of the worst part of town and often times she would go to bed still hungry. She would lay away half of the night listening to gunshots over the top of her parents arguing and when she finally did fall asleep, she had to worry about bugs crawling on her as she slept.

  She had not lived the type of life that you would call nice or even normal, but for her it was all that she knew. That was why no one was surprised when Lexi moved out of her parents’ house at the age of 18 and chose to live on the streets. When she had first decided to move out she had done so because she thought that she would be staying with friends. As time went on she got tired of moving from couch to couch each night and would often just sleep out in the park instead of trying to figure out which friend would let her stay with them.

  She called them friends but they really did not care about her. She knew guys who would get her high and she knew girls that would hang out with her because they knew they would get free drugs if they were with her but she didn’t really have any friends.

  Lexi was a beautiful girl with light skin, long dark curls that fell down her back and framed her face and the bluest eyes anyone had ever seen, but the thing that stood out the most was her smile. Lexi’s smile truly was one in a million, it would make any man fall in love with her but she refused to let that happen.

  Lexi had met many men, but she refused to rely on them, she refused to turn into her mother and never be able to take care of herself. She would go out on dates every now and then just so she could get a free meal, but never let it lead to anything more. How could she after all? When a man wanted to take her to her place she had to refuse because she had no place. Very few people actually knew that she was living on the streets because she was great at covering it up.

  Each day Lexi would get up and she would go to work just like everyone else. She was young, still 19 and was working at a couple different fast food places in town. She saved all of her money and unlike the other girls she knew she did not waste it on drugs or alcohol. She knew that soon she would have a place of her own.

  When Lexi would get to work she would sneak into the bathroom and lock the door, clean herself up, fix her hair and makeup then she would clock in. She even took the time each evening to wash her uniforms at the local laundry mat. She knew that if people knew the way she really lived, no one would want to talk to her.

  That was until she was at work one day. She was standing at the front counter waiting on customers when one of the well-known doctors from the area walked in. She had spoken to him a few times and he was always nice to her. He always gave her a few dollars for a tip and she loved when he came in because it meant that she would get to eat lunch that day.

  Lexi refused to spend the money that she earned while she was at work and felt that it was wrong for her to have to work an hour just to pay for her lunch so she refused to do it. Every now and then the cooks would sneak her something, but she never knew when that was going to happen. When the doctor came in she was sure she would have a hot meal.

  He walked up to the counter and smiled at her. “Lexi,” he said, ignoring the menu and focusing only on her. “I saw you in the park last night.”

  Lexi’s blood went cold. She had slept in the park the night before and fear flooded through her as she wondered if he knew. “Don’t worry, I am not going to tell anyone,” he continued confirming Lexi’s fears. “I do want you to come by the office so we can do a checkup on you. Just so I know you are okay. We might even be able to work out a deal. You know I do have a small house up for rent.”

  Lexi shook her head. “I will be fine. I almost have enough money to get a place of my own.”

  The doctor smiled. “You do know the house is fully furnished right? All you have to do is let me make sure everything is okay and we will get something worked out.”

  Lexi’s eyes lit up at the thought of having a place of her own and having it furnished. She had no idea what the doctor’s angle was but at that point she did not care. She would do anything not to have to sleep in the park again.

  “Okay,” she smiled.

  “Great,” he smiled back at her and she could see a twinkle in his eyes. “Come by after work and we will get everything settled.”

  “Oh, I have to work really late tonight, I am sure you won’t be open,” she said as she wrinkled her forehead and frowned.

  “Don’t worry,” he answered. “I’ll be there.”

  Lexi agreed that she would meet the doctor at his office; he ordered his meal and gave her 10 dollars so that she could eat. She was amazed at what a wonderful man he really was and even though she knew he was married and much older than she was, she found herself attracted to him.

  His name was Dr. Daniel Mitchell; people called him Dr. Dan for short. He was a tall man, in his early 30’s, and he had blonde hair, the bluest blue eyes and skin that looked as if it had been kissed by the sun. Lexi could tell that he worked out as well. The muscles in his arms were large and she noticed that he had a very cute butt, much like the basketball players that she had gone to school with before she graduated.

  Deep inside she wished that she could meet a man like him; he was the gentlest man she had ever known and could not imagine him ever raising his voice. Unlike her father, he was mature and was always kind to everyone. She imagined that his wife was the happiest woman on the planet.

  Lexi shook her head and got back to work. She knew that she had a long day ahead of her. She was pulling a double shift which she usually did when she had the day off at her other job. She tried to work as much as possible now, she knew that the people she had been hanging around with were not good for her and even though she had a hard time saying no, if she told them that she had to work they seemed to leave her alone.

  There were times that they would tell her to blow off work, but that was one thing Lexi refused to do. She was
not the type of person who anyone would think was going out and getting high on a regular basis. Instead, she was quiet and reserved, people called her sweet and she was known for being very smart but there were times when life was simply more than she could handle. It was during those times that she would find herself out with her “friends”.

  The group of them never did anything other than sit in one of their apartments and get high; they never went to see a movie or went out to eat. They were not the type of group that caused trouble in town, but they were still not the type of group that one would want to be associated with.

  Lexi knew that if she continued to do the things that she had been doing for so long that she would never find a man like Dr. Dan. She knew that she would end up being stuck with a man like her father and she would live an unhappy life.

  As the day went on Lexi began to think more and more about her future. The idea that she would have a real home of her own made her want to make big changes in her life. She felt as if she would be getting a fresh start, a new beginning and finally she felt as if her options were limitless. She still had no idea what the doctor meant when he said they would come to an agreement, but it didn’t really matter to her. She had been called naïve in the past, but she thought of herself as innocent. No matter what her gut told her about the situation she trusted that the doctor was a good man and that he was simply looking out for her.