Walk of Shame Series (Books 1-6)

by Victoria Ashley

  Stone

  THE BACON SIZZLING, HAS ME rushing from the toaster, back over to the stove before it burns.

  “Owe, fuck!” That shit hurts.

  I knew there was a reason why I stopped cooking bacon. Bacon grease hurts like a bitch when it pops you in the face.

  Getting the bacon under control, I quickly whip up some eggs—over easy—like she eats them and slide them onto a plate.

  It’s been a while since I’ve cooked Sage breakfast, but after last night, all I’ve been able to think about are the ways that I can take care of her.

  Which led me to waking my ass up at the ass crack of dawn and thawing out some bacon for breakfast.

  After everything’s cooked and plated up, I push her bedroom door open and walk in to see her sleeping, with the covers kicked down to her feet.

  She’s sleeping in a thong and that little sheer top that I love so damn much on her. There’s only one way I can think about waking her up right now and that involves my face in her sexy, round ass.

  There’s a huge chance that she might kick my ass afterward, but it’ll be worth the risk.

  Carefully, crawling into the bed behind her, I lean down and bite her ass cheek, holding her down with my hands.

  She instantly begins screaming and squirming in my arms as I continue to gently bite her ass, teasing her.

  “Stop!” She begins slapping at me and laughing, while trying to get away from me. “Oh my God! It tickles. It tickles. Holy shit! Stop!”

  Laughing against her ass, I bite her one last time, just to work her up, before slapping her ass and releasing her, allowing her to flip around to face me.

  As soon as she does, she tackles me down to the bed and straddles me, holding my arms down. “I should so kick your sexy ass right now.”

  Smiling, I free my arms from her hold and grip both of her ass cheeks, placing her roughly on my dick. “So you’re saying you’ll be aggressive with me.”

  I flex my dick, causing it to move beneath her. It’s hard as shit now and I want nothing more than to skip breakfast and treat her to something else.

  Giving me a dirty little smile, she slowly moves down my body as if she’s working her face down toward my dick. Her mouth opens to bite the band of my sweats as if to pull them down with her teeth, but then she stops and sniffs the air with a playful smile. “Mmm . . . what’s for breakfast.”

  Giving my dick a hard bite, through my sweats, she slaps my chest and jumps off of me to run out of the room.

  “Dammit,” I whisper to myself.

  Jumping out of her bed, I push down on my erection and make my way into the kitchen to see Sage already seated at the table, shoving bacon into her mouth.

  “Soooo good,” she mumbles around her food. “I almost forgot how good you are at cooking breakfast. What do I need to do to get this kind of treatment more often?”

  I smile. “Sleep in that sexy little outfit and kick the blanket down at night. It might also help to keep the door open so I can creep.”

  “Ha! And help you creep. That’s just too easy on your part.”

  “You might just wake up to a surprise.” I wink.

  Seeing how much she’s enjoying her breakfast makes it worth the blue balls that I’ll most likely have for the next hour, until I can work my shit out in the shower.

  Her happiness is all I’m worried about. I’d do anything to see her smile every day and I’m hoping to show her that.

  I take a seat across from her and dig into my own plate. I try to focus on my food, but I can’t stop thinking about that asshole trying to fuck with Sage. “What are you doing after work? Going out?”

  She looks up from her plate. “I don’t know yet. Maybe writing for a bit and then hanging with Jade. Why?”

  I shake my head. “Just wondering where you’ll be.”

  “I’m not hanging out with Knight if that’s what you’re asking. I don’t want anything to do with that asshole.”

  My jaw tenses at his name. “Good. That shit won’t be happening as long as I’m still breathing.”

  “You sound like Hemy.” Her mouth turns up into a small, knowing smile. “You boys and your overprotectiveness. I’ll never have to worry as long as I have you both.”

  She gets quiet, as if she’s just now realizing what she’s said.

  It’s the fucking truth. I just hope she can see that and stop fighting it.

  “Never forget that,” I say firmly. “And promise me you’ll call me if that asshole ever shows up at the salon again. I’ll rip the fucker’s throat out.”

  “I promise, Stone. He won’t be coming back. So don’t worry.” She clears her throat and finishes off her orange juice, before standing. “I need to take a quick shower before work.” Grabbing the back of my head, she gently kisses me on the lips, grazing me with her tongue, before she pulls away. “Thanks for breakfast.”

  “Welcome, Beautiful girl,” I whisper as she walks away. “Stop shaking your ass like that. Fuck . . .”

  Damn . . . I’m going to need a long shower when she leaves.

  I HAVE TWO MORE HOURS before I have to be at the club, so I go to the gym that Styx manages, knowing that he’ll most likely be there until our shift starts tonight.

  When he’s not fucking some random chick in a back room or shaking his dick at W.O.S; he’s here working out or barking orders at people.

  The dude doesn’t mess around when it comes to him running the gym for his uncle. Between spending his days here and his nights at the club, I don’t know how the fucker ever has any free time.

  “What’s up, Bro.” Styx runs over to me, sweaty and out of breath. “Getting some lifting in before work?”

  “Nah, man. Not tonight.” I pull out my headphones and toss my gym bag aside. My mind hasn’t left Sage all day and running on the treadmill usually helps calm my mind. “Running off some frustration.”

  Styx laughs, while wiping his sweat off with his shirt. “What, jerking your shit in the shower didn’t do the fucking trick?”

  “Does it ever really?”

  He smirks when some hot chick with pale, purple hair walks by, running her hand across his bare stomach.

  “I’ll be back. Maybe . . .”

  Shaking my head, I put my headphones on and jump on the treadmill, hoping to clear my thoughts.

  Every so often, I look up to see a new chick on the treadmills beside me, checking me out and giving me the look. Knowing that they’ll never satisfy my craving for Sage, I continue to run hard, ignoring them, until they give up and leave.

  Getting laid by some random chick, is the last thing on my fucking mind right now.

  Stepping off the treadmill, I look around to see if Styx’s ass is still around. I haven’t seen him since he disappeared over an hour ago.

  Our shift starts in less than thirty minutes so I need to find his ass and get him out of here.

  I walk around the whole gym, but don’t see his ass anywhere, so I look outside for his motorcycle to see it still parked out front. I know the fucker is here somewhere.

  There’s only one place left he could be.

  Not bothering with knocking, I push his office door open to see his naked ass as he pounds into the chick from earlier.

  Holding her up against the wall, he thrusts into her hard and deep and then stops. “Fuck . . . your pussy feels good. Nice and wet for me. So tight.”

  Pulling her away from the wall, he turns around and slams her roughly against his desk, before gripping her neck, choking her.

  “Shit,” he growls, when he sees me. “Already?”

  “Yeah, Fucker. Hurry your ass up.”

  The hot girl tilts her head back to look at me. “Oh wow.” She bites her bottom lip, while looking me over and gripping at Styx’s broad shoulders, digging her nails in. “Can your friend here join?”

  Styx shrugs, not giving a shit either way. As long as his dick is buried between her legs, he could care less about what she does with her mouth.

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�Sorry, Babe.” I give Styx a hard look when he begins fucking her again as if I’m not even standing here and shit. “Seriously?”

  “Gotta get the job done, Asshole. Just give me five minutes.”

  “Five minutes and you better run out the fucking door naked with your dick in your hand if you have to. We can’t be late.”

  I back out of the office and shut the door behind me, giving him his time. All I can hear after I’m outside is the girl screaming loudly, and shit being broken. The fucker is rough as shit. Almost scary sometimes, but the women always seem to enjoy it.

  Random people around the gym look my way, wanting to know what’s happening in the office. I’m not lying for the asshole.

  “The dicks getting laid. I’m sure you’re all used to it by now,” I say, before walking away to gather my shit and wait for him outside.

  I’d leave his ass, but I know damn well that Cale would ream my ass if he knew I let Styx be late on one of our busiest nights.

  Fucking Styx and his dick. Always finding some way to get in trouble . . .

  Sage

  JADE HAS BEEN GOING ON about who knows what for the last hour, but I haven’t been able to concentrate on anything other than Stone.

  He looked stressed when I left for work this morning and I have a feeling that it was because he’s worried about Knight bothering me again.

  I sent him a message over an hour ago to let him know that I’m at Jade’s house with her, but he hasn’t responded to it. For some reason I just want to let him know that I’m safe.

  It’s a busy night for the club, so I doubt he’ll have his phone on him at all tonight.

  “ . . . long day and I just want to get laid. Is that too much to ask? I work hard, dammit.”

  I only catch the end of what she says, but the get laid part is a good enough reason for her to agree to what I’m about to suggest.

  “Let’s go see the boys. That should make your night ten thousand times better.”

  Jade perks up, setting her bag of bacon jerky aside. “Now that’s a damn good idea.” She jumps to her feet. “Let me throw some pants on and brush my teeth.”

  “Good idea.” I laugh as she runs pant less into her room, looking fully awake for the first time since I walked through her door.

  “You could’ve been nice enough to throw on pants before your guest arrived. Just saying.”

  “I may be nice, but not that nice.” She grabs for her purse and keys. “Let’s go. I’ll drive.”

  Jade smiles the whole way to the club.

  “What are you smiling so much about?” I ask, when she parks.

  She pulls her keys out of the ignition and turns to me. “We’re here to watch the boys. Please do tell me what there isn’t to smile about.”

  She has a point there.

  “Gotcha, but tone it down a bit before people think you’re crazy or something.”

  We both laugh.

  When we get to the door, Kass is taking IDs. He gives us a wink when he notices us in the crowd. “Get up here, Ladies.”

  A few of the girls sound their disappointment, but Kass just gives them his heart stopping smile and pulls us up to the front of the line.

  “These girls are gonna love us,” Jade points out. “Not that I mind one bit.” She smiles sweetly. “Thanks, Sweetie.”

  “Figured you wouldn’t,” Kass says smoothly. “Get your asses in there.”

  “What would we do without you boys, Kass?” I grab his hand and wink when he reaches his out to hold mine.

  “Go enjoy the show.”

  He gives me a pat on the butt to get me moving, before turning back to handle the line of women.

  Jade grips my arm when we walk in to Styx on the stage, stripping out of a pair of leather pants and biker boots. “Holy motherfucking shit. That man is hawt. Please tell me he owns a motorcycle.”

  “You’re not lying,” I agree. “Those pants look delicious on that man’s firm ass. I can see why he spends so much time in that gym he manages.”

  After grabbing some drinks from Sara, we make our way over to a table and quickly look up at the stage to see what everyone is suddenly screaming about.

  Styx’s leather pants are hanging so low on his hips that the top of his shaft is on display for the hundreds of women in the crowd.

  We all watch extra hard as he holds up a bottle of chocolate syrup and squirts it on his abs, moving his body to the slow, seductive rhythm and letting the chocolate slowly run down his body, coating his front.

  Tossing the bottle aside, he fingers for some girl to enter the stage, before placing his hand on her head and dropping her down to her knees in front of him.

  He thrusts his hips close to her face, before demanding her to lick the syrup from his muscles, leading her down lower to his tight abs.

  When she’s done, she looks up at him as if waiting for instructions on what to do next.

  He grabs both of her hands and places them on the waist of his pants, before grabbing her hair and biting his bottom lip as she yanks them down his tatted, muscled legs.

  His dick is exposed for a few seconds, causing the women to scream and throw money at the stage, before he covers himself with both hands and steps completely out of his boots and pants.

  He’s standing there completely naked now as the chosen girl licks the few last drops of chocolate from his body. And when I say from his body. I pretty much mean the base of his dick that is still exposed to us.

  Suddenly, the lights go dark and everyone is left to wonder what the hell happened next. A few girls even gasp and start yelling for the lights to come back on.

  I don’t need to be told what is most likely going on in the dark. I know without a doubt that Styx probably dropped his hands and let the hot chick finish cleaning off every last drop of chocolate.

  For all we know, he could be getting his dick sucked right here on the stage and we just can’t see it. I somehow find that to be hot.

  “Wow!” Jade bumps my arm and squeals with excitement. “That was really hot. What do you think Stone will do tonight?”

  I grab my drink and nervously take a sip. I don’t even want to know. Not if it’s anything like Styx’s performance. “I don’t know,” I whisper. “But I hope it doesn’t involve chocolate.”

  The thought of some random girl getting to lick chocolate off of Stone’s body makes me sick to my stomach.

  The only tongue I want on his body is mine. I’m suddenly feeling a bit selfish with him.

  The lights come back on after about five minutes of complete darkness and Kash takes the stage next, also dressed in a pair of sexy leather pants.

  Then Styx and Kash take the stage together, bringing two girls on stage and sharing, going back and forth.

  It’s been almost an hour and I haven’t seen Stone at all. It reminds me that I didn’t even see Stone’s jeep when we pulled in. I figured it was because I just overlooked it. But now . . .

  “Have you seen Stone anywhere?” I ask Jade, pulling her attention away from the boys on stage.

  “No . . . I almost forgot about him,” she responds. “Maybe he’s been stuck doing private shows. I’m sure he’ll be out soon.”

  “I don’t know.” I sit up tall and begin looking around the darkened room, feeling a bit worried that he possibly isn’t even here tonight. “I didn’t see his jeep outside either.”

  Setting my drink aside, I pull out my phone to check for a response from him, but nothing.

  I anxiously twirl my phone in my hand and begin searching the room again, somehow managing to spot Stone walking out of one of the private rooms as if he’s in a hurry.

  A few seconds later, three girls walk out of the same room looking completely satisfied at whatever show he just put on in there for who knows how long.

  “ . . . hey you. You want another drink or what? You’ve been chewing on that straw for the last ten minutes.”

  I look down at my empty glass. “Yeah, just a beer this time.”


  She smiles and holds up her wallet. “I’ll be right back. Don’t let none of these crazy bitches steal my spot. Some of the girls from the back somehow keep getting closer and closer to the damn stage.”

  I lift my eyebrows and toss my purse in her seat. “All taken care of. Just hurry!”

  The stage darkens after Kash and Styx jump off of the stage and get swallowed up by the herd of horny women.

  “Here!” Jade shoves a beer into my hand. “Stone’s up next. Sara told me he’s been caught up in private dances all night. Poor guy must be exhausted by now.”

  Earned It by The Weeknd comes through the speakers, before the stage lights up enough to see Stone standing there in a pair of leather pants with suspenders, a black beater and a black fedora hat.

  Walking out slowly, he grabs his hat and slowly moves his body to the music, while walking around the stage for the women to get a good view.

  Damn . . . he looks fucking great in that.

  Then he lowers his body and does this sexy little grind, while lifting the front of his shirt for us.

  The way he’s grinding his hips even has me dying for him to take it all off.

  “Holy shit, Stone.” I grip my beer and take a gulp of it, while keeping my eyes on his every move.

  His hands move over to his suspenders, playing with the straps as he continues to move, not missing a beat.

  With a sexy smirk, he yanks his suspenders to the side, letting them hang, before reaching for his shirt again.

  Pulling, he rips it off and tosses it aside, before dropping to his knees and slowly fucking his way across the stage.

  Once he gets to where he wants, he sits up on his knees, grabs what looks like a water bottle of some kind, and slowly pours it down the front of his body, while moving his body to the music.

  He leans his head back and runs a hand over his wet chest and abs, before grabbing his dick and thrusting his hips.

  The women go crazy when he throws the empty bottle into the crowd and undoes his pants to stick his hand down the front.

  I scream too, joining in. I can’t help it. He has me extremely excited right now.