This morning I realized that I had seen this girl a couple of times now, and I don't even have her phone number. Who does that? I normally don't ask, but this time I want to. I am starting to think the boys are right, I am pussy whipped, and I love it, even though my cock won't agree.
As I come downstairs and enter the kitchen, the boys are already standing there and waiting for me. Yes, it took me, much to my own frustration, a bit longer to get ready than it normally would. The reason why I need to check my appearance ten times over does go beyond me.
Just as I enter the kitchen, Leo, one of my other men who work for me, comes walking through the front door. I watch the faces of Joseph and Dominic drop, as they truly have never sat around the same table.
I turn to Joseph and Dominic, “Leo is coming with tonight; you bitches better play nice.”
I see as Dominic looks at me in disgust, &ld
I did some crazy ass shit yesterday. I don't know if I deserve a pat on the back or a kick in the but. What I do know is that I got her number, and my horny dumb ass is going to send her a message.So after carefully considering how to start it off, I come up with, “Morning, baby girl.”I wait for her to answer.A minute goes by…but she does not answer.Then another minute…yet still no answer.Five agonizing minutes drag on…and absolutely no answer.Is it too early...no...is she busy...I don't think so...is she ignoring me...maybe...should I have said baby girl...maybe not...should I do it...yes.I grab my phone and quickly send her another message.Then just as I think that I am going to wait again, I nearly fall off the bed as my phone finally lits up, “Okay, I am awake.”
I am starting to reconsider my options here. I'm not complaining; she lets me touch her, but when will she let me fuck her. Yesterday morning she let me lick her, but last night she was all hot and cold again. I am not a man that likes playing games; I am a man that gets what he wants. Right now, I am not getting what I want; I am not getting what I need. I thought I could do this thing with her, but I can't. I have needs that need filling, and right now, my cock is not filling anything.So as I enter the kitchen, Dominic is already there having his morning coffee, “It looks like you have been thinking.”I look at him rather frustrated, “What are you talking about?”He points at my face with a rather amused smile, “You got damn wrinkles over your ugly face.”“Go away.” I snap back at him, “Who is your ugly?”He only but
That was mind-blowing but not the kind of mind-blowing you write home to your mom about. There is that saying about being more talk than action. Well, I say if you are going to talk the talk, make sure that you can perform it. Don't get me wrong, she is damn cute, but that is where it ends. The chemistry was definitely lacking, and the sex, well, I have had better. That phone number ain't getting any calls from my number in the morning.So as I go to sit back at the table, Dominic only but cock his head, “I know that look.”I wave him off as I take a glass of chilled whiskey from the table, “What look?”Then he points his finger at me, waving it over my face, “That I have had better sex than this before look.”I only but smirk at him, “I did not know you get a look like that even.”“Well,” Dominic continues, “You h
I feel I could strangle her, but I feel I could grab her and kiss her so hard. She is full of shit, but she is so god damn gorgeous. She makes me just want to be with her, but I want to run away too. I think I am in way over my head, but I can't imagine being with anybody else at the moment. Even though she does not want to fucking talk to me. I think the entire world can see that she wants nothing to do with me at all, does not matter what I do, she is just not interested in me. And the first to say something about that is Dominic, “You look like you can kill someone.” I only but grunt at him as I am still looking into Ava’s direction, “More like fucking strangle.” Ava grunts back even louder at me as she looks at me from underneath those eyelashes. Emma only waves her off and continues to ask me, “Who is pissing you off?”
It is close to midnight as I make my way downstairs to the kitchen. An incredible thirst has drawn me here, must have been all that whiskey I drank. My mind wanders back to the evening spent with her so close to my body. She let me kiss her and it was nothing less than amazing. I can't help but smile at my thoughts as I reach to open the fridge door. I never care to switch the lights on, the room is filled with darknessFrom behind me, I hear a familiar voice speak, “There must be something very amusing stuck in that fridge.”“Fuck,” I immediately spin around “I did not see you there.”So only but chuckles at me, “It happens when you don't switch the lights on.”“Well,” I say as I try to reach for th light switch, “I did not think someone would be hiding in my kitchen at night.”“If I was hiding I would
Dear ReaderThank you for reading the book called, Dancing With Fate. Dancing With Fate was originally written as an Interactive Story Game. I am in the process of adapting it into a novel form. The original version contains a great deal of dialogue to fit the platform for which it was intended. Though you can enjoy the story in its interactive format too as currently published.Let me know what you think, of Dancing With Fate. Happy reading, Tatum Whispers ************************* There must be something wrong with a grown man that gets excited as he is just about to have sex, not the horny hard-on part of the excitement but knowing that he is about to have sex with the woman he is in love with. In saying this I am forced for one second to stop and just analyze what I said, a few words jump right out and kinda bring an awkward but a good-awkward smile to my face. I am excited to have sex, in fact, actual
A thin sheen of sweat builds and cools my skin as I watch her. My heart is racing, and it feels that I might have a heart attack. Every one of my senses is heightened. Then she leans forward and licks my bottom lip; I near crash and die. I reach for her hips, but she captures my wrists and places them back next to me. “No touching, Mr. DeCarlo.” She grins as she stands in front of me, still gyrating and never breaking eye contact. She turns her back to me. Her hands moved to the nape of her neck, and she stretched her arms upward, taking her hair with it until it drops. She slowly turns her head to look at me over her shoulder. “Hey,” she says. “I said, no touching.” Well, she is referring to the fact that I have my pants open, and I was fisting my cock like my life was at stake. “Baby girl, I could cut glass with this thing.” She crosses her arms, gives me a sexy smirk, and raises an eyebrow. “Do you want me to stop?” “No.” I
The next morning I wake up and she is fast asleep in my arms. She is so damn beautiful, I realize then that there is a creeping feeling, a feeling that I don't want to let go of. Before I could even consider it more her beautiful eyes light up. “Morning gorgeous.” “Morning baby girl.” “So I guess we are okay with that word.” “I guess we are.” “In that case, it is good to wake up to your face baby.” “I love the way you say that.” I roll my body on top of hers and pin her down between my arms. “I know you are trying your hardest not to just grab me and fuck me,” she says as she presses her lips gently against mine. “Whatever gave you that idea?” “It's hard and pressing against my thigh.” “That is just me happy to see you.” “Trayton that is fucking bad.” “What?” “That damn awful crap that you just said.” “I am struggling to think with you between my legs.” “Why don't you just
In front of me is my wife for little less than two hours now, there is tears that are dropping like waterfalls down her cheeks. She is deeply pained and I understand it, she is being faced with me going away for a very long time and leaving her and the baby bugs alone. If I was the old Trayton, then I would say what the fuck I will go do the time. But no, this is my life, for once I am really truly happy and now it is threatened to be taken away.The way I see it, we have three options here. I either go to jail and see my baby bugs when they are teenagers, or I kill someone else to hide away who we killed now, or someone else takes the fall. Which three of thes
This must be an awful nightmare. Am I seriously getting arrested at my own wedding? Someone better kick me and tell me this is one fucked up joke. I can seriously not be getting arrested at my own wedding. Who did I murder? Stupid question, more like which one I did murder. How would they even know?But I am afraid it is not a joke because they are coming closer and they sure do have a set of handcuffs in their hand. There is a damn room full of assassins and mafia bosses, why the fuck can't they arrest one of them. Ava is going to kill me even before I get locked up.But hey, maybe I should act dumb and they will think they have the wrong man.Trayton ~”Sorry but you need to repeat that.”Samuel Burns ~”We said you are under arrest Mr DeCarlo.”Trayton ~”You do see that I am busy
Loosing something you never had might sound easy but it is hard to let go if you knew that it could have been something good.Ava will never know what it would feel like to have a brother again. Is she hurting? More than she will ever admit. What gives her comfort is to be reunited with the rest of her family.Her sister has just presented us with a letter that Adam wrote before the dreadful tragedy. Ava e
There is a lot that you can say about a man that has it all. Some of it was good and some of it was bad. A man that had it all did not have to ask, he took. He did not want, but demanded. He had the right to everything before it was even given. He never had to choose, he never had to wait. He worked hard and played even harder. He lived on the edge, there was nothing he feared. He dominated everything and everybody. He was a god in his world.That was Trayton DeCarlo.
I can still remember that day she proposed to me. But let’s not forget about my failed attempt to propose to her. Or should we maybe say our poor attempts to go out for dinner. We both did not know much about love, how to do it and how to act it. We both know we felt it but were too scared to even say it. If I recall I had that little habit of telling her in her sleep. Well look at us now. We don't doubt our love, we are just not sure when to unite it.Trayton ~”Baby girl I think I have had a few tiny little heart attacks. Please let a man out of his misery.”
I have never been one to overlook small details. After all it is small details that can get you in a heap of trouble. The kind of trouble we find ourselves in. But then how would you know if somebody else was following the one that is following you. That just makes it pure coincidence, something you can never expect.There is no time to think of what we could have done better now. All we need to do is get ourselves out of this mess.
With every choice you make in life there comes that moment where you have the time stop and think if this is really what you want to do. That split second that will determine between what is right or what is wrong. That moment that will define who you are and the path your life is going to take.If there is any time then now is the right time to pull out of this. I can pull the plug and we can drive this car home. But I would also be disappointing a friend, a brother but most importantly one mean ass mafia boss. Do I want to secure a future of wealth and no need to want for my family or do I want to create a life of fear and constantly running and hiding in corners?I need to decide because I either finish this sentence or take a man's life or I drive off and hope I get home before Jackson comes after me.Anthony ~”Sorry Trayton but I did not hear that.”
How far are you willing to go for a friend? A friend that is like a brother but a friend that is also your boss, the Mafia Boss, Jackson D'Angelo.If there is something I have learned in all these years then it is never to cross Jackson. If you cross him it better be in a good way. There is one thing you just don't do and that is piss the biggest boss in the business off.My first job for him is simple, take his underboss out and then I will take his place. But that is not the sole reason, Anthony burst through and when I say burst through, he literally kicked the bathroom door down one day while Jackson and Kayley were fighting. And now Kayley, the bad ass Mafia Queen wants him gone.But this would not be happening if Anthony was still with his girl Danny. See Danny just had her own little baby boy. They all thought that it was Anthony's but in one hot as argument it came out th
Today is the big day, it is one of those days, one of those moments that you just know is going to change your life forever. Change does not come easy, I have never been known as someone that sits well with change. It is not that I don't embrace it, it is just one of my least pleasurable experiences.The entire house is a buzz this morning. My mom is desperately running after an overexcited Ava to calm her down. The boys are all in the kitchen having their coffee, not the least bit fazed by all the commotion in the house. And me, I am trying to be useful somewhere but not succeeding.