All Chapters of BASTARD IN A SUIT: Chapter 11 - Chapter 20

MAXIMILIAN'S POVWhy did she have to be a prostitute? I finally met a woman who intrigued me since Kimmy, though she was somewhat unavailable and much too young. Kimmy was younger than me, but only by a small margin. Plus, she was very mature for her age. "Good evening, mister," greeted the escort with vibrant red hair. She had the prettiest freckles lining the bridge of her nose. "Are you having a good time?""I was a moment ago, but all good things must come to an end," I spoke slyly. That Lenox creep had to ruin my moment with that sweet Meredith. I had to learn more about her; Where was she from? What colour did she like? What made her laugh? What made her cry?And what was her favourite position in bed? Fuck! I felt the need to catch my breath. "Mister, mister. Did you hear me?" I blinked quickly for a few seconds until the redhead came into focus. "Pardon me. Did you say something?""I asked you if you'd like some company tonight?" Her lips trembled in anticipation, hoping tha

MEREDITH'S POVGeorge Grant kept whispering in my ear, telling me how wonderful I smelt and how beautiful I was. Regardless of his never-ending compliments, along with his dashing good looks and the hint of his expensive perfume, I still felt uncomfortable. His hands kept brushing against the lower part of my back, and his eyes were getting lost down my cleavage far too many times. Apart from Max and Paxton, George was easily the best-looking guy in the club. His attitude, however, was less than desirable. The thought of Maximilian brought a smile to my heart; clearly, he was a man who was worth spending a sinful night with. The brief moments I shared with him on that balcony ignited a playful side of me. I kept thinking of his lips and how pink they were and his eyes, those icy blue orbs were like laser beams that could stare inside your soul. "What a scandal," George spoke, pulling me from my thoughts. He called it the highlight of his evening while mentioning the altercation invo

MEREDITH'S POVLas Vegas was a beautiful place, full of spark and excitement. Experiencing it alone though, didn't seem right. "I wish Brenda was here," I mumbled. I told myself that I would go down on my knees, kiss her feet, and beg her to forgive me. I realized that I was too hard on her, plus I came off as a judgmental bitch. After I walked for like an hour, I decided to head back the way I came. It was getting late, and I know I had another party to attend tomorrow evening. At least this one was keeping in my hometown. As the wind gained strength, I regretted leaving my jacket back in the suite. As I rushed forward, a gleaming object caught my attention. It was a quarter. I bent down to pick it up and noticed that it wasn't heads, but tails. My mother always said picking up a coin that's showing tails was bad luck. So I flipped the coin over so that it was showing heads. Maybe it would bring luck to the next person who picked it up. Right when I rose, something powerful nearl

MAXIMILIAN'S POV"Oooooh!" It thrilled me to hear how Meredith was moaning, even though I had not touched her private area as yet. “Ahh.” She let out another groan of pleasure, and her moans resonated in my ears like a beautiful melody. I pressed my cock against her butt. "Is this what you want?" I growled. "To feel my stiff cock inside your tight little pussy? Do you feel how fucking hard you make me?" I pressed down harder against her rear. "Hmm —," she exclaimed, her breath quickening and coming out in sharp gasps. Her body was hot to the touch, with a light sheen of sweat blanketing her skin. She trembled in my arms, fighting to get words out of her mouth. "Yes,” she spoke softly. I didn't need to be told twice. My hands slipped away from her hips and moved quickly toward her center, longing to feel the blazing fire I was sure burned between her thighs. I ran my fingers through her slick folds. She was soft and hot and so fucking wet. Her body jolted at my touch and when I use

MEREDITH'S POVAs I glanced down, I saw Max's head comfortably positioned between my legs, with his eyes intently studying my expressions. He grinned slyly each time he heard me emit a sexy moan or groan. He laughed softly against my skin when he heard me shout curse words like fuck or shit. "Oh, Max! Don't stop!" My fingers slicked through his silky hair while my waist rotated on the counter. He glanced up at me and inhaled sharply. I saw the expression on his face, something in him changed. Maybe it was the way I said his name, but his mouth clamped on tighter to my clitoris, sucking and nibbling on my already sensitive nub. He moaned while his mouth was pleasuring me, and I took another look at his face and noticed his eyes were closed, and I knew he was fantasizing about the other nasty things we would do tonight. He sucked harder and in an instance every nerve in my body was rewired to match his. My chest heaved as I stared into his blue, unfathomable eyes. I couldn't hold it