All Chapters of The Dalton Family: Chapter 1 - Chapter 5

DominickLos Angeles is fucking lit tonight. That was the only thought in my head as I stood twenty-seven stories up on the roof deck of the city’s newest and hottest high-rise hotel, overlooking our famous skyline. Jenner, my middle brother, was the attorney who had represented the closing, and everyone who was anyone had come out this evening to celebrate the grand opening.Not only was this a huge win for Jenner, but for The Dalton Group as well—the law firm my parents had started over twenty years ago, where my brothers and I were now partners. We represented some of the largest-earning corporations and individuals in the world. In my case, concentrating solely on entertainment law, I was surrounded by many of my clients, this event like a mini version of the goddamn Oscars.“Jenner has come a long way,” Brett Young, my best friend, said. He was next to me on the balcony, nodding toward my brother, who was schmoozing with the CEO of a massive online retailer. “I remember when we

“I need more of you,” I hissed, tasting the desire on her tongue.The elevator chimed, signaling our arrival.Knowing she couldn’t move as fast as me, not in the heels she had on, I bent down and folded her over my shoulder, lifting her into the air and carrying her out the open doors.“Dominick,” she squealed, the sound of her surprise causing me to smile as I rushed us down the hallway toward the room. “You’re crazy.”She hadn’t experienced crazy.That wouldn’t happen until my cock was inside her.It took me no time to get us inside the room and flip on the lights, setting Kendall back on her feet.I surrounded her ass, squeezing her cheeks, imagining my dick between them. “Take off this dress before I shred it.”“If you thought I was wet before …” Her body quivered as she paused. “That was nothing compared to what I am now.”“Show me.”She reached behind her neck, loosening the strap that was tied there and then lowering the zipper on her hip, the emerald material soon cascading do

KendallShit, what time is it?I pushed myself up from the bed, out of the cocoon of blanket and pillows I had buried myself in, and immediately covered my eyes from the sunlight seeping in from the blinds.Ouch.My hangover was front and center. I’d had far too much tequila last night, those skinny margaritas going down like water. If I’d only woken a half hour earlier, I could appreciate the deliciously perfect naked man lying beside me, reveling in every moment we’d shared together last night. Details I could still recall from the soreness in my body. But as I searched for the clock, one on Dominick’s side, it glowed a number that told me I was going to be extremely late for my meeting.I climbed out of bed, hopping around the room with the balance of a newborn puppy, and tried to find my dress and shoes and purse—everything I’d worn to the hotel party. Each item had fallen in a different place on the floor the minute he carried me in here. Collecting my things in my arms, I brough