I am Beau Evans,
God’s gift to women and I damn well know it. I am fearless. I would rather be
working as the homicide detective in Dallas, Texas than anywhere else. I’m the
crazy bastard they call in when no one else wants to go. I’ve seen things that
would cause others to commit themselves to mental hospitals.
I look damn
good; thanks to all the time I spend in the gym and the good genes I was
blessed with. I screw who I want, when I want, how I want. I call the shots and
wouldn’t have it any other way. I live
for me and no one else. I am my own man and do not answer to anyone but myself.
I live by these rules and no one will change that.
That is what I
had convinced myself of anyway, until I met Piper Dylan. She drives me insane
in every way possible. Everything about her annoys me and turns me on at the
same time. She has absolutely no
interest in me whatsoever. The more she pulls away and resists me the more I
want her.
My life starts
to become unrecognizable and is spinning out of control. I, Beau Evans am
becoming something I never wanted and always swore I would never become. I
begin fighting for something I am not sure I completely want. Do I walk away
for the second time in my life or decide maybe, just maybe, it’s not all about
me any longer?
Excerpt
I moved up and let
myself free from my blue jeans. I felt like I could break a stack of blocks
with my hard-on and hoped to God she could accommodate me. She isn’t the only
woman that had claimed to be able to handle me but not been able to hack
it.
I had never felt a
woman as ready for me as I slid in her moistness. She gripped my ass and guided
me to the speed she wanted. She pushed me in so deep, grinding her hips against
me. I could have sworn I was seeing stars. The sensation was so intense and
nothing like I had ever felt. I had entered Heaven.
She kissed my neck
and bit my lip, sucking as she let go. Her rhythm was steady with mine, and
when I brought her to climax, she leaned her head back. I could see her eyes
rolling back in her head with satisfaction.
“Feel good, baby?”
“Evans….”
“Yes.”
“Faster… I want
more.”
I moved faster and
faster until I finished and moved slowly back and forth to get the full effects
of the amazing feeling.
I stood up all the
way, and she wrapped her arms around my neck.
She giggled.
“Well?” I asked her.
“Well?”
“Was I as good as I
said I would be?” I confidently ask, already knowing my answer.
“I’ve had better.”
“Really? Who? Give me
a few minutes and I’ll try again.”
Author's Bio
I am a Texas girl, mother of 2 amazing kiddos
and married to my gorgeous soulmate for almost 20 years. I have a full time job
in the medical field. I love to spend my free time reading, being outside and
playing with my family and 4 fur babies. I started to write at the instinct of
""hey maybe I can do that!"" I have enjoyed every step of
the journey. I am blessed to have very supportive friends and family that make
my like worth living!
Stalk Brooklyn
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