Total pages in book: 137
Estimated words: 127201 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 636(@200wpm)___ 509(@250wpm)___ 424(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 127201 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 636(@200wpm)___ 509(@250wpm)___ 424(@300wpm)
“Tell me,” she breathes, her eyes wide as she becomes captivated by my every word.
“Okay, so. Mr. Greek God of the West Wind invited me back to his place after nailing me against the wall in the girls’ bathroom, and at first, I was kind of hesitant. I didn’t want him to think there could be something between us. It was just sex for me, but he seemed really cool, and we were on the same page, so I went back to his place, and you’ll never believe what happened.”
“What?”
“His father came home, and it was the silver fox from Vixen.”
Her eyes widen like saucers. “Nu-uh.”
“Uh-huh,” I say, mimicking her tone. “It was insane. He walked in, and I was gobsmacked. He recognized me immediately, but because I was there with his son, he didn’t say anything. Anyway, I’m riding Zeph on the couch and Mr. Silver Fox strides in as though we weren’t in the middle of fucking and just touches me while his son is completely oblivious.”
“WHAT?” Chloe flies up off the couch and immediately starts pacing up and down the length of our coffee table, her gaze locked on mine. “Did you—”
“Oh yeah! Big time. I’ve never come so hard.”
Her cheeks go bright red, and she waves her face, trying to alleviate the heat. “What in the ever-loving fuck?”
“Tell me about it,” I say. “There’s just something about that man. His name is Caesar, by the way. Like, talk about Greek gods! Both of them were . . . wow.”
“Wait. I don’t think Caesar was a Greek god. He’s the Roman Empire dude.”
“Oh.”
“Do you know anything about ancient history?”
I shake my head and laugh. “I know that Daddy Caesar fucks like a god and that’s about it.”
“Okay. Shit,” she says. “Start over. You were with Zephyr on the couch and Daddy Caesar came in and finished you off, but then what?”
I grin. “Well, naturally that little encounter with Caesar set me off, and then Zeph and I basically fucked in every corner and surface that house had to offer, and by the time Zeph passed out from pure exhaustion—”
“You couldn’t help yourself,” Chloe laughs, cutting me off. “You really are a giant thunder slut.”
I laugh right along with her. “Zephyr is amazing. He knows how to fuck, but I couldn’t get Silver Fox out of my head. Every time Zeph touched me, I was thinking about how his daddy would touch me instead, and I know I should have stayed right there in Zeph’s bed, but after he clonked out, I might have wandered downstairs and found Daddy Caesar in the living room.”
“Holy shit, Tilly.”
A stupid smile rips across my face as I hear my phone chiming over and over again from in my bedroom. “Girl. It was incredible,” I say, getting up from the couch and walking through the small living room.
“Thunder slut,” she sings.
“Damn straight.”
Darting into my room, I scoop my phone off my bed before checking my notifications and finding a bunch from some guy called “The Vag Destroyer” on my social media account, and I instantly ignore it, needing to finish telling Chloe all about my wild night.
“So, what now?” Chloe asks as I rejoin her in the living room. “You have mind-blowing sex with both the father and son in one night and just forget it ever happened?”
I cringe. “I, uhhhh . . . See this is where it gets into the gray area.”
“Girl, you entered into the gray area the second you let the dude’s father touch you while he was ten inches deep.”
I laugh. She’s not wrong. There was definitely a line crossed there, not that Zeph will ever have to find out. “Zeph is great. I really like him, but not as anything more than a wild, crazy friend with benefits, but his father . . . I can’t not go back for more.”
Chloe shakes her head. “I don’t see how this is going to work out. It seems like a dangerous game.”
“I know, but Caesar said as long as I want to keep coming around, he’ll keep giving me exactly what I want. Only there’s one rule.”
“Only one, huh?” she scoffs. “I’m assuming he’s not concerned about you fucking his son.”
I laugh. “Not in the least,” I say. “His rule is that I can’t fall in love with him. He made me vow it.”
“Oh, like a sacred vow?” she teases. “Sounds serious, but honestly, this is you we’re talking about. I don’t think you have the ability to get attached.”
“Well, that’s because nobody has ever fucked me the way that Caesar can, but you’re right,” I say. “I’m not the attaching type. I won’t be falling in love with anybody’s daddy anytime soon. I might fall in love with his body though.”
Chloe laughs and shakes her head in exasperation. “So, what does that mean for Zephyr? Do you keep hooking up with him?”