The Devil's Dream: A Dark Romance (Dark Romance Novel Book 1) (20 page)

Joel knew that Rhonda’s ardor had quickly cooled. He also knew that he could arouse her again. Whether she wanted to admit it or not, she had enjoyed what he was doing to her. It was time to move on to her next lesson.

Rhonda watched as Joel retrieved two shiny balls off the table beside the bed. He spread her legs again and pushed the two balls up inside her, leaving her to wonder what he was up to.

“Now, I want you to get out of this bed and walk around the room, but you must use your muscles to hold these balls inside you. Do not allow them to fall out, or I will not be pleased,” he said.

Well, how hard could this be? Rhonda stood beside the bed and constricted her muscles to hold the balls inside. When she started to walk, she discovered a strange sensation coming from deep inside. The balls were moving with each step she took, and they were causing those strange sensations again. Each step she took got harder, and soon her muscles were constricting on their own, holding the balls snugly inside her. This was proving to be some type of sexual torture. Joel was lying there watching her humiliate herself by just walking. Just a few more steps and Rhonda knew that she would totally lose control of her senses and give in to the pleasure of the balls.

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Deceived By The Hitman: A Bad Boy Hitman Romance

Rose was sprawled on the bed wearing absolutely nothing. Her eyes traveled to Mitch, who looked sexy as hell. His dangerous tattoos, along with the little stubble on his shaved face, made him look dangerous but so appealing.

They’d just had sex, but it looked like she still wanted more. Rose had lost track of time. She figured it must be late afternoon, but it seemed like a wonderful way to spend a day. She had no intentions of going back to her dorm anytime soon.

“What are you thinking about, Rose? You can’t seem to stop smiling. I’d like to believe that it’s because of my impressive performance in bed.” Mitch chuckled.

“You’re so full of yourself, Mitch, but yes, I have to agree. You are a god in bed, but—”

“But! Did I leave room for a ‘but’?” he interrupted.

“Ha! Let me finish. But—I wouldn’t mind having another shot sometime again soon.”

“Your wish is my command.”

Mitch rolled her over and slowly started rubbing her soft, silky breasts again. Rose was glowing and she could feel that her body was basking in post-sex glory. However, her desire to feel Mitch and to let him inside her was overwhelming.

She had barely met Mitch, but he knew all her erogenous zones. It was as if Mitch had a secret road map of her body. Everywhere his fingers traveled, she could feel the sensation zip right through to her core.

“Mitch! Come inside me! Claim me.”

Rose wasn’t coherent, but who would be with the sensations she was feeling? With this god of a man caressing and licking her nipples, she felt all kinds of crazy.

“Rose, why don’t you take the lead this time around? I would like to see you take charge. Show me your best moves. Take this as a challenge,” he said, arching his eyebrow at her.

Mitch knew how to keep Rose going, and with this challenge, he knew that Rose would prove her sexual prowess and ride him; and what else could a man ask for?

In less than a second, he changed positions. Even before Rose could understand what had happened, she found herself straddling Mitch’s perfect body and her breasts dangling right over his chest. She had to admit, she enjoyed the view.

Mitch was still hard and Rose positioned herself just so, so that the head of his cock was pressing at her center. In no time at all, his hard dick was sliding in and out of her pussy. She decided it was time to show him how good she was at taking control in bed.

She took the pin out of her bun and let her hair fall over her face. She licked her lips as if gesturing to just how sexually excited she was, and it aroused Mitch even more. He wanted to kiss those lips and never stop.

It was as if Rose could read Mitch’s mind, and she slowly put her lips on his and devoured him with her kisses.

She got off his dick and broke the kiss to travel down to his chin and then down his neck, peppering kisses along the way. She kept going down further, taking her time to leave a trail of hot kisses on his body. She didn’t seem to be apprehensive of him anymore. She sat on his sculpted body and took his dick in her hand and started massaging it, gently at first and then a bit too fast. Mitch could feel his breath coming in gasps and it was hard for him to stay coherent. Nothing came to his mind; he had never climaxed like this before. He could feel a million things all at once, and when Rose pressed on the tip of his cock, he growled her name and wanted to get inside her more than anything else.

“Damn you, my need for you will be the death of me,” he said, then rolled her over on the bed and pushed deep inside of her.

He didn’t let Rose say another word before he found her g-spot, and together they climaxed without having to wait any longer. Rose closed her eyes and Mitch did, too, following her lead. It was a beautiful sensation, and they felt like they were floating, somewhere far away from this world, in another galaxy where the only people to exist were the two of them.

Mitch stayed locked in the moment for some time. He forgot who he was, who he used to be, the assignment that was due and that the envelope was lying somewhere, the fact that Rose was almost a stranger, his mother whom he had to help, Fernando the agent—who would perhaps mess up his life in more ways than one, the person he was about to kill and every other damn thing.

The only thing that mattered in that instant was Rose and her beautiful body and the sex. The sex was so goddamn exhilarating and it eased every tension in his body.

His body was sore from the second time they had sex, Rose’s lips were swollen, her body flushed pink. She looked like she had been thoroughly satisfied, and even though her hair was a sweaty, tangled mess, she looked fantastic. It had to be said that Rose was a girl who knew how to bring a man to his knees with her body. She was someone he would never get tired of fucking, whether it be day or night.

“Rose, have you ever heard of someone dying from having too much sex?”

Rose laughed and lightly bit his shoulder. “Are you planning to kill me?”

Mitch shuddered at the thought. For a moment, he wondered what happened to all those people he had killed; they would have been someone’s family, too. Someone had cared for them, too. Up until now, he had never allowed himself to feel for the ones he killed, but things were beginning to change.

He decided this wasn’t the right time to think of these things. He would think about it when he was all alone.

Rose could sense that something was off. “Anything bothering you, Mitch?”

“What could possibly bother me when I have such a beautiful lady right beside me?” He kissed her nose again.

“So, tell me how would you rate the sex?”

“It was beyond perfect,” he said with satisfaction.

“So, we have a shot at doing it again?”

“What! Now?”

“Ha, yes, if you want, but I was talking about seeing you again.”

“Yes, I would love to see you again, too. At the risk of sounding like a cheesy pick-up line, I have to say that even though this is only our second meeting, I feel like I have known you forever.”

Rose let his words sink in. She didn’t want to feel so much, so soon, but no matter how hard she tried, she felt herself falling for him. She knew it might be because of the sex hangover and she prayed it was, because only two meetings wasn’t enough to know a person, much less fall in love with him.

“So, what are your plans for today?” Rose asked.

“I haven’t thought much about it, why? What are you doing?”

“There is this girl I want you to meet. I love her.”

“Whoa! Are you into girls, too? That’s quite the announcement!” Mitch acted like he was shocked.

Rose smiled and threw a pillow at him. “Asshole, she is my best friend, more of a soul sister. We grew up together and I want you to meet her because when I came here, I texted her that I wouldn’t be having lunch with her today. She will want all the details and, of course, she will want to meet you.”

“Oh, so you want to introduce me as the new hunk you’re dating?”

“Are we dating, Mitch?” she asked incredulously.

“Well, we definitely had sex. If you consider having sex part of our date, then yes, we are dating.”

“Mitch, I am serious. I am not the kind of girl who enjoys one-night stands.”

“But we had sex in the middle of the day. So, it was technically not a one-night stand,” he said with a wink.

Rose rolled her eyes, and Mitch realized that she was serious.

“Before you formally announce that we are dating, why don’t we go out for a while and see how it feels? I want to test us. The sex was mind-blowing, I want to do it every day and every night, but I know that dating is a lot more than just sex. I don’t know how to explain it any better, but I am not the best guy to date. I would like to see you, have sex with you, but as we decided, this should be casual. If either of us wants to go solo, there should be no hard feelings. I am not looking to settle down. I can’t right now even if I wanted to.”

Rose remembered that it was she who had put the conditions like that and she should be happy that Mitch was echoing her sentiments, but there was a tiny part of her that felt sad about it.

“Yes, that’s true.”

When she didn’t add anything, Mitch kissed her again.

“I want to date you, but don’t you think we should take it a little slow? What is the hurry with me meeting your family and all?”

“I guess you are right. I think I should get going, but hopefully we will see each other again soon.”

“Or you could stay and we could have another round of hot monkey sex.”

“Ha! You are crazy! The charm will wear off if we do it a too much. Let’s wait until we see each other again.”

Rose and Mitch exchanged numbers and he promised to see her soon. Mitch could feel that Rose wasn’t the happiest, but there was little he could do about that.

“Rose, I may have to leave the city for some work soon. I don’t know when I’ll be back, but I will call you soon. I promise.”

She nodded and started dressing herself. They hadn’t quarreled, but the vibe in the room had shifted.

Mitch told himself that he shouldn’t worry about it, that he did nothing wrong, but it didn’t feel right.

He pulled her closer and kissed her passionately and just like that Rose melted into his arms. She looked up into his eyes, and he could see how vulnerable she felt.

“We will see each other again, won’t we?” Rose asked.

“Of course. We will. We’ll do a lot more than see each other. We are going to do a lot of smoking hot things together.” He tried to lighten the mood and gave her a sheepish smile.

After talking for a few more minutes, Rose left and Mitch was once again all alone in his apartment.

Though he had been alone all his life, somehow he suddenly felt lonely. He had the best start to his day with some incredible sex that made him feel as fresh as he ever had. However, things had gone downhill without a specific reason, and both of them had felt like the momentum had dropped. He didn’t know why he was feeling this way, but he decided it was time to focus on some business.

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Entitled: A Bad Boy Romance

I step into the private restroom, take a deep breath, and call my friend.

“I can’t do it,” I rush before Monique has the chance to pop out a greeting. “I can’t spend the evening with him. I just can’t.”

The tiled bathroom floor receives the brunt of my agitation, as pacing seems to calm my nerves a bit, but not enough.

“Calm down,” she orders. “What did he do? I got bail money under the mattress, if I have to come beat his ass.”

“He’s been a perfect gentleman,” I nearly yell in disbelief. “His father had me pumped up to meet this pompous, anger-filled miscreant, and Devlin is nothing of the sort. He bought me clothes, paid for hair and makeup and a limo just to have me stand by his side while he showered me with compliments all night!”

“The dog,” Monique exhales sarcastically. “I’m going to tell you like Ms. Agnes would—carry yourself right back in there and enjoy that man.”

“You don’t understand. I can’t do that. He’s been too sweet for me to keep leading him on.”

“So he’s getting to you?” Monique says. “It’s alright to care about him as a person. You’re helping him become better.”

I shake my head.

I have crossed so many lines already.

“I have to tell him what I do and why I am here. I need to confess,” I say.