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brought to his mouth and the promise of his words is sealed with a kiss.
Royce really does love me? Doesn’t he? I know now that I want him. What girl could walk away when he puts it into words that tell his intentions and show his true devotion? Slow and sweet he takes his time showing me just how deeply he loves me. Royce worships my body with his hands and his greedy tongue. My heart will always treasure the unspoken moment that we just shared. Now it’s my turn to show my love and devotion. My muscles quake and tremble as my body sinks down onto his length. Roaming hands travel to my hips as they buck and roll milking him inside of me.
Royce making love to me was nothing by way of comparison primal like Parker fucking me. Where everything about Parker is cold and hard, Royce is warm and tender. I can’t help but wonder if Parker would or could ever care for me in the way that Royce has and does.
“I hate to kiss and run, but I have to get to the gym if I’m going to make my training session before I work tonight.”
Royce works as a freelance security escort. He has always been very secretive about who he works for. We only have ever talked about it once the whole time we have known each other; he had to sign a non-disclosure agreement. The only information he could divulge was that he is paid extremely well. It is my understanding that Brad and Jake works for the same client as well.
I asked Kline once if he knew anything about the people Royce worked for and he said the less I knew the better and warned me not to go looking for answers I wasn’t prepared to handle—whatever that means. I over heard an argument between my brother and Royce a few years ago that was something along the lines of Royce had better not ever let his job touch me or he would look funny trying to walk without legs. I was promised that his job has nothing to do with drugs so that’s something I suppose.
Royce leaves me to myself with the promise that I will stay here until he comes home. I want to stay here but I need to get up with Tiffany to make sure Kline hasn’t deterred her from being my friend completely. Also I need to check in on my mom and the bastard Charlie. And I hope Kline didn’t party too hard and burn our place down last night. Royce doesn’t get off until around midnight so that gives me plenty of time to run my errands and be here waiting when he returns. I throw his bedding into the wash and make my way to the kitchen for the breakfast that I was promised.
Chapter 10
Kingsley
‘Tiff, what’s up,’ I switch my phone to speaker while I remake the bed.
‘Where are you, cause I’m at your place and your bed is empty?’
‘I take it you and Kline are on again.’
‘Yeah we had a good talk last night and I believe we are now on the same page.’
We hang up and she agrees to meet me for dinner so I can dish about my crazy weekend to her. Now to go see how my mom is doing and find out if Kline made enough to pay off Charlie’s debt.
I pull up to the curb outside of mom and Charlie’s place and I swear I can already feel his smoke fumes penetrating my pores. I hate coming here but I love my mom, so I have learned to compromise. When I get to the door I can hear loud voices. I stop myself from knocking. Who is Charlie arguing with?
“Now look I told you I’d have the money and I will.”
A voice I am vaguely familiar with warns Charlie,” I don’t need to remind you what will happen if you don’t pay up. You have three days.”
Footsteps sound near the door so I scurry to the neighbor’s door and pretend to be unlocking the lock. My face is blanketed by my hair, protecting my identity, but making it hard for me to see the face behind the threat. After hearing the closing of a car door I wait a few minutes before letting myself in at my moms. With a cool face I walk into the kitchen, grab a cup of coffee and calmly ask Charlie where my mother is.
A grunt followed by the word store seems to be his
Royce really does love me? Doesn’t he? I know now that I want him. What girl could walk away when he puts it into words that tell his intentions and show his true devotion? Slow and sweet he takes his time showing me just how deeply he loves me. Royce worships my body with his hands and his greedy tongue. My heart will always treasure the unspoken moment that we just shared. Now it’s my turn to show my love and devotion. My muscles quake and tremble as my body sinks down onto his length. Roaming hands travel to my hips as they buck and roll milking him inside of me.
Royce making love to me was nothing by way of comparison primal like Parker fucking me. Where everything about Parker is cold and hard, Royce is warm and tender. I can’t help but wonder if Parker would or could ever care for me in the way that Royce has and does.
“I hate to kiss and run, but I have to get to the gym if I’m going to make my training session before I work tonight.”
Royce works as a freelance security escort. He has always been very secretive about who he works for. We only have ever talked about it once the whole time we have known each other; he had to sign a non-disclosure agreement. The only information he could divulge was that he is paid extremely well. It is my understanding that Brad and Jake works for the same client as well.
I asked Kline once if he knew anything about the people Royce worked for and he said the less I knew the better and warned me not to go looking for answers I wasn’t prepared to handle—whatever that means. I over heard an argument between my brother and Royce a few years ago that was something along the lines of Royce had better not ever let his job touch me or he would look funny trying to walk without legs. I was promised that his job has nothing to do with drugs so that’s something I suppose.
Royce leaves me to myself with the promise that I will stay here until he comes home. I want to stay here but I need to get up with Tiffany to make sure Kline hasn’t deterred her from being my friend completely. Also I need to check in on my mom and the bastard Charlie. And I hope Kline didn’t party too hard and burn our place down last night. Royce doesn’t get off until around midnight so that gives me plenty of time to run my errands and be here waiting when he returns. I throw his bedding into the wash and make my way to the kitchen for the breakfast that I was promised.
Chapter 10
Kingsley
‘Tiff, what’s up,’ I switch my phone to speaker while I remake the bed.
‘Where are you, cause I’m at your place and your bed is empty?’
‘I take it you and Kline are on again.’
‘Yeah we had a good talk last night and I believe we are now on the same page.’
We hang up and she agrees to meet me for dinner so I can dish about my crazy weekend to her. Now to go see how my mom is doing and find out if Kline made enough to pay off Charlie’s debt.
I pull up to the curb outside of mom and Charlie’s place and I swear I can already feel his smoke fumes penetrating my pores. I hate coming here but I love my mom, so I have learned to compromise. When I get to the door I can hear loud voices. I stop myself from knocking. Who is Charlie arguing with?
“Now look I told you I’d have the money and I will.”
A voice I am vaguely familiar with warns Charlie,” I don’t need to remind you what will happen if you don’t pay up. You have three days.”
Footsteps sound near the door so I scurry to the neighbor’s door and pretend to be unlocking the lock. My face is blanketed by my hair, protecting my identity, but making it hard for me to see the face behind the threat. After hearing the closing of a car door I wait a few minutes before letting myself in at my moms. With a cool face I walk into the kitchen, grab a cup of coffee and calmly ask Charlie where my mother is.
A grunt followed by the word store seems to be his
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