Chapter One
“Here she comes,” Justin, my best friend and one of the most uptight people I’d ever known, warned in a stern voice as he hastily got to his feet. “She’s giving you that look.”
“And what look is that?” I asked, lazily crossing my arms as I sat back in my chair. The half-empty glass of beer sweated, making beads of water run down the sides. It was hard not to imagine how the Lady Viper’s skin would look drenched in perspiration just like that glass.
“The one that says she’s looking to get some and wants it from you.” That was the closest I’d ever heard Justin come to using the word “fuck” or the phrase “get laid” in all the time we’d known each other. Even now, he was slipping into his jacket and slamming a few bills on the table to cover his meal, expecting to beat a hasty retreat.
“If it’s me she’s after, why are you so hell-bent on getting the fuck out?” Justin’s face flushed a slight red. It was hard not to laugh openly at his discomfort. The man definitely needed to get laid by a woman like the Viper.
“Look. Piper ‘The Viper’ Day is not the kind of woman I need to be around. She makes me…” He rubbed the back of his neck. “…uncomfortable.”
“Which is exactly why you need to be around her. Stretch yourself a little. Honestly, Justin. When did you become such a pussy? We all used to play together as kids.”
“Hello, Bennett,” Piper said, addressing me as she approached the table. She wore jeans that hugged a perfectly rounded ass and a spaghetti-strap tank that showed her midriff and a little belly ring I wanted to thread my tongue through and see how long it took before I made her squeal. Her hair was long and loose; the tight curls cascading down her back made me want to grab a handful as I mounted her from behind. Directly on the heels of that thought came one that said while she rode the cock of another man…
I was fucked. Literally. Piper wanted something from me. I could see it in her eyes. She had a body made for sin while her face was that of an angelic cherub. Men who didn’t know her were terrified of lusting after her for fear of eternal damnation. It was a weapon the Viper used to her advantage. It was how she got the nickname to begin with. She lured men to her lair with that air of sweet innocence before she struck, leaving them breathless and panting, anticipating more only to toss them aside when she’d had her fill. I’d heard some name her a whore. “Bitch” was thrown in there liberally as well when she turned her nose up at a man she’d been with the previous night. Personally, I saw nothing wrong with it. Men did it all the time. Why not women?
“You’re looking particularly edible tonight, Piper,” I said, flashing her a wicked grin. Justin nearly choked as he mumbled something before trying to leave. No way that was happening yet. I snagged his arm before he could scurry off.
Even though her skin was a beautiful shade of coffee and cream, she still managed the most becomingly innocent blush. The girl was good, that was for sure. “You’re not looking bad yourself.” She glanced at Justin who, in all his blond, fair-skinned glory was practically glowing bright red. “Hi, Justin.”
“P-Piper,” he stammered.
She looked at the half-finished meals on the table before asking, “Were you finished or would you mind if I joined you?”
“I-I was j-just headed out,” Justin managed. It was all I could do not to snort.
“Have a seat,” I said, tugging Justin back to his. “We were nearly finished, but I’ll be happy to buy you a drink.”
She grinned brightly, her whole face seeming to light up the room. I could see why men fell for her. A woman with a killer body, an insatiable sex drive, and the sweetest smile in the world… Who wouldn’t want that?
“I’d love one,” she said as I flagged down the waitress.
“Whatever the lady wants,” I said, flashing her another grin.
“Just
“Here she comes,” Justin, my best friend and one of the most uptight people I’d ever known, warned in a stern voice as he hastily got to his feet. “She’s giving you that look.”
“And what look is that?” I asked, lazily crossing my arms as I sat back in my chair. The half-empty glass of beer sweated, making beads of water run down the sides. It was hard not to imagine how the Lady Viper’s skin would look drenched in perspiration just like that glass.
“The one that says she’s looking to get some and wants it from you.” That was the closest I’d ever heard Justin come to using the word “fuck” or the phrase “get laid” in all the time we’d known each other. Even now, he was slipping into his jacket and slamming a few bills on the table to cover his meal, expecting to beat a hasty retreat.
“If it’s me she’s after, why are you so hell-bent on getting the fuck out?” Justin’s face flushed a slight red. It was hard not to laugh openly at his discomfort. The man definitely needed to get laid by a woman like the Viper.
“Look. Piper ‘The Viper’ Day is not the kind of woman I need to be around. She makes me…” He rubbed the back of his neck. “…uncomfortable.”
“Which is exactly why you need to be around her. Stretch yourself a little. Honestly, Justin. When did you become such a pussy? We all used to play together as kids.”
“Hello, Bennett,” Piper said, addressing me as she approached the table. She wore jeans that hugged a perfectly rounded ass and a spaghetti-strap tank that showed her midriff and a little belly ring I wanted to thread my tongue through and see how long it took before I made her squeal. Her hair was long and loose; the tight curls cascading down her back made me want to grab a handful as I mounted her from behind. Directly on the heels of that thought came one that said while she rode the cock of another man…
I was fucked. Literally. Piper wanted something from me. I could see it in her eyes. She had a body made for sin while her face was that of an angelic cherub. Men who didn’t know her were terrified of lusting after her for fear of eternal damnation. It was a weapon the Viper used to her advantage. It was how she got the nickname to begin with. She lured men to her lair with that air of sweet innocence before she struck, leaving them breathless and panting, anticipating more only to toss them aside when she’d had her fill. I’d heard some name her a whore. “Bitch” was thrown in there liberally as well when she turned her nose up at a man she’d been with the previous night. Personally, I saw nothing wrong with it. Men did it all the time. Why not women?
“You’re looking particularly edible tonight, Piper,” I said, flashing her a wicked grin. Justin nearly choked as he mumbled something before trying to leave. No way that was happening yet. I snagged his arm before he could scurry off.
Even though her skin was a beautiful shade of coffee and cream, she still managed the most becomingly innocent blush. The girl was good, that was for sure. “You’re not looking bad yourself.” She glanced at Justin who, in all his blond, fair-skinned glory was practically glowing bright red. “Hi, Justin.”
“P-Piper,” he stammered.
She looked at the half-finished meals on the table before asking, “Were you finished or would you mind if I joined you?”
“I-I was j-just headed out,” Justin managed. It was all I could do not to snort.
“Have a seat,” I said, tugging Justin back to his. “We were nearly finished, but I’ll be happy to buy you a drink.”
She grinned brightly, her whole face seeming to light up the room. I could see why men fell for her. A woman with a killer body, an insatiable sex drive, and the sweetest smile in the world… Who wouldn’t want that?
“I’d love one,” she said as I flagged down the waitress.
“Whatever the lady wants,” I said, flashing her another grin.
“Just
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