Total pages in book: 112
Estimated words: 103637 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 518(@200wpm)___ 415(@250wpm)___ 345(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 103637 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 518(@200wpm)___ 415(@250wpm)___ 345(@300wpm)
A light so bright he saw it through shut eyelids pulled Arden out of the zone, and he blinked, staring at a smartphone that took one more photo with flash. Shay grinned at him, her dark lipstick smeared as if she’d been passionately kissed moments ago, and turned her phone, tapping something on the screen.
“Do continue! You guys are so hot!”
“Hey!” Arden yelled, stumbling back from the hand that had almost made him come. He distinctly felt the wallet sliding out of his bra along with Mike’s hand but the prostitute joke was long forgotten. “Are you fucking posting it somewhere?” He frantically rubbed cum off his face, at loss, plunged into a reality so cold he froze on the spot. What had he done?
Mike seemed confused for a second, his face still relaxed in bliss, but the moment his gaze captured the phone in Shay’s hands, he dashed at her like a wolf protecting his cubs. “What the fuck? This isn’t for your enjoyment,” he roared so loudly even people who hadn’t yet been aware of the action behind the bar counter looked their way.
She yelped when he forced the phone out of her hand and slammed it against the edge of the counter, bending it out of shape.
Kane chose that moment to emerge from the crowd with the roar of a bear, ready to protect his female. “Hands off my woman!”
But Arden just stood there, watching the mayhem, with a confused boner and Mike’s taste still on his lips. He was so sober. His brain had used all and any excuses to let his body take the lead, but now he was faced with the reality of what he’d done.
He once again broke his own vows because he was a dumb slut whose brain was under the control of his dick, and the one way out of this was to stay away from Mike. He’d been lying to himself when he decided to sleep in Mike’s bed, because the end result of such stupidity had been obvious from the start.
When the phone flew across the room and a stampede of fists followed, Arden took the opportunity and fled.
Chapter 14 – Mike
Mike was furious.
So maybe having sex in public hadn’t been the best idea when your partner was a bit out of the ordinary, but he couldn’t resist Arden’s seduction and had counted on the unspoken social contract that whatever happened at club parties stayed there. Maybe Shay hadn’t quite gotten the memo, considering she was doing amateur porn for a living, but most people did not want compromising videos to exist, much less so on a stranger’s phone. She gave a shriek and covered her mouth when Mike had reduced the offending device to a piece of broken junk, but of course Kane was there, claws and all.
“Did he touch you?” Kane roared, but Shay shook her head, still too shocked to speak.
“He wrecked my phone!” she screeched. “The fuck, asshole?”
Kane swung his fist Mike’s way, but his drunk ass failed to judge distance right, and the counter got in the way.
Mike slammed the broken thing on the counter and pointed at her. “Your woman filmed and photographed me having sex with Arden. What’s up with that, huh?”
“I just thought you looked cute together!” she yelled, trying to get through Kane with her long nails ready to become claws, but Kane had enough brain cells to hold her back.
“You can’t just record people in here!” he said, tension making liquor evaporate from his body. He bit his lip and grabbed her shoulder, shaking it gently so she’d focus. “Did you do it to anyone else? You can’t fucking do that!”
She blinked, staring between the broken phone and Kane, shocked he wasn’t defending her any longer.
“I’m assuming she’s sorry,” Mike barked, looking around to pull Arden under his arm now that the offending device was out of commission.
But the boy was nowhere to be seen.
Shit.
Shit. Shit. Shit.
“Arden?” He turned to see his mom, of all people, and her face, without the usual smile, told him about the depth of her disappointment.
“First you give your father a black eye, and now this?” she asked in a curt tone, adjusting her neon pink tank top.
Which meant that she’d watched him get a blowjob, and while this wasn’t the most embarrassing experience in Mike’s life, he definitely wasn’t happy about it. “Not now. Have you seen where Arden went?”
At least it wasn’t like the whole party died down to witness his shame. The music was still going, people hung out by the pole, Axel was following twins who kept baiting him for attention, and Jag was still going at it with the girl on the pool table. The fucker was Dad’s age and still had so much energy. Good for him, but he had to be taking Viagra or some shit—