Page 27 of Damaged Gods


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She sighs and yet doesn’t question me at all. Why would she and just heads back to the barstool. I press a fifty in her hand and say quickly, “Two more beers.”

“Really.” She rolls her eyes, and it makes me grin.

“I insist.”

As I leave her to get the drinks in, I head to the restrooms that are through a door at the back of the bar.

As I push through the door, it effectively cuts out the noise and I see the woman leaning against the wall, an open invitation in her eye.

“Hey, handsome.” She straightens up and sticks out her chest and I sigh inside.

Fuck my life.

I fix her with a lustful expression as I saunter over to her and slam my hands beside her, effectively pinning her to the wall.

“It appears your date has left.”

“So it would seem.” Her eyes are lit with lustful desire, and she wastes no time in placing her hand on my crotch, where my cock is still hard from Melissa’s attention.

“Do you want me to do something about that?” She purrs, gazing up under her lashes suggestively, and I whisper in her ear, “What about your boyfriend? I know him, and I’d be a fool to mess with the likes of him.”

“You don’t look like a fool, darlin’.” She whispers against my lips. “You don’t feel like one either.” She rubs her hand against my cock and whispers, “Don’t worry about him. He’s gone.”

“How do you know? He may be back any minute.”

She laughs softly. “Because Raine and his gang don’t free their prisoners. He is currently on death row and probably already in hell.”

“What did he do to earn his ticket?” I whisper against her lips and inch my hand under her rhinestone top.

She groans. “Messed with the wrong men.”

“How come?” I pinch her nipple and she gasps, thrusting against me as I increase the pleasure.

“He screwed one of the virgins they have ready to be shipped out. He was meant to be guarding her and took his turn.”

“So, she’s damaged goods now. Why would they kill him for that?”

She unfastens my jeans and her smooth hand slides over my cock as she digs her nails into my balls, tearing a tortured groan from my lips.

“Because the receiver likes them untouched. He pays a lot of money for a virgin and this one was prettier than most. It cost the receiver a lot of money and Danny his life.”

“The receiver?”

I whisper, as I inch my hands down toward her panties and she moans, “Some Columbian who runs a sex island. Apparently, rich dudes pay hundreds of thousands of dollars to party there for the weekend. The invite is for couples only though and only the invited gets to party.”

“How do I get one of those invites, darlin?”

“Is your daddy a billionaire, baby?”

“I wish.”

She pushes my jeans down to my knees and drops to hers, her fingers closing against my shaft as she presses her lips to the crown and licks the pre-cum from the tip.

“Then you need to go where the billionaires play, baby. Those fuckers’ heads belong in hell and make the rest of us look like angels.” She grips my shaft hard and as she slides it in, I brace my hands on the wall and fuck her mouth without care, needing the release to get my mind back to bastard. As I come hard down her throat, she gags at the force of it and, as I pull out, I drop a wad of dollar bills on the floor beside her.

“Thanks baby.”

“My pleasure. I’m here most nights if you want more than a blow.”

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