Page 1 of His Last Nerve

Prologue

Eleven years ago

“Hey there, handsome,” a female voice purred.

I didn’t bother looking at her and brought my beer bottle to my lips, taking a long swig. The bartender eyed me, then the female who decided to take a seat next to me. When his eyes landed back on me, he shook his head and that’s when I knew.

This woman was trouble.

I took another sip of my beer, suddenly craving something stronger. A hand touched my arm and every inch of me stiffened, my body going on high alert.

“I’m talking to you,” the woman said softly. I slammed my beer on the countertop and yanked my arm away from her. I turned and glared, baring my teeth.

“I heard you,” I clipped. The woman didn’t seem to mind my rudeness, she breezed right past it. She looked up at me with big brown eyes, batting her fake eyelashes at me.

“You seemed stressed, big boy. Wanna get out of here?” she asked, suggestion lacing her tone.

It had been six months since I got to bury my cock in something warm. She was pretty, not a knockout by any means, but pretty. She wasn’t my type either. Her hair was fake blonde, her tits just as manufactured. She wore too much makeup and aside from her fake tits, she had no curves, nothing for me to hold on to.

Still, she had a cunt and I needed to fuck something.

I stood, pulling out my wallet, slapping some bills on the counter. I grabbed her arm and yanked her up from her seat. “Let’s go.”

Excitement flashed in her eyes, and she followed me out like a lost fucking puppy. I didn’t bother holding the door open for her.

She was a means to an end, nothing more.

Ten minutes later, we were on the gravel road leading to my home, Hallow Ranch. I’d only been home for twelve hours. My brother was at a rodeo in the town over, and my father wasn’t speaking to me. I came home thinking I would get a warm welcome, but apparently, no one gave a shit.

Mason wasn’t even answering his phone. Then again, he never answered my letters either.

Pop was still pissed at me for enlisting. That was five years ago. I served my fucking country, and my father resented me for it. The asshole didn’t even bother to be grateful I’d come home in one fucking piece.

The blonde next to me was chatting away about God knows what, but I wasn’t listening. My eyes were on the road, my cock twitching at the thought of a hard fuck, my mind on the ranch.

Once I pulled up, she hopped out and looked at the house for a moment. Then her eyes landed on me. “You live here?”

“It’s mine. So yeah, I live here,” I answered, grabbing her arm again. I dragged her up the steps and through the front door. My father was in the living room, standing by the fire. It was in the middle of July and the man had a fire going. He looked at me first, and then his eyes drifted to the woman beside me.

Normally, I wouldn’t bring a girl like this home. Normally, I would just get a hotel room and fuck her until she passed out, then leave.

This time, all the fucks I had to give were gone.

“Pop,” I greeted, with a nod. He ignored me, staring at the woman for a bit longer before blinking and turning his back to us. Apparently, she wasn’t all that offended, but when I looked at her, she was smiling at me.

“You ready, big boy?”

Two hours later, I was balls deep, filling the condom inside her average pussy up. This was our fifth round; she didn’t mind being used. I groaned, my head falling back. Her legs were shaking but I didn’t give a shit, I pulled out and left to take care of the mess. Once I cleaned myself up, I pulled on a pair of sweats and reemerged to find the woman had made herself comfortable.

I shook my head, walking across the room to my phone. “Gonna call you a cab. You can wait downstairs.”

Her dull brown eyes went wide, astonished. “What?”

I turned to her, my face expressionless. She was in my bed, and I didn’t like the look of her there. “It’s time for you to leave.”

Suddenly, the bedroom door busted open with a crash and my head snapped to the side. My brother stood there, fuming, as his eyes met mine and then landed onto the woman in my bed.

“You fucking shitting me?” he growled.

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