rolled into the next, Ethan flicked a glance in Sarah’s direction. She hugged Brand once more and made her way to the bar.
She ordered water with lemon and turned. With the glass halfway to her mouth, she froze. Her eyes met his, holding, before she pivoted away and walked toward a group of women.
Two hours later, Ethan moved to yet another location, standing in the background not far from Tatiana. He struggled to focus on his job as his gaze wandered to Sarah—again. He couldn’t help but smile when she discreetly pulled her phone from her purse, sneaking another peak at the time. She hated these events.
Sarah made her way in his direction, stopping next to Tatiana. Tatiana grinned and wrapped her in a hug. When Tatiana eased back, her brows furrowed. She said something to Sarah, who shook her head.
He couldn’t hear their conversation, but Sarah was close enough for him to get a good look at her. She smiled as she spoke, but it didn’t reach her eyes. She glanced in his direction, eyes full of misery and hurt, before she turned and walked from the room. He wanted to go after her, but they would solve nothing surrounded by a thousand people, so he stopped himself.
“Austin, everything’s all set here. Make sure Sarah gets home safely, will you?” Ethan said into his mike.
“You got it, boss.”
Zeke sat in his car two houses down from Sarah’s. With binoculars at the ready, he waited for her return. She’d been gone for hours , and he was getting pissed. It was after midnight, for Christ’s sake. He had to work tomorrow.
His hand flexed and bunched at his side as he worked himself into a rage. Was it too much to ask for her to get her ass home? He left her something, didn’t he? They always fucking wanted something. Here he’d gone and gotten her a present, and she couldn’t even hurry back to find it. Some bitches are so inconsiderate .
The flowers were going to wilt at this rate. He brought her two—a symbol of sorts. Zeke figured by the time he left her half a dozen, he would be ready, especially if his practice sessions went as well as tonight’s.
Zeke discovered a neat little bonus he definitely wanted to explore further. If he liked it as much as he had this evening, he might add it to his repertoire—spice things up a bit.
The whore he chose had breezed by while he’d been stopped at a traffic light earlier in the afternoon. It’d been fate, just like the day at the beach when he found Sarah.
His ‘lady’ of the evening’s hair was darker blonde, almost too dark, but he couldn’t let trivial things like that stop his progress. Her eyes had been blue and that was what mattered. Their eyes had to be blue, like Margaret’s.
Fury spewed through his black heart as he thought of the woman who’d never given him a second glance, even after he’d sworn his undying love—but that didn’t matter anymore because he had Sarah. She was hotter than Margaret by a mile.
He wondered if Sarah would like the new twist he’d added in the bedroom. He’d let this bitch fight, and boy did she fight. In fact, she almost overpowered him at one point, but when he grabbed her by the throat and squeezed until her legs kicked and her arms thrashed, he’d cum in his jeans from the power.
That had settled her right down. She’d gagged and coughed when he removed his hands. When he knew he had her full concentration, he’d forced her to play with him until he’d been good and hard and ready to go again.
He’d plunged into her until she cried out. She didn’t exactly cry out in ecstasy the way the others always did, but it had worked. He’d put his hand on her throat and applied pressure until she gasped and her eyes had gone huge. He’d seen fireworks while he filled his condom. Fuck yeah, he couldn’t wait to do it again.
Zeke had plans for the next one, wherever she happened to be. He was going to up the ante. He wasn’t sure if she would like the new game, but who the fuck cared. He sure
She ordered water with lemon and turned. With the glass halfway to her mouth, she froze. Her eyes met his, holding, before she pivoted away and walked toward a group of women.
Two hours later, Ethan moved to yet another location, standing in the background not far from Tatiana. He struggled to focus on his job as his gaze wandered to Sarah—again. He couldn’t help but smile when she discreetly pulled her phone from her purse, sneaking another peak at the time. She hated these events.
Sarah made her way in his direction, stopping next to Tatiana. Tatiana grinned and wrapped her in a hug. When Tatiana eased back, her brows furrowed. She said something to Sarah, who shook her head.
He couldn’t hear their conversation, but Sarah was close enough for him to get a good look at her. She smiled as she spoke, but it didn’t reach her eyes. She glanced in his direction, eyes full of misery and hurt, before she turned and walked from the room. He wanted to go after her, but they would solve nothing surrounded by a thousand people, so he stopped himself.
“Austin, everything’s all set here. Make sure Sarah gets home safely, will you?” Ethan said into his mike.
“You got it, boss.”
Zeke sat in his car two houses down from Sarah’s. With binoculars at the ready, he waited for her return. She’d been gone for hours , and he was getting pissed. It was after midnight, for Christ’s sake. He had to work tomorrow.
His hand flexed and bunched at his side as he worked himself into a rage. Was it too much to ask for her to get her ass home? He left her something, didn’t he? They always fucking wanted something. Here he’d gone and gotten her a present, and she couldn’t even hurry back to find it. Some bitches are so inconsiderate .
The flowers were going to wilt at this rate. He brought her two—a symbol of sorts. Zeke figured by the time he left her half a dozen, he would be ready, especially if his practice sessions went as well as tonight’s.
Zeke discovered a neat little bonus he definitely wanted to explore further. If he liked it as much as he had this evening, he might add it to his repertoire—spice things up a bit.
The whore he chose had breezed by while he’d been stopped at a traffic light earlier in the afternoon. It’d been fate, just like the day at the beach when he found Sarah.
His ‘lady’ of the evening’s hair was darker blonde, almost too dark, but he couldn’t let trivial things like that stop his progress. Her eyes had been blue and that was what mattered. Their eyes had to be blue, like Margaret’s.
Fury spewed through his black heart as he thought of the woman who’d never given him a second glance, even after he’d sworn his undying love—but that didn’t matter anymore because he had Sarah. She was hotter than Margaret by a mile.
He wondered if Sarah would like the new twist he’d added in the bedroom. He’d let this bitch fight, and boy did she fight. In fact, she almost overpowered him at one point, but when he grabbed her by the throat and squeezed until her legs kicked and her arms thrashed, he’d cum in his jeans from the power.
That had settled her right down. She’d gagged and coughed when he removed his hands. When he knew he had her full concentration, he’d forced her to play with him until he’d been good and hard and ready to go again.
He’d plunged into her until she cried out. She didn’t exactly cry out in ecstasy the way the others always did, but it had worked. He’d put his hand on her throat and applied pressure until she gasped and her eyes had gone huge. He’d seen fireworks while he filled his condom. Fuck yeah, he couldn’t wait to do it again.
Zeke had plans for the next one, wherever she happened to be. He was going to up the ante. He wasn’t sure if she would like the new game, but who the fuck cared. He sure
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