Author: Victoria Ashley
Series: Walk of Shame #3
Release Date: July 6th 2015.
About the Book
My name is Cale Kinley and I’m a fucking Virgin…
Well, with the exception of my tongue. The countless things I can do with my tongue are bound to leave you breathless and begging for more, but more… is something that I can’t give. It’s a choice. My choice.
There’s a reason for that. A very good reason, and that reason is her.
She’s the only woman that I want to bury myself deep in. The one woman I have wanted since I was old enough to fuck.
I never got my chance though, because she left. She had no choice and it stung like hell. But I couldn’t let her leave without telling her how I felt. I wanted her to be my first and I didn’t give a shit how long I’d have to wait.
It’s been six years and now she’s back and sexier than all hell. Just the sight of her stops my damn heart from beating. I want her and for more than just having her as my first.
I’m determined to have her in every way possible. She thinks this is still a game; that I’ve already given myself to countless women. What she doesn’t know is that I have a lot of willpower.
When I want something as badly as I want her, I don’t let shit stand in my way. I’m going to prove that to her. There’s just one little problem I need to take care of…
Standing up straight, I run my hands through my hair while letting out a frustrated breath, bringing myself back to reality. I’m not much of a drinker, but right now… I feel like downing a fifth of whiskey.
Trying to get my head back into my performance, I twist both of my arms into the chain hanging above my head and thrust to the slow rhythm, while letting my unbuttoned jeans fall lower and lower with each movement. The screaming of the crowd causes me to put on a fake smirk and get into the moment as much as I will get, enough to at least finish my last performance of the night.
I’m close to the edge of the stage. Girls are reaching out to grope me as I give them a show. I can feel the sweat rolling down my body, dripping onto the marble stage at my feet as I continue pretending that I’m fucking every single girl in this room.
That’s what they all want. That’s all they ever want. These girls are here because they want to feel as if I want them, so… that’s what I make them believe. As fucked up as it sounds, it sends them home happy. That’s what matters here at Walk Of Shame.
I open my eyes and bring them down to meet the brunette below me that is eagerly waving a wad of cash above her head. Releasing the chains, I walk to the edge of the stage, grab onto the back of her head, and grind my crotch into her face before thrusting repeatedly. In no time my jeans are on the floor and I’m standing in nothing but my white, very see through, boxer briefs.
I grind slow and hard, making her reach around and shove her cash into the back of my boxer briefs, just above my ass crack. I feel her hands exploring my ass, so I reach behind me and discretely pull them away before jumping off the stage.
The screaming of the women gets significantly louder as soon as my feet hit the main level. It’s almost the end of my performance, and tonight I’m ending it with a little something special.
Making my way through the crowd I stop in front of the redhead that is hopefully going to help clear my head later. Straddling her lap, I sway my hips while running her hands up my bare chest, before pushing them down my body and stopping at the waist of my briefs.
I hear a little gasp escape her lips as I release her hands, letting her explore while I grind on her as if I were fucking her deep and hard; very deep and hard.
Smirking, I stand up from her chair before turning the other way and doing a quick handstand so that my cock is in her face. I begin to thrust my hips, swaying them around in a circle as the music speeds up, ending my performance.
About the Author
Victoria Ashley grew up in Rockford, IL and has had a passion for reading for as long as she can remember. After finding a reading app where it allowed readers to upload their own stories, she gave it a shot and writing became her passion.
She lives for a good romance book with tattooed bad boys that are just highly misunderstood and is not afraid to be caught crying during a good read. When she’s not reading or writing about bad boys, you can find her watching her favorites shows such as Sons Of Anarchy, Dexter and True Blood.
She is the author of Wake Up Call, This Regret, Slade, Hemy, and Get Off on the Pain. Victoria is currently working on more releases for 2015.
Victoria’s Facebook Page: http://goo.gl/mkzRHN