Page 54 of Pushed Through The Dark
My brother hated the business. He always had. He was only there for the money, and nothing more. He didn't care about carrying on what our father and grandfather taught us.
He's not here for the business. You know that.
As our clientele took a darker turn, that was when his interest seemed to peak more. He wanted to be more involved in the meetings, but not in anything else. It was like he found something he liked in these men, something he wanted, someone he wanted to become.
Maybe the dark side slipped inside him, and now it won't let go.
I couldn't say the appeal of the men we were around didn't have an effect on me too. The power they seemed to have, the way people groveled at their feet and were willing to do anything for them, it was intoxicating. It was something I couldn't help but admire too.
But it was also dangerous. Too much power and you'd lose control. You'd become Virgo, or Alek, or a number of other men I'd met along the way. That kind of power will change you. And my brother, he lacked the self-control needed to keep it in check.
It hurt to say it, but I wouldn't think twice if it came down to it; I will kill whatever threats came my way, and trust me, there have been plenty.
I'd be the executioner, but I wouldn't be the villain.
These men, men like my brother, they only see one kind of power, and that power was driven by death and destruction. I wasn't that man.
Lathering Aubrey's hair, I massaged her scalp with my fingertips, causing her to moan.
"Mm," she groaned as she rolled her head against my hands. "That feels good."
"I'm glad, you've been through enough, you don't deserve to hurt anymore." Rinsing my hands in the water, I asked, "Can you tip back to rinse? Or do you need my help?"
"No, I got it." Turning, she centered herself and held the tub as she arched her back, dipping all her hair into the water.
The bubbles dripped down her chest, exposing her tits. Her nipples were hard, her skin glistening as the bubbles continued to trickle down her ribs, merging with the water.
My cock jerked in my pants. She looked so fucking sexy all wet and soapy, it was making it hard for me to concentrate.
Aubrey sunk all the way under the water, disappearing beneath surface. A rush of bubbles burst on the top of the water as she blew out air through her nose. She pushed herself back up out of the water, and ran her hands down her hair, pulling them down to the ends.
Dancing her fingers across the water, she tilted her head and looked up at me. "I feel better, thank you."
"Don't thank me." Shaking my head, my eyes fell to her perfect tits as droplets of water fell off her nipples.
She caught me looking, and slowly slid her hand up her belly to grab her tit. Rolling the firm bead between two fingers, she gently plucked it.
Darting my eyes back to hers she smiled. "You like looking at me. I feel your eyes all the time. Constantly watching, observing, lusting."
"You're a beautiful woman, I can't help it."
Her hand glide over her smooth and slippery skin to her other tit, squeezing it hard. "Why?"
"Why what?"
"Why am I beautiful?"
"Besides your body, and your perfect lips, and smile, and the freckles that run across your cheeks?" She smirked and giggled. "Well, you're strong, you're smart, you're not afraid to speak what you're thinking."
Her hand moved down her belly, disappearing into the water. "Keep talking," she said as she started to touch her pussy. "I like what I'm hearing."
Grinning, I adjusted my cock in my pants as it pushed against my zipper. "You pay attention to everything, every detail, every action, every word. You don't miss a thing."
"Mm," she moaned as she started to rock her hips. "You're a convincing man," she said, opening her eyes and biting her bottom lip. "Keep going."
"You're going to have to give me more then. I know nothing about you, except what I've been able to see."
"More. . ." She paused, nibbling on the inside of her cheek. "I'm not here to give, I'm here to take."
