Page 18 of Beauty & Chaos


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And out of my life.

“Who was that?” Tony asks, walking over.

“I don’t know,” I reply honestly.

Glancing at the black card he handed me, I flip it over and over.

How strange.

On the front, his name and cellphone number are displayed, but the back simply has a large, bold, silverA.

“I really don’t know.”

“Let’s get you home.” Tony leads me out of the hospital, and I glance around.

He’s gone.

Travis is gone.

As we drive through the dark Manhattan streets, it almost feels like it was all a dream. Like a knight swept me off my feet (after injuring me) and made me fall in love with him.

Ridiculous, obviously.

But I have a feeling I’ll be thinking of Travis Warner for a long time. Because I’m not calling him.

I promise to treat you like a queen, then fuck you like a naughty wench.

Despite that very nice offer.

CHAPTER FIVE

TRAVIS

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Not. How. It. Was. Supposed. To. Go.

Instead of walking away with a plan in place, I have an erection the size of the Empire-fucking-State-Building and can’t get Brooklyn McKenna out of my mind.

I had my driver bring me to the club where I drank two Macallans one after the other, then talked shit with Killian for a while until he disappeared into the private rooms with two redheads.

I run my hand over my hard dick, watching the crowd below writhe to the music against one another. A man tugs a woman’s top off her shoulder, exposing her breast.

God.

I wonder what Brooklyn’s nipples look like. Does she like them sucked hard?

The way her mouth fell open earlier, and her dark lashes fluttered when I told her I’d fuck her, was just how she’d look on her knees. I’m sure of it.

Lowering my zipper, I tug out my cock and stroke. I have the entire VIP section to myself—not that it would matter if I didn’t—and close my eyes.

Then imagine my sexy Genevieve on her knees taking my cock, her hair high up in a ponytail, as I grip it and force her to take me deeper and faster.

Stroke, stroke, stroke.

I let out a moan. “Fuck, yeah.”

Finger yourself,I tell her in my fantasy.Press your fingers into your pussy and imagine it’s my cock inside you as you milk me with your mouth.