The Hustler Novels & Stories

He couldn't resist what is served before his eyes. "What's wrong? Don't be a scaredy-cat and do not disappoint me," she said in a very intimidating manner. Edward doesn't want to be called a coward or be the talk of the town for being a pussy, so he positioned himself and entrenches his manhood inside her. "It's just sex. A combination of biology and ego and it has nothing to do with love. I am doing this for my honor as a man," he said to himself. Edward starts thrusting Martina at a slow pace. He grabs her hips pulling them closer to him as he increases the pace, pumping them faster and harder.

Cane asked, and when I shook my head, he suggested that we go to the bar together to see if he was there or if anyone had seen him. We left the Fimbars mansion without getting much valuable information and started making our way to the dirty bar, owned by Husky, a man who earned the nickname Dirty. Husky was never a friend of the web, but he was never an enemy either. He was more of a neutral ground where all the groups would hang out. He got his name for his nasty nature and the way he liked dealing with business. One of the reasons why Dante refused to give Husky entry into the web was how dirty his ways were.

My pussy still felt swollen from the fight, that angry throb mixing with the hurt in my chest until I couldn’t tell which was worse. I grabbed my phone and opened the app store without thinking. No photos, no bullshit profiles, just straight dirty talk and vibes. I downloaded it fast, heart pounding while it was installed. “Fuck Jake and his mistress,” I whispered as I made my profile. Put up a quick shot of my cleavage in the tank top I still wore, no face, just tits pushed together and the hint of hard nipples showing through. Bio said fresh out of a cheating asshole’s bed, looking to feel wanted again. Send.

I try not to make a face as he smears the white excrement onto his jeans. “I have One Call. That means One Call is all it takes to locate the person dumb enough to steal my ride, hunt them down, and skin them alive,” he replies with a smile. I smile back, but something in his grin tells me he isn’t kidding. Lucky for me, Corbin’s phone rings and he excuses himself to take the call. I take the opportunity to walk away. The whole interaction was normal enough, but it left me feeling unsettled. I climb back into Marcus’ rental and take a moment to collect myself.

My hair was pulled into a messy bun, complemented by sultry night makeup and deep burgundy matte lipstick. "You really don't want any man? You know, for foreplay?" Heather added with a teasing grin. I turned my head, scanning the room, and almost gagged at the lewdness surrounding me. Couples—no, strangers—were pressed against walls, sprawled over chairs and tables, tangled in a feverish mess. Some were already half-naked. Well, it was normal here. These people were regulars. Hustlers. Pleasure seekers. "When will you let someone break your hymen? Are you saving it like some rare artifact?" Heather teased again, nudging me playfully.

This one had a blurry image of him on top of the imbecile. Jayden Steele, A City's Mysterious Tycoon, Caught in a Heated Confrontation at Rutherford Towers Over an Alleged Woman! Find out on page 25! And so many more. I threw the magazines to the side. 'How did I overlook this? What were those men doing?' I stared at the magazines with a cool detachment. "Paparazzi being their usual selves," I leaned back on the leather seat. She disregarded my response, "Yet you bring someone home, and they spend the night?"

Hr turned the light on only to watch her clearly. As he unbutton her few buttons and displayed her bare chest, “Fuck!!”- he cursed under his breath, as his fingers stroked slightly her nipple area. “That bastard Rayn hit a fucking jackpot.”- He cursed as he leaned to suck her nipple, but before he can do the room of the door opened, “Aaru….”

"Can you hear the nonsense you just spurt out? You underestimated the man by sending two men in? And keeping eight out? From the many operations we carried out in the past, when and where did we ever placed more men behind the bars? Answer me, you fucker!" "I thought he was just a fucking billionaire! He should be easy to handle! I never thought it was going to go this fucking way!" "Do not yell at me, you motherfucking bastard!" Jagger attempts to swing his arm at Hunter but he's quick to dodge it, holding his fist like he's holding women titties.

He sneered, he paced about the hallway. "Actually that's not the situation. I have been declared fit and fertile to have children. My reproductive organs are healthy and ready for conception. He..." "In your words, I am the cause of your childlessness?" he snapped. "No sir" she trembled. "I never said that". His hand extended and mid-flight carrying all berserker rage he felt towards her cheek. "Slap!" It echoed. "You must be out of your mind! are you here to insult me? are you insane?"

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