Upside Down You're Turning Me Novels & Stories

"You did great, honey. I'll let you be on top tonight." I looked up in shock. I immediately felt light-headed. "Jessie was dying to see you fall apart after learning the truth. She insisted I livestream it. "If I said no, she'd keep throwing a fit. You know what she's like. She's like a spoiled brat, but I just can't do anything about it." I could see his lips parting and closing, but the sound of his voice faded into a distant buzz. My vision turned dark. I subconsciously grabbed the edge of the table to keep myself from falling.

“Are you looking down on me? I’m not a broke loser like you. Two million is nothing.” “Words don’t mean anything. Show me real cash.”

‎ ‎and in one flip, he turned me around, ‎ ‎and now he was right above me. ‎"Your body responds to me just the way I like it," he eyes danced, "but I'm sorry mama,... ‎ ‎"I need you to eat." ‎ ‎i shook my head, ‎ ‎feeling the sensations he sent through my neck burst through my veins, ‎ ‎", I don't think so," I giggled breathlessly, slipping away from underneath, ‎ ‎ ‎he turned to face me, leaning back now , with more amusement than desire in his eyes now,

“Flip me over,” I say, the words falling from my lips before I knew I was thinking them. A hungry little noise echoes in Kent’s chest as he moves the hand from my face and slips it beneath me, grabbing me from behind by my far hip and flipping me over in one quick movement, just as I asked.

Anders says, jumping up from the couch with his phone in hand. “Don’t you dare Anders!” I shriek and get up to chase after him and wrestle his phone from him. I’m halfway up the hallway, my arm pulling around his waist and the other reaching up to get the phone he is holding up over my head tauntingly when I hear the possessive rumble. The next thing I know, the room spins and I’m upside down, looking at Zale’s ass as he throws me over his shoulder. It’s a nice firm ass I muse distracted by it for a moment.

In a second I was hanging upside down. I tried to kick, but, my legs were held in place. “Put me down now!” I yelled. “careful or you’ll drop on your head.” Adrian said moving us out the door.

“Before you go, I need you to hold me all night.” And that was what it took for me to flip our position.

The gusting wind battered at my ears like being in the middle of a thunderstorm. "Turn to face the sky." I began to laugh hysterically. "How the hell am I supposed to do that?" "Flip over." Right, just flip over. I tried everything I could think of. Sitting up just made me nauseous. Rolling over had me rolling in so many circles I wanted to vomit again. "Roll over with your arms out." I snarled at the voice in my head. He made it sound so easy. I was running out of time. I rolled over, both hands out to my sides. It felt like someone pushed on my belly while holding one of my arms in place. But damn if I didn't actually flip over.

I turn, too slow. A glowing hand comes down hard on my head. And then— Nothing. Black.

I mumbled without looking at him. “You know,” he said again, a teasing edge in his voice, “reading works better when your book isn’t upside down.” What? I blinked, looked down and cursed under my breath. He was right. The damn book was upside down. Heat rushed up my neck and into my cheeks as I flipped it over and bit down on my embarrassment. “Thanks,” I muttered, barely audible. He smiled, as if my awkwardness was the highlight of his day. “Adam Austin,” he said, offering his hand.