-1 star... And yes I knew he was a stripper before starting this and the heroine doesn't get bothered by this in fact she goes to the club to see him perform!
~Weak, pathetic spineless heroine.
~Piece of shit hero who cheats on his girlfriend.
Oh in case someone says they were broken up NOPE THEY WERE PRETTY MUCH STILL TOGETHER WHEN HE WENT UNDERCOVER!
So let me explain he goes undercover and infiltrates a sex trafficking ring because his sister was a sex slave to make it "believable" he goes on dates on those dates he was supposed to sleep with this ow but he gave this ow a excuse saying that he was impotent so instead of sleeping with this ow he stays in the hotel and "hang out" with this woman meanwhile he doesn't even bother contacting the heroine to tell her what's wrong or what he's doing! And why didn't he do the same shit or give an excuse before fucking the ow like he did before???
So when he wants to buy his sister or rescue her and one of the men from this supposed sex trafficking ring tells him he needs to fuck this OW.
And the heroine is a weak pathetic doormat who forgives him. She lets him fuck her AND ALL I COULD THINK ABOUT IS HOW HE SHOVED HIS DICK INTO THE OW!!!
Don't ask me how this shit ends because I skimmed most of it.
Yep he gets rewarded marrying this stupid weak ass bitch.
“Fuck fuck fuck. She’s not an innocent underage girl, but she is in a position where she can’t say no. One glance at Randall tells me I have no choice. I can fuck her, or end up with a bullet in my head. Probably her too.
“I don’t have a condom.”
Jana gives a fake giggle and pulls out the drawer beside the bed, displaying an array of condoms, lube and sex toys.
Resigned, I grab a new tube of lube and a rubber. Jana crawls backward on the bed, sliding her panties off and opening and closing her legs, giving me a glimpse of her pussy. The flat look in her eyes tells me she isn’t really seeing me now, she’s gone to whatever place in her head allows her to fuck strangers without giving up a piece of herself.
Sadie’s blue eyes flash in my mind, and as guilty as I feel that I’m about to cheat on her, I know picturing her is the only way I’m going to get hard. Shoving my pants and underwear down, I grip my cock, stroking it while I imagine Sadie’s hands on me, her plump lips wrapped around me. The condom rolls on smoothly, and I coat it in lube since I doubt this situation will make Jana wet.
Bishop takes a seat across the table from Randall, and I try to block them out. At least they’re far enough away so we can whisper and not be heard. “Are you sure?”
“Yes, we don’t have a choice, and it’s not the first time. Just do it. Doggy style.” Running her hands over my chest, she gives me a wide smile.
“How do you want me?” she asks, loud enough for them to hear.
“On your hands and knees,” I order, barely recognizing my own voice.
Her ass is toward me now, and we’re faced away from the two psychos watching. Closing my eyes, I picture Sadie. I keep her in my mind’s eye as I slide inside Jana. All I can see is Sadie’s smile, hear her sexy giggle, as I thrust in and out.
Jana plays her part, moaning and begging for more, and I throw in an ass slap every now and then until finally, I feel my release building. I’ve never wanted to come less in my life, but my body doesn’t know that and I empty into her with a grunt.
“Not even a hint of foreplay!” Bishop laughs, clapping his hands. “Ruthless.”
Leaning over Jana’s back, I whisper, “Are you okay?”
“Yeah, fine.”
“I’m so sorry.”
“I know, just keep playing the game.”
Pulling out of her, I yank off the condom and toss it in the wastebasket beside the bed. “You can get dressed. I’m done,” I bark, before turning to Bishop. “Now, about Ruby?”
“Sweetheart, please, don’t cry. It’s tearing me up.” When I sit next to her, she shakes her head, keeping it down, her face hidden.
“You touched her, kissed her, was inside her.”
God, I knew that feeling. Just the thought of someone else touching her naked body makes me want to puke.
“No, baby.” I wrap my arm around her, relieved when she doesn’t resist. “I didn’t kiss her or touch her the way you’re picturing. I didn’t want her. It was just a quick meaningless fuck. I had trouble even staying hard until…” Shit. Maybe I shouldn’t tell her that.
“Until what?” she demands, wiping her face.
“Until I closed my eyes and pictured you. It was so awful. Two guys were watching us, one with a gun in his hand, and even though she told me it was okay, I knew she didn’t want it just as much as I didn’t. All I feel is guilt. Guilt for going through with it, even though I know there was nothing else I could do. Guilt for fucking a woman who didn’t want me.”
Pulling her closer to me, I press my lips to her hair. “But it’s nothing to the guilt I feel for hurting you. I just couldn’t have that secret between us. I swear I didn’t want her. I’m not a cheater, Sade. If you can forgive me, I’ll never hurt you again, I swear.”
Seconds turn to minutes as we sit in silence, both deep in thought. Could I have done this differently? How can I regret what I’ve done when it brought Hannah back to me? Does that make me just another selfish asshole?
Finally, she heaves a deep sigh. “I can’t blame you. I believe that you did it to save the agent, yourself, and your sister, but…it hurts. It really fucking hurts.”
“I know, sweetheart. I’m so sorry.”
Her glassy eyes gaze into mine. “Do you really love me?”
Her skin is so soft as I brush my palm over her damp cheek. “More than I ever thought it was possible to love anyone. I’m terrified of losing you, but if this is all too much to forgive, I understand.”
“You don’t need my forgiveness for rescuing your sister. She’s lucky to have you.”
“I need you to forgive me for hurting you. I want you to trust me"
“I do. I forgive you and trust you."