Blind Seed by Olivia Gaines

Author:Olivia Gaines
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: interracial, hispanic, latino, crime, hitmen, crime saga
Publisher: Davonshire House Publishing
Published: 2022-04-26T00:00:00+00:00

Chapter Eleven - Brood

Falling Rocks didn’t feel like going to work. He wanted to stay home all day in bed with his cute wife, allowing her strong, firm, capable hands to work out the kinks in his back. Instead of being able to spend the day as he wished, he had to drive down the mountain, then on for another hour to Lake Norman, cross the bridge into Davidson, and hide high in the mountains on the opposite side of 1-77 to wait for Alan Chaterlain, another asshole who got on the list of stupid ideas to make money illegally through the use of children, which in less than two hours was going to get the man dead. A good dead. A pissed off dead because again, Falling Rocks wasn’t in the mood to kill anyone today.

His wife had made love to him so well, that he threw his back out, sprained his penis, and saw little birds fly around his head when he planted his seed. A man didn’t get a nut like that every day, and now this Alan Pedophile was going to ruin his happy thoughts, plus a nice day where he could have stayed in bed, and by bed, he meant, planting his junk inside his wife as he showed her how her pus...

“I’m sorry, Charlotte, were you talking to me?” he asked looking up as she interrupted his thoughts.

“I can read your face. You’re thinking nasty thoughts about me,” she said, smiling at him. “Come on over here.”

“I am thinking nasty thoughts about you and that speaker box of yours that took away my ability to speak,” he said softly, allowing the deep crinkles to form around the corner of his eyes. “What do you want anyway? I have to get to work.”

“Just to realign that body of yours and get those kinks out of your back; come on, let’s get this done,” she said leaning onto the bed, her legs spread wide.

Falling Rocks had no idea what she planned to get done, but if it started with her in that position, he’d give it a try. She leaned back, pulling his torso to her mid-section. The arches of her feet rested on his hips as she had him reach upwards as if his mommy was removing a dirty tee over his head. Charlotte’s feet braced as she pulled hard and Falling Rocks heard a pop.

“I’m scared to move. Please...please...please don’t let me be paralyzed,” he mumbled as he stood up slowly. He stretched tall and his back never felt better. “Whoa!”

“Yes, thank me later, but you need to shower, get to work, and come on home for dinner,” she told him, “You come back to me, Boyd Glover.”

“I always come back,” he said with a wink.

Charlotte avoided him as he prepared for work. He didn’t explicitly say what he did, but she had an idea. The last thing he needed to worry about was her worrying about him. She packed him a sandwich, wishing they had fruit and went to the upper deck to work on her podcast.

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