Homeward Bound (Journeyman Book 1) by Golden Czermak

Author:Golden Czermak [Czermak, Golden]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Paranormal
Publisher: Golden Czermak
Published: 2016-06-05T22:00:00+00:00

THE MUSIC WAS NARCOTIC, its deep base spilling out well above the evening streets. Inside Club AfterNight, sat atop one of the tallest buildings in Shoreditch, the wild beats coursed through the veins of everyone on the dance floor and lining the bar.

In one of the private suites attached to the club, available for high paying clientele to use for whatever purposes they saw fit, two bodies writhed under silken sheets in the cool blue hues cast by the dim floral lamps overhead.

Their moans were muffled by the ongoing dance music, bodies rising and falling with the beat until one of them sat upright. The shimmering covers fell away from her nude body and there she continued to grind on him, taking pleasure from the thickness filling her and ensuring he felt the same way.

He was gorgeous, as if a fashion billboard had mated with a fitness magazine. Piercing blue eyes looked back up at her own and his short cropped hair was so neat and trim, with nary a stray hair in sight despite the rough action.

Feelings upon ecstatic feelings were mounting; his abs began to tense, veins spidering their way across them as his back arched. As he grabbed her hips, his arms were swollen with veins and he guided her where and at the pace he wanted with those massive biceps.

Faster he went and faster she took it, taking his bare skin all the way to the base.

“I… I'm about to…” he said, deep voice still a tremendous turn on despite the stutters.

And then he did, filling her with himself as it spilled out onto his balls with satisfaction.

Satiated, she rose, his still huge dick flopping over to one side, glistening with their emissions.

“Thank you,” she said walking over to the nightstand and opening the topmost drawer. A flicker of light danced across her eyes.

“That felt amazing,” he said, sitting up on the edge of the bed. His member dangled invitingly between his legs, twitching and growing as the blood started to flow back into it for another round. “Want to go again? I'm sorry I didn't catch your name earlier.”

“Oh that's fine, it's Keli,” she said meekly, straddling him once again and giving his large pecs a rub with her left hand.

“That's a pretty name, Keli,” he said with such boyish charm. Pity.

“I'm so sorry, Chris,” she said with a hint of remorse, “but round two will have to wait; I have a call to make.”

“Right now?” he asked, slightly puzzled.

She nodded and with a quick strike, she cut his throat.

Desperately he grabbed at it while falling forward to the decorative carpet, a massive red stain growing out from his lifeless body.

She looked down to the damp floor, letting out a sigh as she stepped into the warm liquid. The wet fibers squished between her bare toes and as many times as she'd done it before, she couldn’t get over how medieval this method of communication was. She would often joke with herself that she could rest assured knowing it would always be cheaper than cell phone bills.

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