I tied my apron tight to my body for the hundredth time, hoping it covered most of my shirt. Or at least where my boobs could be seen."Wow, we're getting a lot of tips today." Lexi cheered, looking at the top jar.I groaned, facepalming myself at the register. "I hate my life." I mumbled the anthem of my existence."Hey, there's even a guys number in here!" Lexi laughed, her brown effortless curls bouncing towards me. Her big brown eyes smiling with her lips.God, she's beautiful. How can a girl be so simply beautiful?"Lexi, I'm so over today. Why does a coffee shop need to be open until midnight anyways?" I looked at all the empty seats. Only one couple sitting in a chair in the corner.Their bodies close with their laptops covering their faces. God, they're definitely doing more than studying."We have free WiFi. A lot of student do their work here." Lexi smiled. Her love for the coffee shop was unbearable. She loved working here. Mostly because her mother owned it, she felt she n
My alarm rang through my room. The happy, chirpy song I chose just annoying me further.I moaned and groaned until I made it into the kitchen. Still wearing my clothes from yesterday. Coffee was already made, probably by Sam but I could barely open my eyes to see if anyone was in the kitchen with me.Once the hot liquid entered my mouth, I knew today would be a better day. Until.."Oh fuck, yes Jacob! Yes!" Lexi moaned, loud enough for the the whole house to hear."Oh for fucks sake." I placed my head to the counter and clapped my feet together like Dorothy - wishing I weren't here."All fucking night." Sam grumbled, in just as bad of a mood as me."I got maybe an hour of sleep last night." I complained back, not able to look up to him. "I'm going to die. Or kill myself if I can't sleep tonight."Sam mumbled a few words that I couldn't understand. i don't know what's worse, them fighting or fucking."It's Friday." He reminded me. Like he's done every morning for me. He's like my calen
Maddox's face scanned my own. A fire lit in his green eyes like a forest fire not dimmed even with his cocky smile.His finger, covered in my orgasm lifted my chin and slid to my mouth. He circled my lips as if putting lip stick on me.I stuck my tongue out, licking his finger as I kept our eye contact. I sucked on my juices that covered his fingers, deep throating them just once and pulled away.I gathered my things quickly and stood. I leaned my breasts into his face and lifted his chin just as he did to mine.I gave a wink before I walking away. Making sure to sway my hips with each movement.I couldn't make it far before Maddox was grabbing my wrist and pulling me into his chest.His dopey smile gone and replaced with pursed lips and furrowed brows. "You're just going to cum and leave me?""Yes." I stated matter of factly with a sigh. "This never happened and will never happen again."Maddox smirked down to me, releasing my wrist from his grasp."We'll see."And cue eye roll."Wha
Colten Gunn's POVThere are only two things in this fucked up world that I live for; motorcycles and women.I love riding them. Everything about women and bikes are the same; They like to be eased into the stroke then man handled around tight corners. To be pushed to their max until they're red lining and screaming for me to let off the gas. Feeling them vibrate beneath me as I control them with my body. The purr they make when I push my chest into them to go faster."Colt." Hudson pushed a pool cue into my side. His gruff voice only co-existing with his braided beard and leather jacket. "You're up."I placed my beer down and simmered my raging thoughts that seemed to only be creating a problem in my pants tonight. My tattooed knuckles wrapped around the stick as I bent over in my tight fitted jeans to line up my shot."What's up with you tonight? You seem out of it." Hudson asked but he didn't really care. He was more concerned that I wasn't interested in the game of pool he'd been g
Harley Finley's POVMy once quiet life is in shambles. In a matter of hours it turned from the most lovely, sunny day into a series of hurricanes circling above my head. Landfall projection, my home town. The wind speed, fuck-you mph. The amount of rainfall, you're-in-hell feet. Total damage to be determined.Now, here I am, being guided out of the bar I had my first drink at when I was sixteen. Where I was currently sulking like a little bitch and craving attention like a little whore, dressed in the most provocative clothing I own.Granted, even if my sperm donor is dead and my boyfriend cheated on me, I feel fucking fantastic. We're in the eye of the storm, babes! With a hot guy ready to fuck me senseless while I wait for the rain to start again."Fuck, Colt. Hold on." I groaned pulling my arm from his tattooed grip then fumbling through my purse on my shoulder all while trying to keep my gait straight, in the dark, drunk. All I could hear is the my phone ringtone going off, killi
Harley Finley POVMy gut twisted at the sight in front of me. There had to be over a hundred people gathered around, all wearing black tux's or dresses. Their heads bowed in a respectful manner to the man being lowered into the ground. Cries and sobs could be heard from the back, where I stood, hiding from everyone.I couldn't face them. I didn't want to.My big black sunglasses hid me from the crowd, just long enough for me to witness Jim, my father, being lowered six feet under. People spoke softly, talking about wonderful memories with him and how Jim was such a giving person.I held back my protesting remarks with a middle finger raised in my pocket. But even that didn't stop the tears.Sure, we hadn't talked in five years before Jim's sudden death. And right before I left he told me how much he disliked his own daughter. I wished for years he would have changed. That I would have been given the chance to see Jim in the same light as everyone else.Especially my brother, Elijah, w
Harley FinleyIt was almost nine at night. Mostly everyone had gone home leaving just Elijah's skeleton crew, as I like to call them- Hudson and Colt. It seemed they spent the most time together, hanging out and drinking beer. I guess they even worked together."So, Jim's bike shop is still open?" I raised a beer to my lips, trying to keep up with all the new information everyone was spitting at me."Yeah." Elijah spoke solemnly. "We all work there. I'm going to try to keep it going but we'll see.""I thought he'd be out of business after a few years." I laughed to myself, only earning confused looks from Hudson, Colten and Elijah. "Don't act like he was a saint just fixing those motorcycles."Hudson shook his head and Colten fiddled with the beer in front of him.I looked to Elijah with disgust. "Don't tell me you're going to sell drugs out of there like he did."Elijah shrugged, "I don't know, Lee. Maybe. I got twins on the way. I need some type of extra income for the extra mouths
Harley FinleyI was supposed to leave and already be home by now in my little apartment above the quiet old lady who had twenty cats. I should be sitting on my couch with a glass of wine re-watching The 100 for the thousandth time and drooling over Bellamy.But no.I'm still at my brothers, wishing Colten would bust down my door and take me on top my baby blue comforter. Even with all my posters staring at us while we fuck.All I could think about was his strong, manly hands tossing me around or holding me down while he thrusted into me. The ache between my legs just continued to worsen, moistening my panties with every naughty scenario that could come to mind.It was so bad to the point I decided to shower. Thinking maybe some warm water will sober me up and make me pure again.But even as I stood under the faucet, letting the water cascade down my naked body, he still rang in my ear like a nagging fly that wouldn't go away.My hands traveled down from my hair. Touching myself roughl