Page 61 of Bonita Brynne

I felt things spark in me, things I never felt for anyone. “When my club gets me, I will come back for you. I promise.”

“Shh, don’t talk like that.” She washed my arms and my chest. “There’s someone else you can save.”

“Who?” My dick wasn’t hiding anymore. The more she touched me, the more turned on I got. This should be the most embarrassing day of my life, but I enjoyed having her hands on me.

“A girl.” She crouched to wash my legs and feet, eye-level with my erection. She didn’t even seem bothered by it.

“Where is she?” I glanced at the open door. The guards couldn’t hear us over the shower, which explained why she talked so much.

“The room next to you.” She wrapped her hand around my dick and stroked it.

My legs trembled, and I saw stars.

“Are you a virgin?” she asked.

“I’m fourteen. What do you think?” Almost fourteen, later in the year, but she didn’t need specifics.

“Sorry.” She released me. “I know guys younger than you who’ve had sex.”

“No, don’t stop.” What did I say? “I mean, it felt good.”

She smiled and her cheeks turned pink. “I like you, Raymond. After today, I’ll never see you again.”

“I like you too. But I mean it. My club will get you out.”

“No, just worry about the other girl.” She eyed my dick. “Do you want me to… you know… suck it?”

“Um, what?”

“Nevermind.”

I touched her head with the tips of my fingers. “Do you want to suck it?”

“I prefer yours over theirs.” She flicked her eyes at the door.

Holy crap, what? “Sure. Go for it.” I’d heard guys at school talk about getting blowjobs and had seen enough of it at the clubhouse. Every dude had a first time. This might be mine.

“First, you’ll get her out, right?” She took my hard dick in her hand.

“Yes, but who is she?”

She licked the tip, and I nearly came. “A Mafia princess named Rosa. Tell me where your club is, and I’ll tell her who you are when I see her later.” She took me into her mouth. The feel of her tongue and the pressure building in me was the most incredible thing I’d ever felt.

I talked fast, telling her everything.

And I promised to get her out of there and make her my girlfriend.

22

Track

At two in the morning, I needed to go to the clubhouse to prepare for the meeting, but I couldn’t leave my Bonita. She’d been exhausted and worried about her mom and Libby, so we had returned to our suite early in the evening so she could rest. I had tried to comfort her, but hell, I was worried too.

“Bonita, I need to go, baby.” I smoothed out her soft hair and kissed her cheek. Dammit, I hated waking her up.

“Hmm?”

“I need to go.”

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