Three, Two, One (321)
Published on January 28, 2015 Genres: Adult, Adult Suspense, Contemporary, Dark, Erotic Romance, Mystery, New Adult, Psychological, Romance, Romantic Suspense
Battered, barefoot, and huddled under a bookstore awning, trying to stay out of the pouring rain, Blue only knows one thing. After fifteen months of captivity, finally… she is free.
Self-made millionaires, JD and Ark, are not out to save anyone when they stumble upon the wet and shivering girl one early Sunday morning. But when you sell sex for a living and salvation is ringing your bell… you answer the call.
After years of searching, love lifts the veil of darkness, and three people—with three very big secrets—find themselves bound together in a relationship that defies the odds.
Or does it?
Love. Lust. Sex.
This trinity might be perfection… but not everything should come in 3’s.
FY I – THERE ARE THREE EXCERPTS AND THREE GIVEAWAYS
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EXCERPT Three, Two, One (321)
I hold my breath as the man comes into view from the right and takes two steps. Two steps where I’m hopeful that he will not look to his left and see me standing here. A complete sobbing, fearful mess of a girl. The girl they are probably looking for right now.
But his head turns and he stops. Mid-stride. And he just looks at me for a long moment. I bite my lip and hold in another sob, but not completely, so it partly escapes and comes off as a whimper.
His eyes narrow down into slits. He’s wearing a black bomber jacket with the hood pulled up over his head and he’s got a large duffel bag slung over his shoulder. He looks scary as fuck until those eyes rest on mine. I let out the breath I was holding. Those eyes tell me everything. They are dark, but they are deep. And they are not the eyes of the men I am running from. “You OK?” he asks.
Before I can answer the second pair of boots is running towards us and another guy appears behind him. My eyes shoot to the face of the newcomer and again, I’m surprised with what I find there. “Who’s this?” he asks in a playful tone. “My, my,” he adds, pushing the first guy out of the way.
I stare at him for a moment. His eyes are light. Very light blue. Memorizing. Like the sky of a bright summer day. His blonde hair is cropped short and he’s got some blonde stubble on his chin to match. He’s soaked too, but he’s not dressed for it either. He’s wearing a tan flannel checked with red that looks so old-school, it might actually be from the Nineties. It’s hanging open, not even buttoned up for the weather, and underneath is a faded red t-shirt with the Rolling Stones tongue on it. “You look cold, darling. And wet.” He winks at me as he takes a step to close the few feet of distance between us.
I shrink away from Grunge and look back at Deep Dark. Desperate for some way to get past this moment. His eyes latch onto mine and never let go. “You need some help?”
I shake my head at him.
But then Grunge is right up next to me, pulling my cold body into his. “You’re freezing,” he says, rubbing my bare arms. And then he wraps his hands around my waist and laughs into my neck like we’ve been friends our whole lives. “Me too. Wanna keep each other warm?”
I struggle against him and Deep Dark puts a hand on Grunge’s shoulder. “Stop, JD. You’re scaring her.”
JD puts his hands up in the air. A ‘my bad’ gesture, and steps away so Deep Dark can move in closer.
He scans my body, seeing pretty much all of it, since the dress is wet and plastered up against my bare nipples. They are perked up from the cold and pressing so hard against the thin fabric of my dress, every shift of my body rubs across them, making me shudder.
“Do you need help or not?” Deep Dark asks again. “Because we’re losing money here.”
“Hey,” JD interrupts. “Calm down, man. We’ve got time. That last bitch bailed.”
“Yeah,” Deep Dark says. “Which means we need another bitch fast.”
“Well, lookie here,” JD says, gesturing to me. “She’s got potential.” He looks me up and down now, the same way Deep Dark just did. But he smiles. “She’s perfect, actually. Hey darling, you need to make some money today? Get yourself out of this, ah, situation you find yourself in?”
“Money?” I manage to squeak out. My head is spinning. So bad.
He moves up close to me again and his hands find the same place on my waist they had a few moments ago. “We’d like to take some pictures of you. Right here,” he says, motioning to the alcove we’re all squished up into.
I shake my head no, but he ignores me and turns to Deep Dark. “Go over there, Ark,” he whispers, pointing to an empty bus stop across the pedestrian street where only the mall buses run. “Your camera will be dry in there, right? And you got a long lens?”
Ark nods his head, but he’s looking at me, not JD. “This what you want?”
“What kind of pictures?”
Ark opens his mouth to speak, but JD beats him to it. “No nudies, darling. Just like you are. You’re fine. OK?” He reaches up and swipes a strand of wet hair away from my eyes.
“What do I have to do?”
JD smiles. “Depends on how much you wanna make. OK?”
“How much do I get for standing here and doing nothing?”
JD leans in and kisses me. I’m so shocked I don’t even pull away. His lips brush gently against mine, lingering for a moment. His hot breath caressing my cold face. And then his hand is behind my neck as he slips in some tongue—twisting us together in a way that sends a chill of heat through my entire body. When he pulls away I almost reach for him.
“Stand here looking lost and cold… I’ll pay you a hundred dollars. Let me kiss you like this and you get two hundred. Get on your knees and suck my cock and that’s five hundred. So it’s your call, darling. You tell me how much you need.”