Wild Bastard by Ella Savitskaya (best feel good books txt) 📖

"All righty then. I've got a decent guy in mind. He'll be passing through town, we can arrange your meeting. You remember Radge? "

Sure, I remember him. Before I left, he was one of the few guys who managed to take me down.

"You bet. I'll be glad to meet him again."

"It's settled, then. I'll be in touch."

"Okay, let's do it."

We shake hands again right before Redhead's voice comes from behind.

"Matt!"

I turn around and get the attention of the most desirable brunette at the party. While we were watching the race, the guys wouldn't shut up about her. Literally everyone complained about her "feeding them with breadcrumbs and not giving any of them a proper meal".

"Marina, meet Matt," says Alex.

""Cash" for the friends," I pull the corner of my lips up, looking at the little sexy bitch unashamedly.

The girl is fucking amazing. I like her even better up close. Slightly slanted green eyes, puffy lips that I've been thinking about for the last hour and a half, small nose. I've already had time to check out her breasts, but my eyes fall just into the inviting cleavage. I wonder if her nipples are pink or brown.

"And I am Marina. Rinnah for the friends."

I take the glass from her cool fingers and take a few sips. Brandy. Clean. I'm surprised.

"Rie, won't you crawl away on all fours after those doses?"

"For you Marina, Matthew!" The bitch sasses, copying my gaze and deliberately examining me from head to toe.

Oh how! I bend down to her dark-haired head and speak in her ear:

"I think after I fuck you, you'll even agree to "R""

I pull away, staring at her expectantly. What's she gonna do? Will she splash brandy in my face? Slap me? Turn around and walk away? But no. Rie rewards me with a sympathetic look, comes closer, and presses her whole body against mine. She rubs against my groin, swaying her hips from side to side. The blood rushes to my shaft, pumping it with lust, and I imagine the bloody temptress will be swallowing it deep in an hour.

"I hate to break it to you, Matt, but judging by the size of the contents of your pants, you have to call me Miss Marina Mills. Because even if you try to fuck me, I'm afraid I wouldn't feel a thing."

Well, from my side I already feel : an imposing wave of anticipation brewing inside and rushing through my head. I squint my eyes, figuring out how good it would be to fuck her. She must be screaming loud when she cums and scratching like a cat. I like to be confronted. Such girls are much more enjoyable to break and bend than those who do it of their own free will.

I smirk and twist her dark lock of hair around my finger.

"Oh, you won't just feel it. You'll beg me to stop, but I won't."

"Rinnah" the guy from my uni suddenly walks up to us, interrupting the exchange of pleasantries, and pulls a grin in an idiotic way, "Hey, guys," Marina takes advantage of the moment and moves away from me at arm's length. Asswhole shakes hands with Redhead and turns his attention to her, "Remember, I promised you a ride? Are you ready?"

Rie comes to life, starting to shine like a Christmas tree, and gives him a smile in return. It differs from that one she gave me. Now it's sincere and open.

"You bet. I'm always ready. "

"There's my bike" I follow him as he points to the cheap red motorcycle, "You go ahead, and I'll go get my helmet. I left it in my friend's car."

"Okay," Rie finishes his brandy in one gulp, squinting slightly from the strength, and turns around for a slice of lemon. She pops the citrus into her mouth, gives Alex a peck on the cheek and tosses, "Bye, guys"

I turn around and see a guy who seems to have a colorful picture of tonight's outcome with Rinnah. Because he's shining like he's been given a harem by the sheik. After a second's hesitation, I walk up to him, have a few minutes of heart-to-heart talk, and the coward hands me his helmet and a leather jacket. I fasten the straps under my chin, throw on the jacket, and quickly walk over to the bike.

Marina shakes her hair and, after waiting for me to sit down, puts her arms around my waist.

"Where are we going?"

"Off for a ride!"

I answer and, roaring with the bike, start off before the girl realizes that the voice belongs to someone she didn't expect to see.

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