Beautiful Force by Ella Quinn Read Free Book Online

bucks and kicked her to the curb. He told her not to come back until she learned that he was her provider and creator. He also told her one-day she will learn that blood is truly thicker than water. Her father turned out to be right, she ended up crawling back to him after learning some tough lessons. 
    Allison had more barb ed wire around her heart than a prison camp, and she kept it guarded very well. She only allowed herself to get close enough to a potential suitor as a healthy substitute to her vibrator. Her motto was love ‘em and leave ‘em. She had no interest in building a lasting relationship with anyone. Holding hands and behaving like a giddy teenager was never her style. 
    Yet, she was all that of a woman through and th rough. Her male gynecologist could contest to this; after all, they had been known to exchange private house calls on a regular basis. They dubbed their fuck buddy relationship, Bartering for Booties. They were sexual confidants.
    Allison was very resourceful, and she chose both her male friends and her patients wisely after the incident with Mr. Patterson. She bartered with a handful of men. One of her close patients was a top executive for AT&T wireless phones. He provided her cell service and, in return, she engaged in sexting with him. This turned her on and also kept him at a distance. He wanted to hear her voice over the line, but she flat out refused. In her opinion, he didn’t really have a sexy voice so talking to him didn’t ignite any passion.  
    Besides, Allison talked and listened to patient’s problems all day long and didn’t want to do the same with a man when she got home. There was no reason for building an intimate relationship with a man. Most romances last for the life of a dream, one morning you wake up and it’s gone. What was the point? Statistically, the honeymoon cycle lasts a year , but afterwards it shrivels up and dies just like the flowers he promised he’d always send. The life expectancy of romance is short-lived. At least that is how Allison saw it. 
    In Allison’s warped opinion men were tools. They came in different shapes and sizes, hopefully, strong, hard and steely. Then, there are the disappointing tools that look good on the outside but when you open the package, surprise! However, a tool is a tool , and unfortunately they get rusty and they can no longer screw worth a damn! Furthermore, there is never one tool that fits all your needs. So, it didn’t hurt to have a spare tool lying around—Allison had a fine collection to fill the empty spaces of her toolbox when she needed an adjustment, per se. 
    Allison knew that she had to appeal to Jace’s sense of guilt in order to keep him from exposing their sexual liaison. She didn’t expect that their slip up (pardon the pun) would turn out so sour. Allison figured that because she was the one woman who was able, in one steamy session, to revive his manhood (not to mention that he swelled to epic proportions), his allegiance would— should be to her, not to his wife. However, this was not looking like the case. 
    She was Jace’s muse so how could he betray her? He couldn’t. Hopefully, she was just over reacting. Either way she needed him to calm down. How she summed up Plan B was to detach any guilt he felt for cheating on his wife and direct it toward her. Allison had to make him feel like her hero. He needed to feel powerful again. After all, she knew his weaknesses better than anyone did. The culprit to all his problems was the fact that his member quit working two years ago. This was when Jace lost all his confidence. But, she saved the day...he owed her an oath of silence, that was how she saw it! 
    Manipulating men was something that came easy to Allison. She was the best. Certainly she could make Jace culpable on her behalf instead of his wife’s. Her plan had to work. After all, from her point of view, she had more to lose than Jace did.  
    In Allison’s professional opinion,