Experiment in Terror 06.5 And With Madness Comes the Light by Karina Halle Read Free Book Online

buddy, she did have some
friends who were there to see the terrible band. Seb was doing his
best to get in good with them so he could then score in good with
her. Men were so fucking predictable. The women ate it up though,
as Seb played his harmless stoner card. I suppose all you had to do
was wear a puppy dog face and women would do anything to help
you.
    Well, it didn’t work that way with me. I
never had to work very hard for women, which was both a blessing
and a curse. Mainly a blessing, since I never complained about
having too many chicks to fuck. Still, I did feel a bit off balance
as I watched Seb do his thing. I had been with Jenn for so long
that I’d forgotten what it was like to be single again. With Perry,
everything was easy and effortless. It wasn’t a matter of a girl
wanting to suck my dick, but a matter of me wanting to suck hers. I
mean, her proverbial one. Man, Seb had done a number on me.
    There hadn’t been anyone in the bar who
remotely caught my eye until I went to the ATM to get more money
out. The damn machine was taking forever and had the nerve to
charge me a four dollar transaction fee. I was ready to throttle
the thing until I turned around and saw an interesting face looking
back at me.
    She was tall, maybe my height (damn my
height!), with long, wavy red hair and matching lipstick. Her eyes
were glazed like she’d just been fucked and fucked good, and her
lips were held in a half snarl, as if she was about to blow
cigarette smoke in my face.
    “Sorry,” I apologized. I didn’t know why I
apologized since I hadn’t run into her or anything, but then I
found my eyes focusing on her amazing rack that pulled her thin
white tank top tight across her chest. Her nipples had made
themselves known, speaking to me, whispering “bite me.”
    I rarely got caught with my eyes where they
shouldn’t be so I quickly averted my eyes back to hers. It was hard
to tell in the bar, but they could have been a dark blue. They were
nasty looking, like she was going to eat me alive and enjoy every
crunch. I liked that.
    I liked it a lot. I had a boner in two
second flat and was hard as fuck, straining against my pants. Part
of me wanted to feel embarrassed, the other part wanted to rub it
up and down on her while I rejoiced that I had finally gotten a
hard-on over someone other than Perry. I finally found a woman’s
proverbial dick to suck.
    I needed a better saying.
    “Are you with the band?” the woman asked in
a low, husky voice. The hairs on the back of my neck stood up. She
had a nice pink tongue that probably matched the rest of her nice
pink bits.
    I smirked at her. “These fucks? No.”
    She smiled back, totally bitchy, totally
hot. “Well, I am. I guess I’m one of these fucks, too.”
    Oh mama. I loved the way her lips looked
when she said fuck. I loved the way her eyes looked when she said
it, too. She wanted some of this, and judging by the heat I was
packing in my pants, I couldn’t blame her.
    “What were you saying about fucking?” I
asked, taking a step toward her. I wasn’t normally so forward, but
I obviously didn’t have any blood left in my head.
    She grinned and touched my shirt. “I asked
because you have an eyebrow ring and a shirt that looks like it
used to fit you in the ‘90s. I didn’t say anything about fucking,
but now that the card is on the table, maybe you can prove to be
more manly than you look.”
    I grinned right back at her, my eyes
drifting over her shoulder and toward the bathroom door. Nailing
someone in the bathroom of a grungy metal bar was probably one of
the grossest, dirtiest things you could do. But I felt like bathing
in dirt after being so clean for the last month.
    “Can I buy you a drink?” I asked her,
remembering my manners before I got carried away.
    She put her hand on my chest and slid it
down until it reached the waistband of my boxer briefs. I don’t
know why I was worried about being dirty when I’d only last a
couple of minutes,