Bourbon and Smoke - Book #1

Chapter 8 - An Angry Despute

I finish my coffee as quick as possible, burning my tongue from the heat. I rush to my car, and drive to the Law Firm. I burst open the door and rush into Kyle's office. He's hard at work, holding his head in frustration. His files sprawled messily on the wooden desk. I take a quick peek and see it's a divorce case. They both want custody of their cat, skittles.

Kyles lifts his head in shock as he sees me. "Brooke..." he smirks. The bastard thinks I'm there for a 'fun time'. What a dickhead. "I need to talk to you Kyle." I state. He clears his throat as he senses my serious tone of voice. "What's happened?" he asks sternly.

"I found an article. An obituary to be precise."

"O-Oh. Who died?"

"Apparently you and Grace. In 2018. I'd like to know exactly how you died, and how you're still alive. NOW!" The anger boiling in my chest finally exploded. He gasped, his mouth agape, and he started stuttering, "I-I-I-I can explain Brooke, W-W-W-We..." I cut him off, "Y-Y-You what? Staged your death? To what? Let me guess? Evade the police? No that can't be it. Maybe you didn't want to be in the Mafia after what we did? Tell me you fucking psychotic bastard! TELL ME!!!" He looked taken aback, shocked even. I waited for a response but didn't get one for a while. After what felt like 10 minutes he eventually said, "Brooke there's something you need to know about Mr. Kelly."

"Who cares about fucking Mr. Kelly?!"

"Brooke. You need to listen!"

"I can't listen right now! I'm too fucking angry. I need to be railed. NOW DADDY!! FUCK ME!!!!!"

I hoped that Grace hadn't heard my screams, or my moaning from the other day, but I was far too horny to fuss about that. I tore open his white cotton shirt and admired his perfect abs. The way the glistened in his hot sweat turned me on even further. I so ready for him to fuck me. I tore apart my green dress exposing my black and red laced lingerie. He moaned at the sight of me, ready to attack. He pounced on top of me, throwing me to the couch. He went down on me instantly, the way he ravishes me is unexplainable, he just makes me feel.

I felt his cock push further and further deep inside of me with every thrust. His slimy manhood eventually popped out, and he started licking me. I couldn't help but moan, his tongue was doing some crazy shit, the way he makes my body jostle makes moaning all very shaky, "FUCUCUCK YEYEYES DDDDAAADDDDDY!!!" I had orgasmed. Again. After another 10 new positions and spanking me with his black leather belt too many times, he came all over my soft, delicate face. He kissed me again while rubbing my nipples. He licked all the cum off my face and stuck his tongue in my mouth, forcing me to drink it. I didn't mind drinking his cum, it was the best I tasted.

My train of thought was cut short by Kyle, "Brooke. You need to listen. Mr. Kelly isn't who he says he is." At that moment Graced barged through the door. "WHAT THE ACTUAL FUCK, GUYS!!!!!???????" she screamed.