Impulse -- Sample (Book 1 of The Conquest Series)

Sneak Peek

So, I missed writing about these characters so much that as some of you might know, I started a sequel called Redemption. It focuses on Carlton, but the whole crew is still there. With some additions of course. Here is a sneak peak:

A devious smile played on Carl's lips as he watched the girl smile.

"I'm Carlton, Kitten- but you can call me Daddy any time you like," Carlton said, his lips coming up close and personal to the girl's ear.

"Hmmmph? Carlton Smith?" she asked, not letting his proximity get to her.

"The very same- you've heard of me?" Carl pondered.

"You could say that your reputation precedes you, Mr. Smith," the girl said. If it hadn't been for the fluttery tone of voice, Carl would have thought her invulnerable to his charms. He smirked a little bit at the fact he did indeed affect her.

"And your name, Gorgeous?" Carl asked, stepping back to give the girl a little breathing room.

"I don't know if I should tell you," she said with a frown. "Next, you'll be asking for my number and I have no intention of giving that out to you."

Carl was astonished and he let it show in his face for a moment.

"And why is that?"

"When I say your reputation precedes you, I meant your reputation as a womanizing, egotistical pussyhound that drops his pants for anything with a vagina."

The crass language that slipped from her mouth made Carl even more eager to bring the girl to her knees. Eventually.

"Well, you can't believe all the rumors you've heard," he told her. "Did these little birdies also tell you it was the best night of their lives? Or were they simply speaking out of jealousy that I hadn't yet fucked them into oblivion?" Carl exchanged crude words with crude words. This little girl could obviously take it.

"Though I've probably spoken to a few women who have had you in their bed, none of them mentioned such sexual prowess that they needed to parade it in front of me." The girl walked over towards the garbage to get rid of the sodden teabag. "That can only mean that either you are immemorable in bed or that your ego knows no bounds. You may be good or even great, but it's not something I wish to discuss. Stroking your ego is not something I would find diverting in any way. You obviously do that enough for yourself. No need for me to do it."

Carl's jaw ticked in irritation. He may not get her phone number today, but he was damned sure going to get it someday and teach the mouthy little thing what it feels like to be ruined for any other man.

"I don't need to stroke my own ego when the women screaming my name are doing it for me," Carl finally spoke. The tone was blunt and biting, but he still wanted the girl in his bed so he refrained from what he truly wanted to do- spank her ass, then kiss her until she forgot her own name. Or at least divulge it to him.

"Whatever gets you through the night, Carl," she spoke with a bit of venom. Her tone of voice was quite harsh, but Carl wondered if there wasn't just a hint of humor in her eyes. They were twinkling and he was sure she didn't mean half of what she said.

Well, she would learn the veracity behind his claims soon enough.

To read on, please go to my profile and look for 'Redemption'. Cheers for reading!!!