These two lives that both thrive on
control, were never supposed to overlap, but anything can happen… When the Sun Goes Down.
Excerpt:
When the Sun Goes Down
~ Kat ~
Loud
cheers from the pool match draw my attention back to that side of the room.
Apparently it’s over, because all I can see is money being exchanged all over
the place. Moments later, two guys emerge from the mob, talking and laughing as
they walk towards the bar. They actually look pretty similar; both have short
brown hair, are well-built, and are dressed in fitted t-shirts and jeans with
visible tattoos covering their arms. They both look me up and down as they step
up to order their drinks and give me a smirk. They carry themselves as if they
are something pretty special, at least they think so. The fire inside of me is
lit. The game is on.
An
hour later, I send Leo a text that I’m ready to be picked up. The game ended up
being child’s play; the boys unable to think with more than their cock. After
they invited me over to their table to “teach” me how to shoot pool, I let them
think I had no idea what I was doing, so that they could lean me over and press
their bodies against mine while I held their “sticks.” It really took
everything inside of me not to roll my eyes on numerous occasions, but the
death stares that I was getting from all of the females in the bar made it
worth playing along. A few minutes later, I exit the bar with not one, but both
of the guys. I usher them into the backseat of the SUV and then crawl over one
to sit in between them.
Leo
gets behind the wheel and asks, “Where to this evening, Miss?”
“To
the Hyatt at Union Square, and make it quick,” I snap at him. He simply nods
and pulls away from the curb.
The
guys on either side of me - which I honestly can’t even remember their names at
the moment except that they both start with a J - are breathing heavily and I
can see their erections bulging in their pants. Neither of them has said a word
nor even attempted to touch me since we've walked out of The Edge; just with
the appearance that I have money and authority, I've taken control of the
situation. They sit silently, waiting for my instructions.
As
we make our way to the hotel, I put one of my hands in each of their laps,
unzipping their jeans and reaching inside to free their cocks. Both of them let
out a series of moans and hisses as I grab their shafts and begin to slowly
move my hands up and down. They refuse to look at each other’s cock even though
they are less than eighteen inches from one another, which gives me a great
idea for the night. The guy on the right, who I decide to call J1, finally gets
the nerve up to place his hand high up on my thigh just before we reach our
destination.
I
release them as we pull up in the valet drive. “Make yourselves presentable
until we get in the room,” I instruct. They quickly tuck themselves back in
their pants and zip up. I grab my fun bag from under the seat as we exit the
car. I lead them through the lobby without stopping at the front desk, straight
into the elevator and to the suite that I keep a key to. What can I say? Money is powerful.
Ushering
the guys into the room, I waste no time to get to business. “Strip and get on
the bed,” I order them as I place the bag and my purse on the table and slip
off my shoes.
One
of the J’s decides he’s going to test my authority. “Why do you get to make all
the rules?”
Without
turning around, I pull my sweater over my head and unzip my skirt, allowing it
to pool at my feet. I bend over to slightly to step out of my skirt and give
them a nice view of my exposed, bald pussy before standing back upright. My
back still turned to them, I say calmly, “If you want a piece of this sweet
ass, you will strip, get on the bed, and not question me again. If you aren’t
interested, you can leave now; my driver is waiting outside the door and can
take you back to the bar. The choice is yours.” I hear the swishing of fabric
followed by the slight creaking of the mattress. Game over… I win again.
Review
This is a complicated story about two women that are suffering from a horrible, painful loss. They are each trying to pick up the pieces of their lives, but are doing it in two very different ways.
Trina is a quiet, shy music teacher at an elementary school. She has absolutely no social life. Her thoughts on having others close to her is "those who have one invite drama into their lives & I'm not interested. It's the same reason I don't date."
Kat on the other hand is a woman that goes out each night and picks up some (at times a random) man and then leaves him somewhere after she gets what she wants (some form of revenge). She has e rules that she has to live by that go so far as to even dictate what color of clothes she wears each day.
The only person she regularly has involved in her life is her bodyguard/driver Leo.
These two women are so very different, yet are the same as well. They are both suffering, and trying to pick up the pieces. However, Trina is starting to invite people into her life, and is actually getting involved with a man for the first time. Both of these very strong and damaged women are control freaks when it comes to their lives. What is going to happen when they lose that control??
Playlist:
When the Sun Goes Down Playlist
The Only Time ~ Nine Inch Nails
In the Fade ~ Queens of the Stone
Age
Ain’t No Sunshine ~ Bill Withers
Addicted to Love ~ Skylar Grey
Can’t Get You off My Mind ~ Lenny
Kravitz
Better Living Through Chemistry ~
Queens of the Stone Age
Head Full of Doubt/ Road Full of
Promise ~ The Avett Brothers
Been Caught Stealing ~ Jane’s
Addiction
Calm Like a Bomb ~ Rage Against
the Machine
Glad You Came ~ The Wanted
November Rain ~ Guns & Roses
The Woman in You ~ Ben Harper
Never Say Never ~ The Fray
Chances ~ Five for Fighting
Enjoy the Silence ~ Breaking
Benjamin
Goodbye My Lover ~ James Blunt
Bleeding Out ~ Imagine Dragons
Dreaming with a Broken Heart ~
John Mayer
My Body is a Cage ~ Arcade Fire
All These Things That I’ve Done ~
The Killers
River of Deceit ~ Mad Season
Time of Our Lives ~ Tyrone Wells
Forever and Always ~ Parachute
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