by JA Huss
Contents
Taking Turns
DESCRIPTION
Chapter One - Quin
Chapter Two - Smith
Chapter Three - Bric
Chapter Four - Chella
Chapter Five - Quin
Chapter Six - Chella
Chapter Seven - Smith
Chapter Eight - Bric
Chapter Nine - Chella
Chapter Ten - Quin
Chapter Eleven - Smith
Chapter Twelve - Chella
Chapter Thirteen - Quin
Chapter Fourteen - Chella
Chapter Fifteen - Bric
Chapter Sixteen - Chella
Chapter Seventeen - Bric
Chapter Eighteen - Chella
Chapter Nineteen - Chella
Chapter Twenty - Smith
Chapter Twenty-One - Chella
Chapter Twenty-Two - Quin
Chapter Twenty-Three - Chella
Chapter Twenty-Four - Bric
Chapter Twenty-Five - Chella
Chapter Twenty-Six - Chella
Chapter Twenty-Seven - Smith
Chapter Twenty-Eight - Chella
Chapter Twenty-Nine - Smith
Chapter Thirty - Chella
Chapter Thirty-One - Bric
Chapter Thirty-Two - Quin
Chapter Thirty-Three - Smith
Chapter Thirty-Four - Quin
Chapter Thirty-Five - Bric
Chapter Thirty-Six - Smith
Chapter Thirty-Seven - Chella
Chapter Thirty-Eight - Smith
Chapter Thirty-Nine - Bric
Chapter Forty - Chella
Chapter Forty-One - Smith
Chapter Forty-Two - Quin
Chapter Forty-Three - Chella
Epilogue - Bric
DESCRIPTION
Chapter One - Quin
Chapter Two - Bric
Chapter Three - Rochelle
Chapter Four - Quin
Chapter Five - Bric
Chapter Six - Rochelle
Chapter Seven - Quin
Chapter Eight - Rochelle
Chapter Nine - Bric
Chapter Ten - Quin
Chapter Eleven - Rochelle
Chapter Twelve - Bric
Chapter Thirteen - Quin
Chapter Fourteen - Rochelle
Chapter Fifteen - Bric
Chapter Sixteen - Quin
Chapter Seventeen - Rochelle
Chapter Eighteen - Bric
Chapter Nineteen - Rochelle
Chapter Twenty - Quin
Chapter Twenty-One - Bric
Chapter Twenty-Two - Rochelle
Chapter Twenty-Three - Quin
Chapter Twenty-Four - Bric
Chapter Twenty-Five - Quin
Chapter Twenty-Six - Rochelle
Chapter Twenty-Seven - Bric
Chapter Twenty-Eight - Quin
Chapter Twenty-Nine - Rochelle
Chapter Thirty - Quin
Chapter Thirty-One - Rochelle
Chapter Thirty-Two - Bric
Chapter Thirty-Three - Quin
Chapter Thirty-Four - Rochelle
Chapter Thirty-Five - Quin
Epilogue - Bric
DESCRIPTION
Chapter One - Bric
Chapter Two - Nadia
Chapter Three - Bric
Chapter Four - Nadia
Chapter Five - Bric
Chapter Six - Nadia
Chapter Seven - Bric
Chapter Eight - Nadia
Chapter Nine - Bric
Chapter Ten - Nadia
Chapter Eleven -Bric
Chapter Twelve - Nadia
Chapter Thirteen - Bric
Chapter Fourteen - Nadia
Chapter Fifteen - Bric
Chapter Sixteen - Nadia
Chapter Seventeen - Bric
Chapter Eighteen - Nadia
Chapter Nineteen - Bric
Chapter Twenty - Nadia
Chapter Twenty-One - Bric
Chapter Twenty-Two - Nadia
Chapter Twenty-Three - Bric
Chapter Twenty-Four - Nadia
Chapter Twenty-Five - Bric
Chapter Twenty-Six - Nadia
Chapter Twenty-Seven - Bric
Chapter Twenty-Eight - Nadia
Chapter Twenty-Nine - Bric
Chapter Thirty - Nadia
Chapter Thirty-One - Bric
Chapter Thirty-Two - Nadia
Chapter Thirty-Three - Bric
Chapter Thirty-Four - Nadia
Chapter Thirty-Five - Bric
Epilogue - Jordan
DESCRIPTION
Prologue - Evangeline
Chapter One - Jordan
Chapter Two - Ixion
Chapter Three - Evangeline
Chapter Four - Ixion
Chapter Five - Jordan
Chapter Six - Evangeline
Chapter Seven - Ixion
Chapter Eight - Evangeline
Chapter Nine - Ixion
Chapter Ten - Evangeline
Chapter Eleven -Bric
Chapter Twelve - Jordan
Chapter Thirteen - Evangeline
Chapter Fourteen - Ixion
Chapter Fifteen - Evangeline
Chapter Sixteen - Ixion
Chapter Seventeen - Evangeline
Chapter Eighteen - Ixion
Chapter Nineteen - Evangeline
Chapter Twenty - Ixion
Chapter Twenty-One - Evangeline
Chapter Twenty-Two - Ixion
Chapter Twenty-Three - Evangeline
Chapter Twenty-Four - Ixion
Chapter Twenty-Five - Evangeline
Chapter Twenty-Six - Ixion
Chapter Twenty-Seven - Evangeline
Chapter Twenty-Eight - Ixion
Chapter Twenty-Nine - Evangeline
Chapter Thirty - Ixion
Chapter Thirty-One - Evangeline
Chapter Thirty-Two - Ixion
Chapter Thirty-Three - Evangeline
Chapter Thirty-Four - Ixion
Chapter Thirty-Five - Evangeline
Chapter Thirty-Six - Ixion
Chapter Thirty-Seven - Evangeline
Chapter Thirty-Eight - Ixion
Chapter Thirty-Nine - Evangeline
Chapter Forty - Ixion
Chapter Forty-One - Evangeline
Chapter Forty-Two - Ixion
Chapter Forty-Three - Evangeline
Chapter Forty-Four - Ixion
Chapter Forty-Five - Evangeline
Chapter Forty-Six - Ixion
Chapter Forty-Seven - Evangeline
Chapter Forty-Eight - Ixion
Chapter Forty-Nine - Evangeline
Epilogue - Jordan
DESCRIPTION
PROLOGUE - JORDAN
CHAPTER ONE - ISSY
CHAPTER TWO - FINN
CHAPTER THREE - ISSY
CHAPTER FOUR - FINN
CHAPTER FIVE - ISSY
CHAPTER SIX - FINN
CHAPTER SEVEN - ISSY
CHAPTER EIGHT - FINN
CHAPTER NINE - ISSY
CHAPTER TEN - FINN
CHAPTER ELEVEN - ISSY
CHAPTER TWLEVE - FINN
CHAPTER THIRTEEN - ISSY
CHAPTER FOURTEEN - FINN
CHAPTER FIFTEEN - ISSY
CHAPTER SIXTEEN - FINN
CHAPTER SEVENTEEN - ISSY
CHAPTER EIGHTEEN - FINN
CHAPTER NINETEEN - JORDAN
CHAPTER TWENTY - FINN
CHAPTER TWENTY-ONE - JORDAN
CHAPTER TWENTY-TWO - ISSY
CHAPTER TWENTY-THREE - FINN
CHAPTER TWENTY-FOUR - ISSY
CH
APTER TWENTY-FIVE - FINN
CHAPTER TWENTY-SIX - ISSY
CHAPTER TWENTY-SEVEN - FINN
CHAPTER TWENTY-EIGHT - ISSY
CHAPTER TWENTY-NINE - FINN
CHAPTER THIRTY - ISSY
CHAPTER THIRTY-ONE - FINN
CHAPTER THIRTY-TWO - ISSY
CHAPTER THIRTY-THREE - FINN
CHAPTER THIRTY-FOUR - ISSY
CHAPTER THIRTY-FIVE - FINN
CHAPTER THIRTY-SIX - ISSY
CHAPTER THIRTY-SEVEN - FINN
CHAPTER THIRTY-EIGHT - ISSY
CHAPTER THIRTY-NINE - FINN
CHAPTER FORTY - ISSY
CHAPTER FORTY-ONE - FINN
EPILOGUE - JORDAN
DESCRIPTION
CHAPTER ONE - JORDAN
CHAPTER TWO - LAWTON
CHAPTER THREE - OAKLEE
CHAPTER FOUR - LAWTON
CHAPTER FIVE - OAKLEE
CHAPTER SIX - LAWTON
CHAPTER SEVEN - OAKLEE
CHAPTER EIGHT - LAWTON
CHAPTER NINE - OAKLEE
CHAPTER TEN - LAWTON
CHAPTER ELEVEN - OAKLEE
CHAPTER TWLEVE - LAWTON
CHAPTER THIRTEEN - OAKLEE
CHAPTER FOURTEEN - LAWTON
CHAPTER FIFTEEN - OAKLEE
CHAPTER SIXTEEN - LAWTON
CHAPTER SEVENTEEN - OAKLEE
CHAPTER EIGHTEEN - LAWTON
CHAPTER NINETEEN - OAKLEE
CHAPTER TWENTY - LAWTON
CHAPTER TWENTY-ONE - OAKLEE
CHAPTER TWENTY-TWO - LAWTON
CHAPTER TWENTY-THREE - OAKLEE
CHAPTER TWENTY-FOUR - LAWTON
CHAPTER TWENTY-FIVE - OAKLEE
CHAPTER TWENTY-SIX - LAWTON
CHAPTER TWENTY-SEVEN - OAKLEE
CHAPTER TWENTY-EIGHT - LAWTON
CHAPTER TWENTY-NINE - OAKLEE
CHAPTER THIRTY - LAWTON
CHAPTER THIRTY-ONE - OAKLEE
CHAPTER THIRTY-TWO - LAWTON
CHAPTER THIRTY-THREE - JORDAN
CHAPTER THIRTY-FOUR - OAKLEE
CHAPTER THIRTY-FIVE - LAWTON
CHAPTER THIRTY-SIX - OAKLEE
CHAPTER THIRTY-SEVEN - LAWTON
CHAPTER THIRTY-EIGHT - OAKLEE
CHAPTER THIRTY-NINE - LAWTON
CHAPTER FORTY - OAKLEE
CHAPTER FORTY-ONE - LAWTON
EPILOGUE - JORDAN
Description
CHAPTER ONE
CHAPTER TWO
CHAPTER THREE
CHAPTER FOUR
CHAPTER FIVE
CHAPTER SIX
CHAPTER SEVEN
CHAPTER EIGHT
CHAPTER NINE
CHAPTER TEN
CHAPTER ELEVEN
CHAPTER TWELVE
CHAPTER THIRTEEN
CHAPTER FOURTEEN
CHAPTER FIFTEEN
CHAPTER SIXTEEN
CHAPTER SEVENTEEN
EPILOGUE
END OF BOOK SHIT
About the Author
Copyright © 2017 by J. A. Huss
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DESCRIPTION
Chella plays the game of Taking Turns with three men as she comes to terms with her sexuality.
I’ve never been afraid of the dark...but that doesn’t mean I wanted to live in it. And maybe everyone wants what they can’t have, but I should’ve thought it over before I accepted the key and unlocked the door to their forbidden world.
Number One is mostly silent. He watches me with them very carefully. His gaze never wanders. His interest never wanes.
Number Two is mostly gentle. But it’s the other side of him I like best. The wild side.
Number Three is mostly reserved. He refuses to cross the line. Even when I beg.
It was carnal, it was sensual, and it was erotic. That’s it. That’s all it was supposed to be. A trip into the dark. A peek into the forbidden.
I just didn’t expect to like them.
Chapter One - Quin
From the outside, Turning Point Club looks like any other historical downtown brownstone mansion. The only thing really worth noting about it is the extra-wide revolving door made out of frosted glass—and that’s not even original. But the moment you step inside, the surreal quality of the atmosphere, the opulent luxury, and the security standing at the door quickly adjust your perception.
“Mr. Foster.” The greeting comes from the formally attired doorman. He tips his head at me as I enter.
“Can I take your coat, Mr. Foster?” the hostess says. It’s a rhetorical question. She is already slipping it down my arms.
“Thank you,” I mumble, side-stepping a crowd of club members having a conversation in the two-story foyer. “Where’s—” But before I can get the last word out, I see Bric in the Black Room off to my right. He’s got his arm around the reason this party is happening tonight. Lucinda Chatwell is turning forty. We do business with her husband, and he’s a member, so it’s a ladies’ night.
Not something I’m interested in, but Bric, ever the host, looks like he might actually be enjoying himself. He’s joking with a group of formally dressed men and women who surround him and hang on his every word like he’s the whole world.
He catches my gaze and gives me a slight nod.
I stand there for a moment, watching him. He leans into Lucinda’s ear to whisper a secret that makes her throw her head back and laugh.
The crowd I’m in looks over and laughs with her.
“I need a drink,” I say to no one in particular.
“Mr. Baldwin is at his table,” the hostess says. “Would you like to join him?”
I look up to the second floor and see Smith staring back at me. I don’t nod at him. “Yeah, sure.”
“One moment, Mr. Foster.” The hostess whispers into the almost invisible wireless mic that wraps down her cheek and then smiles at me. “They’re expecting you now, Mr. Foster,” she says, waving me forward.
I straighten the lapels of my tux and make my way towards the back of the lobby, taking a moment to appreciate the way the crystal chandelier showers the room with dew-drop sparkles of light.
Once I get past the crowd I head towards the stairs, where two security guards stand sentry in front of a black velvet rope that lets everyone know there is no activity up there tonight. No one spends the night on Sundays. We’re closed on Sundays except for parties, like this one for Lucinda, or dinner in the five-star restaurant, the White Room, across the lobby from Black Room. The restaurant is closed now though. Private party tonight—and no one comes for the food.
One guard unhooks the black velvet rope as I approach and by the time I’m upon him, my way has been cleared.
The stairs lead straight up to a landing, which is where the main elevators are located, but I turn to the right and continue up to the second story of the lobby, where another security guard releases yet another black velvet rope and allows me to enter Smith Baldwin’s private bar.
He really wants to be left alone tonight, I guess.
Smith ignores me as I approach his table. He’s looking over the railing of the balcony, checking things out in the Black Room down below. I take a seat directly opposite him and crane my neck to see what’s so interesting. “What?” I ask, when I don’t see anything worthy of his attention.
Smith turns to me and takes a sip of his Scotch. “You’re early tonight,” he says.
“Bored as fuck,” I say, motioning to Smith’s butler for a drink. He’s already heading towards me with a glass. I wait as he pours from the bottle sitting on the table between Smith and me, and then take a long sip. “Why the hell are you here?”
“I dated Lucinda a long time ago.”
I have to laugh at that. “You’re pining for Dr. Chatwell?”
“No,” Smith says in his unassuming monotone. “I just like to show up for her birthdays.”
“Did you come last year?”
“Every year,” Smith says, dragging his gaze away from
Bric and Lucinda and refocusing on me. “I like to keep my mistakes fresh. So I don’t repeat them.”
“OK,” I say, glancing at my watch. I’ve been here one minute and I’ve had enough conversation with Smith.
“It’s only eleven thirty-seven,” Smith says, not missing my subtle rejection.
“Yeah,” I say, letting it come out as frustration.
“What do you have going on this week? Bric has an event on Wednesday and a dinner on Thursday.”
“Not much,” I say, looking away and turning in my chair to study the lobby down below. “Just looking forward to my time, I guess.”
“You seem to do that a lot these days.”
I shrug and turn back around. Nothing at all interesting down there. “Why not?” I look him dead in the eyes as I take a drink. “We have a lot of fun together. Why shouldn’t I look forward to it?”
Smith turns away and resumes his stalking of Bric and Lucinda. Eventually he says, “They dated a long time ago too.” Smith nods his head down to the Black Room. “We kinda did her together.”
“No shit?” I actually have to shake that image out of my mind because Lucinda… she is just a great big no for me. Who needs a fucking psychiatrist picking your brain when you’re having dirty sex? Not me. “Did you get weird with her?”
It’s a joke. But Smith misses it. “If we did, you’d already know about it.”
Right. “Changing the subject. What about you?” I ask. “You have plans this week?”
“None,” he says without emotion.
“Why do you even bother?” I ask. “I mean, she’s fucking expensive, right? If you’re not having a good time, just buy yourself out.”
Smith glares at me for exactly two seconds. Takes a sip of his drink. Says, “The game only works if there’s four people, Quin. You know this.”
“So you’re doing it for me?” I ask him.
“Do you think I’m doing it for you?”
I glance at my watch again, wishing for midnight to be here already. “I have yet to figure you out, friend. Your world is so foreign to me, I feel like we come from two different planets.”
“Eleven forty-one,” Smith says, not even checking his own watch. “I told ya you were early.”
I roll my eyes, but Smith is too busy crowd-watching. “How come you guys never mentioned Lucinda before?”
“Why should we?” Smith deadpans. And then he shifts his body away from the party and towards me. “It makes no difference.”
“If you were doing her together…” I shrug. “I think it matters.”
“Take it up with Bric.”
“Right.” I sigh. “So… have you seen her?”
“Rochelle?” Smith asks. And then he smiles. It sends a chill up my back. All the way to my neck.