Toxic (Addiction #1)
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“Landon, that feels so good.”
“I didn’t say you could speak,” Landon reprimanded her, as he smacked her ass.
She moaned from the contact of his hand and damn if she didn’t get even wetter. Landon knew Grey wasn’t into BDSM, so he knew the reactions he was getting from Quinn were all new to her and he fucking loved it. He might be a goof in everyday life, but when it came to his bedroom, he was the boss and his women did what they were told.
Not being able to take the pressure building up at the base of his cock anymore, he quickly retrieved a condom, put it on, and entered Quinn in one smooth stroke.
Damn, if she didn’t fit perfectly over him. She was warm, wet and fucking tight.
“Fuck me, this feels good,” Landon said, as he moved in and out of her. “I promise you in the future, I will have more finesse, but right now I need to fuck your brains out and make you mine.”
Quinn just moaned in response and thrust her ass at him. Landon took that as an okay and bucked his hips into her. The pressure building up inside of him was so intense that his lower half went completely numb. That was what he got for not having sex for a couple of months. He was going to explode in two seconds.
He quickly reached around and pressed his thumb against Quinn’s clit to spur her on more, which it did because she screamed out his name and came all around his dick. Her wild screams and the way she constricted around him sent him shooting every last drop he had into her.
That was it for him, he was a goner. He would never be able to be with another woman again. Quinn ruined him with her tight ass, perky breasts, and sweet cries. She was it for him and his brother could fuck off for all he cared. Landon just marked Quinn as his. He owned her now.
***
It had almost been five hours and there was still no sign of Rook. Maisy started to get anxious and couldn’t wait for him to come back any longer; she needed to find him. She threw on some clothes and went out to the living room which was occupied by Cruz, Landon and Kaid. They were stretched across the couches, tossing a football around while the cleaning staff picked up the empty cups and alcohol containers that were scattered around the room.
They made a huge mess last night and it seemed like they had an amazing time, but Maisy was glad she missed it because she spent the night in Rook’s arms. She looked around and saw no sign of him, so she looked down at Landon and Cruz who seemed to be avoiding her gaze.
“Hey guys, have you seen Rook?” Both Landon and Cruz eyed each other at her question. Nausea took over her body in full force at the look they gave each other. They continued to toss the ball around as she asked again, “Where is he?”
No one answered her, so she went up to them and swatted the ball away that had been tossed to Cruz. She bent over, put both hands on the arm rests of the chair that he was sitting in and asked again.
“Where the hell is Rook?”
“Listen, Maisy…”
“Tell me where the fuck he is.”
“His dad came to visit,” Landon said quickly.
“Dude…”
“What? She deserves to know.”
His dad came to visit? Shit, she knew that wasn’t good. Maisy heard stories about what visits from Rook’s father did to him. She wondered why he didn’t come to her, though. He promised if something was bothering him, he would come to her. She gripped the necklace that was strung around her neck at the thought of what Rook might have done to himself.
“How did he get past security?” she asked.
“Rook doesn’t like causing scenes and his dad knows that, so he used it to his advantage. He knew Rook wouldn’t want to be in the newspaper again concerning his crazy dad, so Rook met up with him.”
Makes sense, she thought. Rook was a bit of a private man when it came to his past; she wouldn’t want the newspapers dragging up her past and spreading it around for the world to see either.
“So where is he now?” Neither of the boys answered and she was about to kick them both in the balls when Kaid replied for them.
“Bus, Maisy.” Kaid was looking down at his hands when he answered.
Something was going on and she didn’t like the feeling she was getting from everyone. Without saying a word, she took off and ignored the calls from Landon and Cruz.
The elevator ride down to the lobby was terribly slow. Families got on and off with her as they talked about their plans for the day and the fun they were going to have. Maisy knew her day wasn’t going to be as fun as everyone else’s.
The buses were parked in the back of the hotel, which was convenient because Maisy didn’t want to walk the streets of Dallas by herself, especially after what happened to her earlier in the morning. The slimy feeling she got from the man still touched her body even though she had taken many showers.
Both buses were parked side by side, in the shade of the hotel, giving them an eerie feeling. Maisy didn’t feel right; she knew something was wrong which caused her to run to the bus and fling the door open. When she stepped onto the bus, she instantly saw empty bottles of alcohol scattered across the living space. There were lines of coke on the countertop, random pills scattered in the sink and remnants of drugs everywhere.
Her stomach hit rock bottom. What the hell happened? She headed toward the back of the bus, but was too nervous to see what hid behind the back bedroom door. She almost couldn’t deal with the pressure that built up in her chest. The feeling of wanting to throw up continued to threaten her as she moved past the bunks and saw the back bedroom door. There was a note taped to it, addressed to her, but she was too damn afraid to read it. She didn’t want to read it.
She opened the door and her stomach dropped instantly to the floor as the sight in front of her made her knees too weak to stand. She grabbed onto the doorway, accidently crumpling the note that was in her hand.
Lying in front of her was Rook, on the bed, and he wasn’t alone. A naked woman was riding on top of him with her head thrown back in ecstasy. Rook stared straight ahead with a complete lack of emotion displayed on his face.
A gasp escaped Maisy’s throat, which caused him to look her way. When they made eye contact absolutely no regret or sorrow crossed his face. Instead, it was as if he was set in stone and couldn’t show any kind of emotion. This wasn’t the man she fell in love with. The man she loved would never do anything like this to her, never.
Not knowing what to do, she decided to just leave. She couldn’t confront him, she couldn’t face him, not after what he did to her. He promised he would come to her if he was ever facing his demons again, instead he fell back into his old routine, drugs, alcohol, and random women.
Maisy bent over next to the bus and threw up. There was nothing in her body, so it was purely liquid that came out of her as her stomach convulsed over and over again.
How could he do this to her? He told her he loved her, he loved her! Maisy didn’t know much about love, but what she did know was what Rook did to her did not qualify as loving someone.
If only he had come and talked to her; if only he trusted her enough to talk to her about what happened between him and his dad. That was what hurt the most, the fact that Rook couldn’t come to her and express his feelings of doubt and, most likely, worthlessness. She thought they had a stronger bond than that.
She was so damn confused. A couple of hours ago, he was telling her how much he loved her, cared for her, and couldn’t live without her. What the hell happened when he went to see his father that made him do a complete one-eighty and throw away everything they had together?
It wasn’t until she was sitting on a bench that was overlooking the river that she realized she was walking aimlessly and still had Rook’s note in her hand. Why would he leave her a note, as if he was expecting her to catch him? Was this all a set up?
With shaky hands, she unrumpled the note and slowly opened it. Tears fell from her eyes as she read what he wrote to her. She didn’t understand…
Maisy,
I told y
ou I was going to hurt you one day. I told you I wasn’t good enough and I told you what we had would never last. I hope you believe me now.
Rook
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Table of Contents
Copyright
Chapter 1
Chapter 2
Chapter 3
Chapter 4
Chapter 5
Chapter 6
Chapter 7
Chapter 8
Chapter 9
Chapter 10
Chapter 11
Chapter 12
Chapter 13
Chapter 14
Chapter 15
Chapter 16
Chapter 17
Chapter 18
Chapter 19
Chapter 20
Chapter 21
Chapter 22