Angels & Sinners: The Motor City Edition

by Ashley Suzanne

  I pulled on the door handle, wiggling it, and my stomach dropped when it easily turned. My breathing picked up as the door popped open. This was my chance to escape, the chance that I had been waiting for every day as my time here piled up, but I couldn’t leave Sammy behind. He could be dying from whatever she put in that bowl that was meant for me. My conscience wouldn’t let me.

  My bare feet slid on the faded linoleum in the kitchen, and I skid to a stop when I saw all of the cabinet doors open, the insides completely bare. The sterile white counters were clear and my head spun as I turned and headed toward the living room. I had a feeling I knew what I would see there, but I couldn’t quite make myself believe it.

  Gone were the bland beige furniture and the few pictures that had adorned the walls. A thin white blanket, folded in a perfect square in the center of the room was all they’d left.

  “They left me here to die,” I whispered to myself, my whole body shaking at the thought as my stomach rolled at the fact that these people just up and moved, not caring that I was locked away in their basement with no food or water to survive.

  “You’re free, Emmy. You’re free.” My voice echoed throughout the empty house as I came to the realization. My freedom is what I needed to focus on.

  I took one step toward the front door, my freedom just that much closer, when I heard a noise from the hallway and turned just in time to see a small, sandy brown head dart past me. Confusion slammed into me but I couldn’t think about the why’s, I needed to make sure he was okay.

  “Sammy, stop! Please wait.”

  He whipped the door open, not once looking back, and I scurried after him, struggling to keep up. The sun stung my eyes and I blinked furiously until they adjusted. My feet crunched over the leaves scattered in the yard as I spun around in a circle, searching for Sammy.

  “Buddy, this isn’t the time to play hide and seek. Please come here.”

  A noise caught my attention and I spotted him across the street.

  “Sam, stay right there. I’m coming to get you. All right, buddy? I’ll draw you a picture, just wait right there!”

  He started to move once again and I picked up my pace, sprinting so quickly out into the street that I didn’t see the car coming and once I did, it was too late.

  CHAPTER 11

  Now

  “Is she . . . ”

  “Go get someone!”

  “I can’t believe this is happening . . . ”

  My eyes fluttered open, a bright white light blinding me. So, this is what the other side looked like. Gone were the cement walls that had held me captive for so long, replaced by sterile white ones. It actually didn’t look too different. I tried to move my head, but it felt too heavy, so I had to scan the room, as far as my eyes could see anyway.

  Someone came into view and my heartbeat sped up, my stomach growing tight as my body overflowed with so many different emotions. I never thought I would see her again.

  “Oh, honey.” My mom, her dark hair slightly grayer than when I last saw her, the wrinkles in her forehead deeper, grabbed onto my hand that lay limply at my side. “This can’t be happening,” she breathed, before pressing a kiss to the top of my hand. “This can’t be happening,” she repeated again, a tear dripping down her cheek.

  I wanted to reach up and wipe it away, but my body wouldn’t cooperate. What was going on? Shouldn’t I be able to move? Shouldn’t all of my pain be gone?

  My heart hiccuped in my chest at the realization of what the woman standing above me meant. What was my mom doing here? Was she dead, too? The worry set in that my disappearance had caused her too much pain to live, that she left the rest of my family behind, too. What was this doing to my dad?

  Suddenly the room filled with chaos, a swarm of white and blue that pushed my mom to the side. I tried to call out to her, to bring her back to me and not let her out of my sight, but nothing worked. I couldn’t move or speak.

  A bright light shined in my eyes as someone wearing a white coat hovered over me, and two women stood on either side of what I figured to be a bed, which I was lying in as he continued his assessment. I could still hear my mom, talking quietly in the background, and I breathed a sigh of relief that she was still there, even through the confusion.

  I wanted to ask what was going on, what was happening, where I was, but all of those questions mushed together inside of my head, wanting to escape but with no way out, and soon my vision was filled with dark spots and no matter how hard I tried to fight it, I was pulled under and the blackness won.

  ***

  Everything that I thought I knew was a lie.

  WHEELS & HOGS

  Connelly’s Horde

  D.M. Earl

  ACKNOWLEDGEMENTS

  I would like to start by thanking a new friend whose friendship and assistance has been phenomenal and unexpected. Author A.C. Bextor, whose books I love, not only read an email by a fan, but continually assisted that fan with her dream. Knowing someone can have so much kindness in their heart is refreshing. Carrie, no words can ever express my gratitude. You have set an example of how someone should go through life always pushing it forward. You showed me that someone who has accomplished their dreams can also be a true human being and help someone who is just starting to realize their dreams. So, I will start with thank you. My wish is to someday meet you in person and sincerely show you how grateful I am, but until then, know how much you have touched my life and guided me in the new worlds of being an author and self-publishing.

  To my friends Jody and Patti, my heartfelt thanks for not only not laughing, but for also taking an interest in my first attempt at writing a story.

  Each of you in your own way has helped me grow and believe in myself with this project.

  Jody I appreciate you taking the time to read this Novella, give your input and just generally being a part of my support team. I appreciate you listening to me rant and rave constantly regarding my writing ideas.

  Patti, girlfriend your love for reading is almost as crazy as mine. For you to tell me you loved the story brought tears to my eyes. You went through this Novella and found some of my errors, corrected, plus gave me some ideas within the characters to make them truly feel real. Knowing you are willing to help me with whatever I need in this new journey in my life fills me with such a wonderful feeling. Thank you my friend for always being there for me and more importantly for accepting me for me.

  Chris thank you for taking the time to Beta read this Novella. Your honesty regarding the direction of the series inspired me to believe in the story more than I already did. Your eye for sentence structure, punctuation, and all around grammar made me go through this book time and time again to make sure that it was the best it could be. You said it regarding how readers hate grammar issues. I appreciate you giving it time straight.

  Sam, wow is all I can say. At first after you Beta read this Novella I was shocked. Your blunt, honest, and direct review really made me think about the path I was taking. I was warned that you were going to give it to me straight and you did. After I reread your review, I knew you were right. That is why I started rewriting a good portion of the Novella, but it is now better than ever thanks to you. I am forever in your debt, because I needed exactly what you gave me. You explained to me that from a reader’s standpoint, grammar issues can sabotage a great storyline. I appreciate your directness. Thank you.

  No words can express my deepest appreciation to all of the Beta Readers for their time and dedication. Thank you for being brutally honest, because now, I can honestly say this Novella is the best it possibly can be. Thank you.

  Chelsea Kruse, Editor, I appreciate you taking the first edition and going through reviewing, editing, adjusting, and making this story that much better shows me that there are good people out there. My appreciation for your assistance and talents can’t be explained on paper.

  Mary-Nancy Smith/Eagle Eye Editing I can’t thank you enough for doing the second & final editing of my first book,
including formatting for uploading. Your patience with a new Indie Author who questions everything no matter how small your changes were. Even though, as you stated from the story, I am a diamond in the rough you never faltered with my constant inquisitive ways. You always had the best interest of where I wanted to go with this series and realized why this Novella was written like it was. Your professionalism, timeliness, and just your wonderful heartfelt explanations have helped me through many long nights in order to finish, edit, and re-write this novella so it will be a finished book readers will want to read. Girl you are tough, but also have a heart of gold.

  Melody Simmons EBOOKINDIECOVERS I can’t tell you how much your imagination and ability to see my vision when even I couldn’t means to me. I truly love this cover as it portrays what was in my head to perfection.

  DEDICATION

  This book is dedicated to a man that allows a woman to truly be herself good, bad and ridiculous. He gives encouragement when needed, direction when lost, guidance when asked (or not). Knowing that I have one person in this world that is always there for me, supports me and loves me unconditionally makes me a better person and stronger woman.

  Thank you to the love of my life, my husband. No words can express my thanks for giving me the courage to follow my dream by starting this Novella to my Series. This has always been a deep seated dream in my soul to be able to write stories. You always support me in whatever I do and never let me down. You gently give me a push when I need it to continue when I feel like I have nothing left to give. Baby I love you with all my heart!

  Thank you for understanding all the time I have been spending in front of my computer trying to pursue my dream. I am grateful you are in my life and along with our ‘pet’ kids our home is my favorite place to always be.

  CHAPTER 1—THE PAST

  As Desmond Connolly watches the woman’s mouth go up and down on his cock, his mind takes him back to the past, when another mouth had been on his cock doing the exact same thing. That blowjob had been way more of an enjoyable experience because he had actually liked the woman working on his engorged cock. He remembered those amber eyes that loved to watch him while her mouth had worked wonders on him. Unfortunately, all he had now were those memories.

  His mind returns back to the present, just as Katie smiles seductively at him. Her mid-length bleach blonde hair surrounds his cock and feels like feathers on his skin. Each time her head goes up and then down it feels almost like a thousand feathers moving on his ultra-sensitive skin. As she runs her tongue along his bulging vein, just where he likes it, he feels the pressure in his lower spine and his balls start to tingle. He grabs her hair and gently maneuvers her to the tip of his cock, telling her, “Katie, no teeth dammit, just suck it, and suck it hard sweetheart. You know how I like it.”

  As he holds her head, she returns to an up and down motion, and he starts to pump up into her warm mouth, all the way to the back of her throat. Due to his size and length, she is starting to fight him like she always does, and the thought always makes him harder. Even after all this time, Katie still struggles with his size. She is now starting to struggle a little more, not hard, but rough, so he lets up on her hair, as she comes up for air. Grabbing her hard nipples, he starts playing with them the way she likes. He can tell this is affecting her as she starts rubbing herself against him, dry humping his leg while moaning deep in her throat, which makes him suck in a breath. Knowing he has her so turned on he pushes her back down as she takes all of him in, sucking hard on his cock while her cheeks cave in and she swallows him like a vice. The motion of that action drives him to pump hard into her mouth as he feels himself moving towards his own release. He doesn’t want to cum down her throat, so he pulls her up, telling her to get on top, and ride him hard.

  Katie throws her hair off her face as he reaches down to position his cock at her soaking entrance, only after putting on a condom. He watches her face as she starts to take him slowly into her warm, dripping pussy. He allows her a moment to adjust to his size before he starts to move and she grabs the headboard to get into a better position. Once she starts gyrating her hips, their thoughts are only on reaching their orgasms. Katie is moaning loudly now, calling out his name, while he reaches between them to put two fingers on her clit. She is so excited that not only is her clit swollen, but extended out of its normal hood and moist from her excitement. Katie actually purrs and reaches around to put her hands on his thighs so he has a perfect view of where his cock is entering her wet pussy.

  Watching his cock appear and disappear into her has his whole body reacting as his cock gets even harder. He feels the walls of her cunt start to tighten up around him and it tells him that she is close. Connolly grabs her hips and flips her on the bed so that she is now on the bottom, taking back his control. He starts pumping in and out of her as Katie starts screaming his name. “God, yes Des, FUCK me, baby. Fuck me hard.” Des, as always, is happy to comply.

  After a couple of minutes, he pulls out of her warm sheath while she lets out a loud scream, “NO!” He says nothing but he moves to the bottom of the bed, grabs Katie’s legs, and pulls her down to the edge. Once she is there, he lifts her legs straight up and holds them tightly together, then plunges back into her wet pussy. He starts thrusting in and out deeply, finally able to hit that sensitive bundle of nerves inside of Katie. As he pummels in and out, making sure to hit her g-spot each time, she thrashes her head from side to side while grabbing at the bed sheets. Des knows she is hanging on the precipice of her climax. He is so close, but being the man he is, he always takes care of his partner first. Watching her lose all control and cum all over his rock hard cock brings him that much closer to losing all control himself. He puts his finger in where they are joined to get some of that moisture, then parts her lips and taps quickly on her clit. That pushes her over the edge and he feels her walls clench his dick each time he pushes in, all while she howls her release and closes her eyes. He can feel her cum, not only around his cock, but leaking out between them running down the crack of her ass and then onto his bed. Her entire body is taut for a second or two before she totally relaxes and once again makes a soft mewling noise deep in her throat. As he watches her, his balls tighten up as she milks his cock and he knows the time has come for him to let his guard down and finally find his own release.

  Des grabs her legs and wraps them around his hips while roughly pumping in and out of her. He feels sweat running down his forehead and into his eyes, but keeps the motion going, because he is so close. He feels her starting to twitch around his cock and knows she is going to explode a second time. Keeping up the pace he glances up and sees that she is staring at the connection between them.

  “Does that turn you on sweetheart? Watching my cock going in and out of your tight pussy?”

  Katie’s only response is to put her head down and groan. Des knows he has to get her there because his time is closely approaching. He takes one hand and pulls on her left nipple while his other hand starts rubbing circles on her clit. The overstimulation does the job and quickly pushes Katie into her second orgasm. Des feels her clench around his cock as he drives in. He feels warmth start in his lower spine as his balls contract and he starts to cum into the condom. His entire body tightens up as he shoots his load until he has nothing left. In his mind he whispers, ‘God damn, Dee, you bring me to my knees’. He falls on top of Katie, keeping some of his weight off by leaning on one elbow. She is slowly running her hands up and down his back, only stopping to squeeze his ass. She then reaches up, pushes a piece of hair out of his eyes, and wipes the sweat off his forehead.

  He leans down and gives her a soft, affectionate kiss on the lips. Katie smiles up at him with a look in her eyes that actually startles him. Des feels uncomfortable under that all too familiar gaze of hers because he knows what that look means. He has always been upfront and very clear about what their ‘arrangement’ was, and definitely about what it wasn’t. They weren’t what you would call close friends, but they
shared a sexual relationship when the need arose.

  Neither of them are involved with anyone so this has always worked . . . or so he thought.

  He didn’t want to ruin the mood, but needed to see where her head was, and more importantly, her thoughts were. He clears his throat, looks into her eyes, and gently states, “Sweetheart, that was great. As always, you blow my mind and I really needed that tonight. You know I am glad we have this arrangement. Friends with great benefits that lets us enjoy each other’s company while taking the edge off when needed. Just remember Katie what this is and more importantly, what this isn’t, ok, honey?” Her hands drop from his body, immediately her eyes close. She shudders and softly replies, “Yeah, Des.”

  After a moment or two of awkward silence, she softly asks, “Why can’t we have more? Take it to the next level? We have been doing the friends with benefits thing for how long now? A couple of years, on and off, right?”

  Katie’s comment makes Des come to an abrupt stop. He now knows, that for him, their ‘arrangement’ is over and that there will be no more sexual encounters with Katie. She’s not the woman he’d ever thought of as a candidate for a long term or permanent arrangement for himself. Her reputation precedes her; she is known around town as an easy lay because she enjoys sleeping with a lot of men. Des had no problem with that type of reputation because it had worked to his benefit up until now. But, he realizes at that moment that anything but sex with Katie never entered his thoughts.

  Des was not sure he even wanted a permanent relationship. Well, he does want something permanent, but only with the girl with honey brown hair and amber eyes. But, on the other hand, he also sees how all of his friends go through hell with their significant others and wants to avoid the headache of that. He didn’t want to hurt Katie’s feelings, but he knew he had to be blunt and honest. Never wanting to lead her on, he softly states, “Honey, what we have, we have. I never wanted more and honestly didn’t think you did either. But seeing that look in your eyes just now, it’s time to say this was a good run we had while it lasted. Tonight can be our last time, our grand finale? No hard feelings honey, ok?”