Python: A Secret Baby Bad Boy Romance

by Alexis Angel

  Table of Contents

  Epilogue - Destiny

  Second Epilogue - Austin

  Description

  Also by Alexis Angel

  Dirty Lil’ Angels

  A Note From Alexis

  Another Word From Alexis

  Austin

  Out and About - New York City

  Destiny

  Mistress Strokes

  Alexis

  About the Author

  Ashley

  Apollo

  Also By Mona Cox

  My Naughty Angels

  Python

  A Secret Baby Bad Boy Romance

  Alexis Angel

  Naughty Angel Publishing

  Contents

  Description

  Also by Alexis Angel

  Dirty Lil’ Angels

  A Note From Alexis

  Another Word From Alexis

  1. Austin

  2. Out and About - New York City

  3. Destiny

  4. Austin

  5. Destiny

  6. Austin

  7. Destiny

  8. Austin

  9. Destiny

  10. Austin

  11. Destiny

  12. Destiny

  13. Austin

  14. Destiny

  15. Austin

  16. Destiny

  17. Austin

  18. Out and About - New York City

  19. Destiny

  20. Austin

  21. Destiny

  22. Austin

  23. Destiny

  24. Austin

  25. Destiny

  26. Mistress Strokes

  27. Out And About - New York City

  28. Epilogue - Destiny

  29. Second Epilogue - Austin

  30. Alexis

  About the Author

  Description

  31. Ashley

  32. Apollo

  33. Ashley

  34. Apollo

  35. Ashley

  36. Apollo

  37. Ashley

  38. Apollo

  39. Ashley

  40. Apollo

  41. Ashley

  Also By Mona Cox

  Also by Alexis Angel

  My Naughty Angels

  Python

  A Secret Baby Bad Boy Romance

  By Alexis Angel

  Copyright 2017 by Alexis Angel

  All rights reserved

  This is a work of fiction. All names, characters, places, and incidents either are products of the author’s imagination or are used fictitiously. Any resemblance to actual events or persons is entirely coincidental. This work is intended for adults only.

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  Description

  Python: A Secret Baby Bad Boy Romance

  I got a 12 inch python and I’m gonna hide it in your bush…

  There’s not a woman alive able to tame me. You won’t be the first to try. You won’t be the last to fail.

  You won’t get past my 8-pack abs, rugged face, and ripped body.

  Let’s not forget the name of this book.

  Once you see my python twitch, your mouth will go dry.

  It’ll get thicker and you’ll want to touch it.

  It’ll change it’s color and you’ll want to taste it.

  And once you do…

  My venom will shoot inside of you.

  And drive you mad.

  That’s the power of the Python, baby.

  **Come join Alexis Angel in this full-length standalone romance. No cliffhanger but it’s going to be a scorcher with scenes of MF, MFMM, and very mild FMF. HEA? You know it, babe.**

  This book is dedicated to my two very wonderful women. Andrea Finazzo and Lesley Ellis. Without them, I’d be nowhere.

  Also by Alexis Angel

  Wicked Lil’ Brat

  Man Chaser

  Red & Blue

  Scandalous

  Client 5

  Jailbait

  Dirty Lil’ Angels

  Hi ladies!

  If you’re like me, once you finish, you’re not going to want the story to end!

  To receive exclusive sneak peeks, (before anyone else!), bonus content not seen anywhere else, giveaways, and tons more swag, visit me and my Naughty Angels on Facebook at Dirty Lil’ Angels.

  We’ll make it worth your while…

  :)

  Kisses!

  Alexis

  A Note From Alexis

  Well hello there, ladies!

  Let me first begin by introducing myself. My name is Alexis Angel. I write steamy contemporary romance. Steamy is another word, I guess, for dirty. And dirty is another word for fun! In fact, the dirtier the better because at heart I’m just a bad girl looking to have some fun.

  Having fun is why I do this. And, I’m just having fun in the next few hundred pages, doing what I do with a wink and a nod. It’s supposed to bring out some emotions and give you a chance to forget about your cares for a little bit. That’s all I’m looking to do.

  Some people want realism in their books. I say reality is too depressing. So you might see certain things as over the top or ridiculous in terms of never being realistically possible. Yeah, I agree. You’re coming into the world of Alexis by turning the page. Into a world where you have twin stepbrother quarterbacks with 12 inch …uhmm…appendages… that fall in love with their stepsister, where you have dragons who shift into billionaire BDSM rock stars, and so on. Anyways, I think reality should take a second place to fun.

  So I just wanted to say that, in case you know, you were hoping for like super real. The men and women in the pages below represent the best, and worst, of all of us as a collective whole. This is all about leaving your cares for the world behind, as we hold hands, and just for a little while go on a journey that makes us smile. And hopefully a lil’ wetter than before.

  Kisses!

  Alexis xoxox

  Another Word From Alexis

  Hey babes!

  Amazon has a problem with Page Flip. If you’re hitting the end of this book, and it asks you to go back to the first page, then PLEASE DON’T. If you’re reading on Kindle Unlimited, none of the pages will get counted as a read.

  Even if it’s asking you to go to the beginning and review, please close the book at the page you end at after the story - there is a bonus book after this - and then review if you need to.

  The Page Flip issue seriously kills page reads for me, so I’m thanking you in advance!

  Love!

  Alexis xoxoxox

  1

  Austin

  "UNNNNGGH," comes the lewd moan of Melissa as she closes her eyes and pants. She's feeling my finger rub roughly against the nub of her clit, pressing down on it and squirming, making her mind blow up.

  Yeah, I fucking know what I'm doing to her. I'm getting her wetter than she was just a second ago.

  The pleasure that I'm sending through her makes her arch her head. Her skirt and thong are lying on the floor of the private booth that we're in.

  But the other two girls to the right and left of her take a moment to bring their faces lower.

  That's Josie on the right. And Lisa on the left.

  Josie sticks her tongue out and licks up my shaft. Lisa sticks her tongue out too, but she runs it lightly over the underside of my head and then on my slit.

  "Fucking Christ, Josie," I say, throwing my head back. "That feels fucking good."

  "Good, because that was me," Lisa says. I look down at her. She's giving me her sexiest stare. She's still wearing her bra, but fuck that. I'm not sure I want to fuck her just yet, especially w
hile her lips are wrapped around the tip of my cock and she begins to bob her head back and forth.

  My hands have retracted from Melissa's clit and she's now mewling and sucking on my balls along with Josie.

  I watch as the two of them find their mouths coming closer together near my nuts.

  Before I know it, their tongues are playing with each other; their hands are caressing each other, and they're sharing a kiss.

  God, that's so fucking hot. I mean, the whole girl-on-girl thing is hot too, sure.

  But just the raw sexual nature of what's going on in here.

  Outside, these women are prim and proper. Josie is a fucking lawyer for Kane Price. She does contracts and litigation all fucking day. Melissa is a nurse practitioner at NYU Langone Hospital. And Lisa is a Professor.

  But they made the trip out here to Queens, to come to Python—my club. And they followed directions. They left their inhibitions at the fucking door.

  They drank the tequila shots from the crotches of my ripped waiters. They danced. And they fucking had a good time.

  So it's no surprise that when I walked into the club for the night, I saw the three of them and I knew I needed to at least go say hello.

  Oh, fuck.

  Where the hell are my own manners?

  So, I actually know who you are. I knew who you were when you downloaded the book based on the device data that you're using. Don't ask me to fucking explain that; it's too complicated.

  And you actually know who I am too, darlin. Well, unless you live under a fucking rock I guess.

  My name is Austin Price.

  Don't gasp. Yes, I'm really that Austin. And no, I'm not 8 feet tall like they fucking say. I didn't wrestle five mountain lions and climb the Empire State Building.

  Sure I'm a badass, but that shit that people say about me is just crazy.

  I think it's because they think I'm some kind of god amongst men. Maybe they're fucking thinking that with my 6' 4" frame, my bronzed skin, my 8-pack washboard abs, and ripped physique I'm some kind of fucking sex god.

  Okay, I can understand that. Yeah, I guess you could say I qualify as a sex god. But babe, my fucking soulful blue eyes—they're so deep that you'll get lost in them—and my strong jawline and warm smile will have you falling in fucking love fast, even as I fuck you.

  That's what's happening to Melissa, Josie, and Lisa. They started out with a dare for Melissa. It was her birthday. Lisa came up with the dare that Melissa should try and unzip me with her mouth. Well, it was a little too successful. Before I knew it, that warm, sweet mouth was engulfing my cock and I was sighing.

  Oh yeah, Melissa was sucking my cock good. But she couldn't deep throat me all the way. It's alright. Not too many women can.

  I mean, come on, you know what I'm packing. It's been in the papers. It's been online. I've got a fucking 12-inch trouser snake swinging between my legs. A foot of lust muscle to take you to fucking paradise.

  That's how Lisa and Josie, after trading looks that basically said fuck it, decided to get in on the action.

  I mean, how could you sit there and watch me get a blowjob and not get fucking hot? My 12 inches of veiny, throbbing, cock standing upright like the fucking Washington Monument. With the spit that the girls were putting on it, it glistened under the lights of the club.

  Yeah, how the fuck could you not get turned on by that?

  But then again, they were hot the moment they came into this club. That was the real thing. There was no way you could come into Python and not get turned on.

  Because you see, Python is a different sort of nightclub.

  It's a different sort of world.

  You probably think based on what you know about me that I'm some shady guy with a ripped body and a big cock, I bet. That's from everything you've heard about me.

  But there's more.

  Sure, I used to do porn. I did a lot of porn back in the day. All male-female contemporary stuff. I posed on romance covers for my boy Eddie Cleveland and Mona Cox. But I really got famous with Hawkelane Media and their direct video chat sex lines. That's what really started bringing in the money once Arsen Hawke got married and started to modernize the company with his wife.

  But did you know that before porn I went to fucking college?

  That's right.

  I graduated from Iowa State with a Bachelors in something I don't fucking remember. I wasn't really feeling working for someone my whole life. That's when my buddy got shot and almost died in Afghanistan. And so I spent four years over in the Middle East, killing terrorists and helping innocent people get out from under the yoke of fucking ISIS.

  Came back and crashed with my buddy in New York for a couple of days. During that time we went to a party where Arsen met me.

  Sized me up real good. We started doing shots of Jamo. Started fucking talking. He was s sharp dude. Straight talker. No fucking bullshit.

  Just like me.

  Arsen told me if I worked hard, did my hustle right, that there was money in video sex chat.

  I gave it a go. Worked my fucking ass off. Went from on demand sex chat to online streaming.

  And boy was I fucking successful.

  You probably remember my face on the cover of Time Magazine when I became the highest paid male actor, and then the next year when I became just hands down the highest paid person in porn, period.

  Sure, I worked with Kane. But honestly, I got out of the business before the whole virtual reality stuff. I was already worth about $760 million dollars.

  That's right.

  I'm not some New York City billionaire who lives in One57.

  No, I fucking live downtown, right next to the subway. Specifically, the E train, which takes me to my club in Long Island City, Queens.

  See, I used about $50 million to start this place last year, and I named it Python.

  I'm going to give you one guess why.

  "Oh, fucking cum for us Austin," Melissa moans as she jerks my shaft and plays with my balls.

  Yeah, that's why. I named it for cocks.

  Not just mine, though.

  "Come on, big boy," Josie says, smiling lewdly at me and running her tongue along my head. She's naked and her tits are glistening from where Melissa was sucking them.

  I'm looking at three beautiful faces looking up at my cock as they lick it. As they stroke it and jerk it. Touch it and fucking taste it.

  "Come over all of our faces, Austin," Lisa says, opening her mouth.

  Fucking Christ.

  I can't fucking take anymore.

  One last jerk from Melissa and I groan, closing my eyes as my nuts tighten.

  I start to spew.

  It's a good thing Melissa is aiming my giant rod because I would've just cum up in the air and it would've landed on me.

  But she points my cock at her mouth and opens wide as arcs of my cum race out and onto her waiting tongue.

  "Mmmm," Melissa says with a smile.

  Lisa's next, and two ropes of thick, gooey, juicy cum hit her on the forehead and the right cheek.

  Josie doesn't waste any time. She just wraps her lips around my tip and starts to suck as I start to shoot.

  My eyes travel back into my head as my cum shoots out and goes down her throat. She milks it, her mouth using air pressure to suck me fucking dry.

  The ladies are slurping and sucking, and when Josie lets me out of her mouth, they take turns licking my sensitive head, paralyzing me in overstimulated pleasure.

  See, Python is a place where this shit is possible.

  We're in a private fucking booth, but if you want, you can go get a private room, with as many people as you want. You can also go near the main stage, sit and enjoy the show. You can hang out at the bar, or you can sit separate from everything in the dining room.

  It's a place where women come to look at fucking men.

  And not just men walking around.

  I went out and I got the most ripped, most cut, and most statuesque men you could fucking find
all over the country.

  Men with large muscles.

  And even larger cocks.

  I put them on the floor or on stage or behind the bar. Shirtless. With tight boxer briefs.

  They exist for your fucking pleasure.

  You ever been to Hooter’s?

  Well, welcome to fucking Python. Please do feed the fucking animals.

  But this is really the last part that's going to tell you to take your fucking panties off and come inside, beautiful.

  And that is, Python has a strict entrance policy.

  No men.

  Just women.

  Not even gay men.

  A place where women come and let their fantasies run wild. Do whatever they want. Whether it's just for an evening out like Melissa and her friends, or a bachelorette party, or even a corporate retreat. Fuck, I've seen it all.

  Just one year, and it's already packed. Already making a profit. Already fucking famous as New York City's Woman Pleaser.

  Fuck, I'll take that name. And I guarantee you that you will fucking like it too. In fact, by the time I say we're done at the end, you're going to be so fucking wet that I'm seriously telling you right now to take your fucking panties off.

  Send the kids off to school or tell them to go watch some TV. Fuck, put 'em to bed if you need to because you're not going to care about life in a few more pages. You're just going to want to fucking cum.

  Don't say I didn't warn you, babe.

  Welcome to Python.

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