Arrogant Coach : A Bad Boy Stepbrother Romance
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After airing everything out dinner was nice. We laughed and caught up on what we had missed. I hug my dad and tell him that we will come visit that weekend.
I let out a huge sigh when I settle into Jordan's truck. He grabs me and pulls me against him and I go willingly.
"So, naked time?"
I laugh kissing him hard on the mouth.
"Yes, please." I say as he burns out of the parking lot. His fingers already reaching below my dress and pushing it up.
"You dirty girl. You aren't wearing any underwear." His fingers plunge into me making me moan as we drive down the street toward home.
"I'm your dirty girl," I pant as his thumb finds my clit.
"Always," he growls as he pushes my clit and curls his finger pushing over the edge of an intense orgasm.
He's out of his truck dragging me along as soon as he parks in our driveway of our newly purchased house. My legs wrap around his as walks us to our room. My lips suck on his neck marking him as mine as his fingers dig into my ass.
His pants are down before I hit the bed. Before I bounce up he's thrusting into me as I cry out his name. Jordan leans down and kisses me as he rides me to my second orgasm for the night.
It never gets old with us and it never will.
Acknowledgments
Thank you so much for reading Arrogant Coach. This book was a lot of fun to write. I’d like to thank my cousins Logan and Jacob Chance for all their help and support.
Also, I would like to personally thank my personal assistant Misty Paige. She’s a lifesaver for me. Anything I need help with, she’s always there, ready to do what she can.
Thank you to Donna Elsgood for proofreading Arrogant Coach.
To the lovely ladies on my street team, Cara’s Chances. Thank you for all you do. You ladies are wonderful and I’m so glad you are on my team.
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Chapter One
"Boss, the new recruits are here," Jude, my second in command said after he cracked the door open to my office.
"Any good prospects?" I asked as I saved the document on my computer so I could shut it down.
I've learned from experience to keep anything personal as far away from the new recruits as I can. Women were manipulative bitches, but strippers were that with a huge dash of scheming, ruthless, emotionless whores. My favorite type of women.
"The first one is fucking hot and I want a shot at her after your done with her. The second is acting like a fucking queen so fuck that and the third one hasn't shown up yet."
"When she gets here send her in. You know how I feel about disrespect."
I hated when people were late especially when they were late for an appointment with me. It was one of the few things I agreed with my dad about. When she got here she was going to wish she didn't even bother showing up. I smirked as I rubbed my stubbled chin thinking of all the ways I could make her cry. Being an asshole was one of my best features.
"You got it boss," Jude smirked with understanding. "I'll send in the first one."
When Jude closed my door, I pushed my computer in the secret drawer under my desk. A man in my position could never be too careful. I didn't make head of the Texas mob by fucking around and doing stupid shit.
Texas was prime territory when my grandfather moved here. To some people when they think of the mob they automatically picture some New Jersey schmuck with money stashed away at his mistress’s house. That kind of thinking was fine by me. It allowed me to conduct my business and stay under the radar, exactly where I liked to be.
Now my business wasn't as cut-throat as my grandfather and father had made it. When the old man kicked the bucket, I beat the shit out anyone that tried to take my rightful place as the head of the business. After some broken knuckles and hospital visits people figured out really fast they weren't taking this away from me.
As soon as I earned the respect I deserved I started erasing the shit my grandfather and father had gotten us into. My first task was getting rid of all the fucking drugs they shipped in. The thing about living in Texas was the Mexico border was close. Real close. Drug trafficking was a walk in damn park. And that park was all mine.
Drugs were easy money but they put you on the radar and like I said that was somewhere I didn't like to be. I cleaned up the town got rid of all our heavy drug affiliation. I was the upstanding owner of three strip-clubs and a pillar of the community or at least that was what my tax returns said.
Don't think that I'm some softy. My business just turned us away from the prying eye of the district attorney. Having Mexico so close was a gold mine and I was a fucking minor. Instead of hard drugs I smuggled other drugs. Yeah, yeah hypocrite. I said I was an asshole already.
Now we dealt in antibiotics and pain pills. Everyone knew that if they needed something they could come to my pharmacist, Glen. Glen was the fifth pharmacist I had been through since taking over the business. The other ones, well let's just say they needed to prescribe some pretty heavy stuff to breathe comfortably. So far Glen had been the most trust worthy. He only prescribed drugs to the people who needed it. No more pill popping druggies looking for a fix. This was my business and business was good.
Jude popped his head in and gave me a wink before he opened my door wide a curvy blonde with huge tits sauntered in on six inch pink heels. She wore a matching dress with cut outs on the sides her tits straining to get out.
"What's your name, dollface?" I asked my cock doing some straining of its own.
"Candy," she answered, batting her mascara clumped eyelashes.
"Nope, we already have a Candy. Sorry, dollface you'll have to try again." I leaned back and let my eyes roam over her smoking hot body. Jude had a good eye.
Candy pouted and I wanted her lips over my dick now. Just the thought made me feel better. My mood had been off for a week now. In fact, the reason I was interviewing new talent had to do with my pissed off attitude. One of my girls had overdosed on heroine last week. That meant someone was bringing fucking drugs into my territory and I was going to kill them when I found out who was undermining my authority.
"Now don't pout, dollface. We can find you another name. I'm sure you can think of something better to do with those lips."
Candy smiled as her greedy eyes landed on the zipper of my fat cock. She licked her pink coated lips as she moved closer to me. My feet swiveled me around so she could get a better angle. Her eager hands unzipped me and my dick popped out ready for her.
"You're huge," she whispered as she got down on her knees.
"Yeah, I know. Now get to sucking." She was taking too long and I needed a release.
Candy glanced up, and a hint of anger went across her face. Sorry dollface, no job for you. I needed my girls to know their place. This one had dreams.
"Are you going to suck it or not?" I asked ready for her to get the fuck out so I could get someone else in here to finish the job.
Candy narrowed her eyes before she lowered her head and her lips wrapped around my throbbing cock. Damn she sucked me good. She used all her anger and took it out on my cock. If felt amazing. My hand gripped her blonde hair as I helped her reach the back of her throat. The gagging sound had my balls tightening ready for release.
"That's it keep going," I told her using my grip on her hair to keep the rhythm I needed to come.
My balls clenched as I came deep in her throat. Like a champ, she swallowed every last drop. I released my grip as she hopped up from her knees a smug look on her face. Another sign she wasn't getting the job.
"Well, that was fun but I have another girl coming in right now. Sorry, but I don't think you're Cooter Heaven material."
"What the fuck? I just sucked your dick," she scr
eamed as she glanced down at my still hard dick.
"Thank you for that. But I'm not hiring you today," I told her tucking myself back in.
"This is bullshit," she screamed as she tried to come after me.
I grabbed her wrist and held it tightly. "I suggest you rethink what you are about to do. It will not end well for you. Now turn the fuck around and get the hell out of my office."
She jerked her wrist out of my hand and stomped toward the door slamming it on her way out.