Hi, All,

As most of you know, I decided to turn my FF stories into original works and self- publish them. Haunted by You is the first of a series called Shattered Lives featuring The Wade Family. I've included a sample chapter below. The book is now on PREORDER at Amazon and Gooodreads right now if your are interested in reading it. :-) and an honest review would be appreciated. Look for Haunted by you by Lanie Love!

Will also be available on NOOK soon and in Paperback next month.

Thank you all for your support and encouragement.

Haunted by You

Part 1 of the Shattered Lives Series

Chapter Thirteen

Downtown, Los Angeles
The Ritz Carlton Hotel

Kent Wade

Every part of my body has been itching to be scratched since Allie left my office this afternoon. I Jacked off twice, moaning her name as I came all over the damn chair she'd been sitting in. It did little to ebb my built-up tension and stress. My dick is still painfully swollen and in need of relief. I am close to my breaking point as I make my way up to my penthouse.

I had no choice but to call Jen. I need her in the playroom tonight. She refused me in the beginning. I had to promise her it would be quick. She may not turn me on as much as Allie does, but she sure can take a punishment fuck, which is exactly what I need right now. I head straight to the playroom. I enter to see Jen on her knees in the perfect position.

"Come to me." I command, and she obeys. "On your knees, open your mouth." I undo my pants. I don't want to do a scene tonight. I just want to get off. Without a word she kneels down in front of me with her mouth at my crotch. She greedily takes me in and sucks me off. "Mmm, you're hungry for it. You like the feel of my dick in your mouth, don't you?"

"Yes, Sir," she says, after I pull out and stroke myself, rubbing her warm drool all over me.

"Oh yeah. Fuck," I moan, shoving myself back in, allowing her to suck me again. "Make me come, Jen. Make me come so I can spank that ass of yours and then fuck you in that slutty little pussy. Or do you want it in the ass tonight?" She sucks me harder. "Mmm, you'd like that, wouldn't you? You like when I fuck you in the ass, like the whore that you are?"

"Mhm." Is all she can get out with my dick stuffed in her mouth.
"You're going to have to work for it. Make me come. Earn the fuck I'm going to give you." FUCK. She takes me all the way in, deep throating me. Her lips are ticking at my dick's base hairs. I feel myself about to explode. I grab the back of her head to hold her steady as I come violently into her mouth. "Swallow." I demand of her, holding her head firmly in place as she struggles to pull away. She grunts out a protest, trying to yank free of my hand. "Fucking swallow it, Jen."

Her eyes are bulged wide, choking on my thick load. When she's swallowed it all down, I let go of her head. She falls onto her side, gasping for air. I wait impatiently until she catches her breath.

"I want to use the cane tonight."

"No, Sir," she says, looking at the rack of canes I have displayed on the wall. She's always had a fear of how much they hurt when I use them on her. The one she is absolutely terrified of, I've already taken away, but she is still double checking to make sure it's not there.

My level of frustration rises. Her hard limits are really starting to piss me off and that's not a good thing for her right now.

"Stand up. Lean over the bed." I demand, undoing my belt and tugging it loose from the slacks I still have on. Her ass is now in the air so that I can spank her.

I hit her ten times with my belt. The sound of the leather slapping against her skin and the total control I have over that sound gives me exactly what I've been craving.

She cries out with each hit, counting just the way I like her to. The pain laced in her voice makes me want to hit her more. I'm hitting her harder than usual, as punishment for denying me. Her ass is bright red and on fire.

She's standing on her tip toes bracing herself, wanting to shrink away from each hit. I bring her close to her breaking point, then drop the belt at her feet before she has a chance to safe word. I leave her to go and retrieve the KY jelly. My frustration is ebbed by how well she took her spanking.

"I'm going to fuck you now," I tell her as I squirt the jelly on her ass and push my dick in. She bears down and takes it without complaint. I ram into her deep, hard, and fast, pounding viciously into her until her legs give way. I yank her back up and support her weight, hammering into her ass so hard that my balls are collapsing from the strength of my impending orgasm.

"Aw, fuck." I come deep inside of her. I take my now flaccid dick out of her.

The tip is covered in a tinge of brown from her shit. I slap it on her bright pink ass I know is sore from my spanking. Droplets of my milky white comer are now sprinkled all over her backside. I use my dick to rub it all in. Looking at the filthiness of her ass, mixed with the release of tension I got from fucking her, gives me a slight sense of the euphoria I was needing to take the edge off so I can function like a normal human being again.
I bring a soapy warm washcloth and clean her ass before soothing her down with Arnica cream.

"Do you want to come," I ask, allowing her to get up. My stress is gone and it has me feeling a tad more generous than before.

"No," she says, shaking her head and slipping on her robe, hugging herself. "Maybe later, in the bedroom. Are you finished, Sir?" I nod. "Mom and dad are expecting us for dinner in an hour."

"I didn't forget," I say. "Why don't you go and get ready?"

"Okay," she says and hesitates. I nod my head and she walks over and quickly kisses me before she exits the room. In her absence, my Dom retreats and leaves me feeling like complete shit because I know she didn't enjoy that.

What the fuck am I doing?

****
Peninsula Bayside Beach,
Long Beach, California

Julia Moore

I knew going out tonight was a bad idea. I chastise, pulling up in my driveway. I should have followed my first mind and stayed alone with my feelings tonight. I'm still reeling from my break up and now I've gone and done the worst thing I could have ever done with the worst person I could ever think to do it with.

I see his car pull up behind me and he steps out. I can't believe him. Why did he have to come after me? I told him I would be fine.

"Julia, will you wait a moment, please," he says, following closely behind me. I pretend I don't hear him as I rush to my front door.

My heels are making a terrible sound and I pray one doesn't get stuck on the cobblestone walkway I just had put in. I fixed the place up to make it look cute for Allie when she got back from MIT.

I never really had the extra money before, between paying for her schooling and mine, but business has been going so well, I figured why not splurge a little. Allie likes cobblestone, but boy, I'm regretting getting it done now.

"Look, that was a mistake," I say, not really able to out-walk him as we go up my front porch steps. I fish around for my house key somewhere in the bottom of my clutch purse. "You shouldn't have even followed me home."

"I wanted to make sure you were alright."

"No. I'm not alright." I finally find my key and I quickly open the door. "Goodbye." I try to close the door on him, but he holds it open with his hand.

"We have to talk about what happened."

"Nothing happened. It was just a kiss. It meant nothing."

"Then why are you so upset?"

"Why aren't you?"

"To be honest, I've wanted to kiss you for a long time and I know you've wanted to kiss me."

"Don't," I say as he opens the door just wide enough to step through.

"I want you Julia. I'm saying it out loud."

"No." I turn to walk away, but he grabs me and pulls me into him. My back hits against his firm chest.

"But I will leave if that's what you truly want."

"Please don't…" I say, but then he holds me close to him, sweeps my hair to one side, and kisses my neck. I am lost in the feel of his lips on my skin. He releases me and starts to walk away. "Please don't go." I finish telling him what I wanted to say.

"Julia." My name is a whisper on his lips. He pulls me into his arms and kisses me like I have never been kissed before in my life. It revives me, lifting the heavy weight of pain and loneliness I'd been drowning in since Tom rejected me. It awakens every inch of me. It's so wrong to want him like I do. And even though he belongs to my best friend, I am now his.

Aaron Wade

I watch Allie sleeping peacefully beside me and I can't stop myself from smiling at her. The necklace I gave her is still around her neck. I'm afraid the cord might choke her as she sleeps, so I carefully pull it over her head. She stirs a little, but quickly falls back to sleep. I refrain from pulling her closer to me for fear I may wake her again.

I just stare at her as she sleeps. She has a messy mass of bed-head that will end up in my face sometime during the night. Her mouth is slightly open and a thin line of drool is running down her cheek, wetting her pillow. She has never looked more beautiful.

What a lucky bastard I am that she forgave me for being such a dick to her when she was away. I truly thought she would be better off without me in her life. I don't know what I was thinking. I was completely fucked up, but I know for damn sure I won't make that mistake again. I will do whatever I have to do to keep Wade Construction relevant.

"I want to give you all the things you deserve in life, baby," I whisper to her. "I promise you will never regret loving me."

I haven't told anyone yet, but I just put in a bid to restore The Los Angeles Concert Hall. It was just named as one of the city's historic buildings. Not only will Wade Construction gain fame, but it stands to gain a three-million-dollar profit. It will be a good start to the life I have planned for us.

When we started hanging out that night I made love to her for the first time, I never thought it would lead to anything more. I was prepared to let her go the morning she woke up. I was terrified that in the light of day she would regret giving her virginity to me, but that was far from the case.

She was shy and embarrassed about the blood stain on my sheets, but in no way did she regret it. I asked her to stay with me and she agreed. It was the best damn week of my life, having her in my bed with me night after night, even though I was still convinced that she was in love with Kent.

Fucking Kent. What Allie said about him just crept back into my head. I hate the thought of my baby brother being lonely. I know he's not in a good place in his life right now. I shake my head at that thought. Man, what I would give to be in his place right now with Allie by my side.

He always thought that money would make him happy. That's all he ever talked about growing up, being rich and powerful. I think because he saw that in dad. He thought that's what made him happy. The dumb fuck missed the fact that it was his love for his family that made him truly happy, not his damn money and power.

I look at my phone to check the time. It's a little after eleven. I chance calling him, knowing that he rarely gets in bed before 2 am anyway.

"Wade." He picks up on the third ring.

"Seriously," My voice is a whisper, rolling my eyes at the impersonal way he answered my call.

"Sorry. I didn't check who it was. What's wrong?"

"Nothing. I was just calling to see if -"

"Why are you whispering," he asks. "Are you with someone?"

"Yeah, my girlfriend is with me, and she's sleeping. Hey, what are you doing tomorrow night?"

"Nothing, why," he whispers.

"Why the hell are you whispering now," I ask him.

"I don't know," he says, catching himself and going back to his normal tone.

"I was just thinking that maybe we could do something tomorrow night."

"You mean hang out," he asks.

"Yeah, hang out. What do you say?"

"Okay. There's a nightclub on Broadway I just bought. Come and check it out with me. I'm sure you'll like it."

"Okay, cool."

"I'll text you the address."

"It's on, Bro. Talk to you later." I turn my phone on vibrate and put it down on the dresser.

"Awww," Allie says. "I knew you wouldn't leave him hanging."

"I thought you were sleeping." I'm a little embarrassed at her catching me.

"I was, but I woke up because I'm horny."

"Jesus," I laugh at her. "I've created a monster."

"Oh, shut up and fuck me."

I wake up before my alarm goes off so it won't disturb Allie. I leave her sleeping while I take a quick shower and dress for work. She's in the exact same spot I left in when I go to kiss her goodbye. I really fucked her good that last time. That will teach her to wake up horny, listening in on phone calls.

"Mmm," she says of my kiss. "Did you eat breakfast?"

"I'll grab something on the way. Are we still on for lunch?"

"Yeah," she mumbles. "Have a good day, dear."

"Don't oversleep."

"I won't." She sighs and drifts off to sleep again. I shake my head and reach over to reset the alarm for her because I know she's going to oversleep.

Allison Moore

"Shit," I say, jumping out of a deep sleep, startled by Aaron's alarm. I'm glad he set it, otherwise I would still be sleeping.

I hop out of bed and head for the shower. I'm halfway to the bathroom when I feel that my necklace is no longer around my neck. I know I didn't take it off last night. I run back into the bedroom to find it.

I check the bed, making sure it didn't fall off, but its nowhere to be found. I yank back the covers and lift both of our pillows. There's still no sign of it. Panic sets in as I begin to look around. It means so much that Aaron gave it to me. I'm always making sure its around my neck. I breathe easier when the rings catch my eye from where they're sitting on top of the night stand.

I plop down on the bed and slip it on. Holding the rings in my hand, I smile at the memory of him last night, but then gasp when something he told Kent comes to mind. He called me his girlfriend. The thought leaves my head as I hear my phone ring.

"I'm up." I tell Laura, answering her call.

"You sound happy. How long have you been up, because it's ten o'clock here and I still sound like I smoke three packs a day."

"I've been up for a little while now."

"Oh yeah, and how is Aaron? He must be something to have you up and active so early in the AM."

"I'm going to kill Sage. She knows I want to keep it private."

"Who the hell am I going to tell on the other side of the damn country," she asks. "Speaking of which, we are still going to New York to visit Sage, right?"

"That's the plan. If I can get the time off."

"There are a gazillion conventions going on there. Just convince your boss to let you represent your work in one. Hell, they may even pay for your trip. And bring Aaron, we are dying to meet him."

"We'll see. Fingers crossed."

I spend the morning tweaking and fine tuning the website for Wade Works. I keep it in a simple browsing style with not too much fanfare and over clicking. I email him, letting him know that I should be finished with the major aspects of it by the end of the day and first thing tomorrow, I'll send it to him for approval. Hopefully, I'm on the right track. Knowing him, I have a feeling he'll like what I've come up with.

Before I know it, it's time to meet Aaron at the Café down the block. I love that he's working so close by right now. I walk into the cafe and spot him right away. The familiar tingle in my belly starts again.

Just looking at that sexy specimen of a man, dressed in his signature T shirt and Jeans, I want to eat him up. I bite my lip at how fast my mind goes to the gutter when I'm near him. His eye shot up at me and I grin like a cat caught eating the canary.

"Hey baby." He stands from the table to give me a kiss and help me sit down.

The waitress comes over and gives us our food. I asked him to order me the BLT with a baked potato. He has the same, but with fries. I steal one of his fries and dredge it through his ketchup. He eyes me, but he doesn't say anything. He's used to either me or Brooke mooching in on whatever food he's eating.

"Aaron, can I ask you something?" I get right to what I want to know before I completely chicken out.

"Of course, you can." He takes a bite of his sandwich, getting ready to ketchup dip a fry.

"Last night, when you were on the phone with Kent. I heard you call me your girlfriend."

He looks at me. He stops mid-chew and his fry is stuck in mid-dip. He puts the fry back down and swallows the bite of sandwich hard, wiping his mouth with his napkin.

"I didn't realize I said that."

"Oh, forget it then," I quickly say, waving it away.

"Allie -"

"I was just wondering. I know it's silly to be thinking about that this early anyway." I lift my diet coke, taking a sip.

"I want you to be my girlfriend," he says. Now it's my turn to freeze with my straw stuck in my mouth.

"You do?"

"Yes, I do," he says, taking my hand. "Allie, please be my girlfriend?"

"Okay," I whisper.

Not much is said after that. We just eat our sandwiches. But he wears the same big grin he had the first time we said I love you at the airport surrounded by TSA agents and this time my smile matches his.

"I'll call you later," he says, opening my car door to let me in.

"Okay. Have fun with Kent at the club tonight. And remember, you have a girlfriend now. I don't want to have to kick any body's ass for touching on you."

"Damn, Allie Cat. Hearing you talk like that turns me on."

I laugh as I pull away to him mouthing the words I love you. I decide that since he has plans to be with Kent tonight, I'm going to stay home and spend time with my mom. I feel so guilty that I'm this happy and in love while she is trying to get over a broken heart. If I ever see that idiot ex of hers I don't think I could stop myself from beating him to a pulp.

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