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George Saoulidis

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Beschreibung

Dead Gorgeous

Tushy has met someone. Someone she was supposed to have reapt. But she spared him. Or, did she? The only thing she knows is that she's in deep trouble now, but she can't stay away from him. Will the inexperienced reaper manage to keep her new boyfriend alive?

This is book 2 of the Tushy Reaper series.
Warning: The protagonist likes big butts and cannot lie.

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Veröffentlichungsjahr: 2020

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Contents

Title Page 2

Copyright 2020

CHAPTER ONE

CHAPTER TWO

CHAPTER THREE

CHAPTER FOUR

CHAPTER FIVE

CHAPTER SIX

CHAPTER SEVEN

CHAPTER EIGHT

CHAPTER NINE

CHAPTER TEN

CHAPTER ELEVEN

CHAPTER TWELVE

CHAPTER THIRTEEN

CHAPTER FOURTEEN

CHAPTER FIFTEEN

CHAPTER SIXTEEN

CHAPTER SEVENTEEN

CHAPTER EIGHTEEN

CHAPTER NINETEEN

CHAPTER TWENTY

CHAPTER TWENTY-ONE

CHAPTER TWENTY-TWO

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CHAPTER ONE

 

 

Theseus took Admiral out for a walk. "Come on, buddy. Let's put your collar on."

Naturally, Admiral wagged his tail around and held his head still so he could clip it on, and got horny.

Admiral's nightly walks weren't just about finding places to pee and shit on. No, they were more like slumming it at a red light district.

They'd go out, pee on a tree, perhaps sniff on a tire of a parked car to check if someone else had left a message there, then go around the hood to fuck the bitches.

First, it was a Labrador at Kokkinopoulos' place. Admiral sniffed her butt, let her sniff his, then mounted her in pure, animalistic fashion and fucked her energetically.

She'd stay for a while, then wiggle out from under him, allow him to chase her a bit, mount her again, fuck her a couple of times, then wiggle out again.

It was a game, and Theseus found it hilarious. At some point he tugged on his leash and whistled. "Come on, boy! Let's go."

Admiral whimpered.

"I know. I'm totally cock-blocking you, and that is not what friends do. But you'll like where we're going, I promise."

It was just before closing time at night. Theseus bought a box of chocolates, little Lactas in delicious hearts and shapes. Then he bought a bouquet of roses, and took Admiral for a drive with his car to Nea Ionia.

Helen's place was her parents' old house. They had passed away a few years ago, and as an only child, she kept the entire thing. Having an entire big family home for a single woman living all alone was a luxury and she knew it, but she was sentimental and didn't wanna move out.

Theseus told Admiral to sit down and rang the doorbell.

Helen answered the door with her nightie on, holding the top closed over her cleavage. She squeezed her eyes at him, hard.

Theseus shook the bouquet of flowers before her. That got a mildly interested response from her. Then he shook the box of chocolate.

And that, got her attention.

She gave him a crooked smile with the side of her mouth. "What are you doing here? It's late."

"And I'm sure you were on your favourite reading nook, enjoying a good story, right?" Theseus said, wiggling his eyebrows at her.

She tsked and looked away. "What do you want, Theseus?"

"Just thought I'd drop by, give you these," he said and offered them to her.

She accepted the flowers and the chocolates, but still didn't let him in.

Admiral came to the rescue. Helen's dog, a cute little pooch with a bow on, barked and showed up under her legs. Admiral barked happily at her, Sheela was her name, and sniffed her butt. He darted inside and started the whole mating dance with the little bitch.

She was much more accommodating than her mistress. Hoo boy, they were at it like dogs in heat, which they were.

"Well, at least one of you girls is happy to see us," Theseus said, his palm up towards the sex show.

Helen bit her lips and her cheeks flushed. She thought about it and then stood to the side. "Come on in."

Theseus shut the door behind him. He was familiar with this house, even back when her parents were around. Basically, they knew that they were fuck buddies, they weren't dumb, and her mom kept trying to get them engaged so she could live to meet her grandchild.

But, Helen didn't want commitments like that, and Theseus was fine with their relationship. He stared at Helen's sweet bubble butt as she moved around in her lace nightie. He went further inside. Helen had a reading nook on a window. It was a place constructed especially for that, with a wooden plank underneath, a small mattress and lots of pillows thrown all over, Turkish style. There were shelves with well-worn books, in no particular order. And a spot on the windowsill where she placed her tea. The view outside was gorgeous, looking out into the back garden, with a gap between the trees that let the moon shine through.

Theseus was absolutely certain that in Helen's mind, this reading corner was worth all the money in the world, and that's why she still kept this exorbitant house.

He leaned in and picked up her current read. It was a Lena Manta romance novel, thick and weighty in his hand, probably her latest one. Helen, judging from the bookmark, was well into it, at about the one-third mark.

He turned to Helen, weighing the heft of the book in his hand. "Is he hot?"

"Oh, yeah," Helen breathed out with a throaty moan.

The context was, that they were talking about her current book boyfriend. Helen liked to get lost in these romance stories that took place all over the world, or even in historically accurate places in the past. And in every book, there would be this amazing boyfriend, a man so perfect that womens' panties spontaneously combusted, with a chiselled jaw and abs and piercing blue or green eyes, and a deep voice and perfect hands and the list of attributes went on and on.

Theseus of course didn't care about these things. What he did care about was how horny Helen got while reading that material. As long as she was happy, he was too. She was his friend and he actually did care for her. One day she let it slip that she was fantasizing about her then book boyfriend and got so worked up about it she needed a change of panties, and Theseus offered to do his share and have sex with her while she thought about him.

They tried it once, and then many times after that.

Theseus, unlike some men who scoffed derisively at romance novels, knew that those stories raised the overall happiness level of the entire human population. Women got horny reading them, and they could squint and turn off the lights and pretend for a few minutes that their lazy, hairy husband was that perfect book boyfriend they had just read about in the romance stories.

Hell, some men could get a few pointers about how to act around women from those stories, that was for sure.

She made a concerned face and brought him a cup to pour some tea. "Are you sure you don't mind? You know... Me, thinking about other men." She had asked him pretty much every time they'd done it, and it was question number about a hundred by then.

No, Theseus wasn't bothered about that. "Helen, let me be clear," he said, accepting the cup of aromatic tea. She added sugar in the pot, which he didn't particularly like, but he wasn't gonna be an ungrateful guest. "I don't mind taking you from behind while you fantasise about your book boyfriend, what's his name now?"

"Guillermo," she breathed out with a deep sigh, saying the name with the proper Spanish accent, with a roll of the 'y'. She moved her arm to the side, giving him a nice view of the west slopes of her breast.

"Well, as I said, you can think about Guillermo while I enjoy your sweet ass. It's not like I haven't fantasised about Scarlett or Jennifer while I was doing it with some random chick. Not with you, though. When I'm with you, I'm fully there in the moment. Your ass just pulls me in there."

She smirked at the lewd compliment. She knew him well enough not to get offended and take it as it was, a real compliment. Theseus had been commenting on her ass for as long as he knew her, even back when they were just friends.

There was a moment of silence between them, broken by the panting of Admiral ploughing the bitch.

They both laughed awkwardly at that. Helen looked flustered and took a sip of her tea. Theseus decided to make a move, and he stepped in close to her. He knew that if she wasn't in the mood she'd just push him away and he'd stop and that would be that, no hard feelings.

But she didn't.

She pushed her lips up and closed her eyes, awaiting his kiss.