Free Unfiltered & Unlawful (The Unfiltered Series) by Payge Galvin, Ronnie Douglas Page A

he was exhausted or when he saw Sasha.
    He’d thought it was worth it.
    He’d thought she was worth it.
    But she went back to Tommy.
    Adam didn’t even speak to Ella when he saw her waiting at his door. He poured all of his pent-up frustration and need into a kiss that had her wrapping both legs around him.
    When he paused to unlock the door, she nipped his throat and said, “Nice to see you, too.”
    He laughed. Ella was reliable. She wasn’t looking for promises like so many of the girls who came around the shop. She was a friend of sorts. They didn’t talk much, but they didn’t have any lies or expectations either.
    Once inside the apartment, she lowered her feet to the floor and stepped back to give him an appraising look.
    He pulled his t-shirt off and tossed it aside.
    “I’ve missed this,” she said as she stripped.
    He didn’t reply. He wasn’t sure if he had missed it. He certainly missed getting off. But casual sex? He wasn’t sure he’d missed that part.
    He unbuttoned his jeans and shoved them down.
    “I missed that too,” she murmured in a cheeky voice as she lowered her eyes to his cock.
    Then Ella was kissing and stroking and nipping him all over. She murmured the usual flattering things. It should have excited him, but his mind wasn’t any more cooperative than his body.
    Adam wasn’t stupid. He knew exactly how he looked, and he’d been using it to his advantage since he was a teenager. That was when he realized that working out equated to getting laid. It was a fucking epiphany, like the angels sang and light shined down from heaven, when he realized it was really that easy. He hit the weights hard the summer before his sophomore year of high school, and by the time school rolled around that year, Adam discovered that there was a whole list of girls who now looked at him like he was something new. By Halloween, he’d discovered that some of those girls—older ones mostly—were willing to teach him what they liked. He learned where and how to touch them. More importantly, he learned that as long as they got off first and often, they’d be willing to do just about anything.
    Ella was on her knees in front of him now.
    He groaned as her mouth closed over him. This , he had missed. All of his worries and responsibilities vanished when he was naked with someone equally desperate to chase bliss.
    But then he made the mistake of looking down at her, of grabbing her hair in his hands. Ella was a tiny, curvy, little thing with long blonde hair. She was also gifted in blow jobs. What she wasn’t was Sasha.
    He pushed Ella away and led her over to his bed.
    Shoving thoughts of Sasha out of his mind, he focused on the girl in his arms.
    Several times, she tried to move so she could fuck him. He gently shoved her back and kissed her instead.
    He caught her frown the second time and saw her open her mouth to speak, so he kissed her thoroughly so she didn’t ask questions he couldn’t answer.
    It was ridiculous, but he couldn’t do it. Fucking someone because he was pissed at Sasha wasn’t a good idea. His body objected painfully to that realization, but he wasn’t going to be a slave to his needs.
    “Are you okay?” Ella whispered.
    He didn’t answer that either. He was horny, frustrated, and angry. Definitely not okay.
    He’d called Ella here though, and he’d never walked away from a girl or woman who wasn’t smiling. That was the number one lesson he’d learned as a teenager: Always satisfy your partner. He wasn’t about to fail on that.
    “Come here, doll.” Adam pulled her up and flipped her onto her back.
    He saw the gleam in Ella’s eyes. He might not be able to fuck her, but that didn’t mean she was going to leave without at least one orgasm. She wasn’t to blame for his unwillingness to fuck. That was all him.
    “No scratching,” he reminded her. The danger of a shaved head when his face was between a woman’s thighs was that far too often they seemed to think that it