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Prince Brock by Xavier Neal
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Meet the next Prince of Tease.
Members only.
A simple rule but a valuable one.
The Castle is the most exclusive and illusive male strip club in the country. As dancers we're treasured like royalty and as clients, you're treated like it.
I'm the hot tempered, blue eyed beast whose bark is is just as vicious as his bite.
Every man that walks out onto the stage is loved like a prince.
I'm Brock and this is my story.
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ABOUT XAVIER NEAL
Xavier Neal lives in Texas where she spends her time getting
lost in writing, reading, or fandoms she recently discovered. Whether she is
enjoying books or movies, she continues finding inspiration at every turn to
bring more exciting stories to life.
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The Substitute by Xavier Neal
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Nate
Being a substitute teacher is good for me.
It's sensible.
Logical.
Abandoning my plans for a career in the film industry and a life full of fun, albeit slightly reckless, actions was the responsible thing to do.
That's who I am now.
That's who I've become.
Mr. Boring. Mr. Predictable. Mr. Anal Retentive.
At least that's what I thought until one irresistible student breathes life back into the version of me I've been desperately trying to suffocate.
Being with Ainsley isn't a want. It's a need.
And I'm willing do anything to fulfill it.
Ainsley
I've spent my entire life ashamed of who I am.
Who my mother is. What she does.
Being forced to attend a private school where people endlessly whisper about it is only bearable because I know exactly what's in my future.
I know exactly where I'm going.
I know exactly what to do to get there.
Or at least I thought I did.
One class with him and suddenly my entire world was missing one very important piece.
Being with Nate isn't just about sex.
It's about loving life in a way I never imagined.
The situation isn't ideal, but I'll do whatever it takes to be with him.
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EXCERPT
“Miss Jacobson. A word?”
Hearing
him say my name with force and control causes my pussy to instantly clench in
anticipation. “Of course.”
anticipation. “Of course.”
I
approach his desk and make my way around so I’m directly in front of where he’s
sitting. He turns his chair towards me before he leans around my frame to say to the last
student walking out, “Shut the door behind you, please.”
sitting. He turns his chair towards me before he leans around my frame to say to the last
student walking out, “Shut the door behind you, please.”
The
door closes, and I hold in the desire to whimper. Nate’s
blue eyes zero in on me. Against his own volition they scan my outfit, soaking
in the way it clings to my chest and dangles high on my thighs. His hands
twitch in temptation to touch me. The simple action causes me to slightly
spread my legs. He shoves down a growl yet I hear the tail end of it. Nate braces an arm on the
desk, allowing his hand to dangle off, and proceeds in a quiet, firm tone, “Miss Jacobson, I just want you to be aware that what happened between us last night was…” His mouth struggles to say the word mistake.
spread my legs. He shoves down a growl yet I hear the tail end of it. Nate braces an arm on the
desk, allowing his hand to dangle off, and proceeds in a quiet, firm tone, “Miss Jacobson, I just want you to be aware that what happened between us last night was…” His mouth struggles to say the word mistake.
He
shouldn’t be able to because he knows it wasn’t one. It was far from some
momentary lapse of judgement. No. What happened between us was the beginning of
something deep and beautiful.
momentary lapse of judgement. No. What happened between us was the beginning of
something deep and beautiful.
“It
was a onetime indiscretion. I would
appreciate it if you kept it between us. My job here as a sub matters to me and
if rumors got around that something happened between me and a student-”
“I
won’t tell,” I promise and scoot closer, his hand now lightly touching the
fabric of my dress.
fabric of my dress.
Nate
gradually nods. “Good. And I just want to be clear with you, it won’t happen again.”
I
drop my hand on top of his. A sharp jolt of electricity shocks us both into
lightly moaning. With a crooked smirk on my face, I state, “That’s where you’re
wrong, Nate. It can and it will.” Before he can argue, I nudge his
hand to check underneath the hem of my dress. His fingertip eagerly grazes my
wet lips. An animalistic groan is stifled in his throat.
lightly moaning. With a crooked smirk on my face, I state, “That’s where you’re
wrong, Nate. It can and it will.” Before he can argue, I nudge his
hand to check underneath the hem of my dress. His fingertip eagerly grazes my
wet lips. An animalistic groan is stifled in his throat.
“Whenever
you’re ready…I’m all yours.”
ABOUT XAVIER NEAL
Xavier Neal
lives in Texas where she spends her time getting lost in writing, reading, or
fandoms she recently discovered. Whether she is enjoying books or movies, she
continues finding inspiration at every turn to bring more exciting stories to life.
fandoms she recently discovered. Whether she is enjoying books or movies, she
continues finding inspiration at every turn to bring more exciting stories to life.
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Part Of The List by Xavier Neal
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If you were dying, what would be on the list of moments that
mattered most to you? That shaped your life? What would you choose to remember
or choose to ignore even in the face of death? Who would you miss? What would
you regret not doing? Who would you regret not loving? In the face of your own
mortality or in the face of your lover's, what would be part of the list?
mattered most to you? That shaped your life? What would you choose to remember
or choose to ignore even in the face of death? Who would you miss? What would
you regret not doing? Who would you regret not loving? In the face of your own
mortality or in the face of your lover's, what would be part of the list?
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EXCERPT
Kennedy
I remember the exact moment I fell in love with Bailey. He
was barely fifteen and I was nothing more than the sappy thirteen year old
obsessed with the older, bright eyed, dark brown haired boy with an accent that
would make any country lover proud. It was right before church, and Bailey was
in the same place he always was, the nursery. He loved to be around kids, but
babies were his favorite. There was something about holding the very beginning
of life, a clean slate, an unbiased soul that was exhilarating to him.
Sometimes people forget that hatred isn't born. It's bred. It's instilled and
re-instilled through words as well as actions. Unfortunately for us that simple
truth has haunted us like an unsettled spirit seeking revenge on a world it was
afraid had forgotten it.
was barely fifteen and I was nothing more than the sappy thirteen year old
obsessed with the older, bright eyed, dark brown haired boy with an accent that
would make any country lover proud. It was right before church, and Bailey was
in the same place he always was, the nursery. He loved to be around kids, but
babies were his favorite. There was something about holding the very beginning
of life, a clean slate, an unbiased soul that was exhilarating to him.
Sometimes people forget that hatred isn't born. It's bred. It's instilled and
re-instilled through words as well as actions. Unfortunately for us that simple
truth has haunted us like an unsettled spirit seeking revenge on a world it was
afraid had forgotten it.
I lean against the door frame as he cradles the infant to
his broad, white t-shirt covered chest. He rocks her and hums his favorite
hymn. I do my best to hide my giggles. Only Bailey can get away with singing
Noelle in the middle of August.
his broad, white t-shirt covered chest. He rocks her and hums his favorite
hymn. I do my best to hide my giggles. Only Bailey can get away with singing
Noelle in the middle of August.
Slowly, he turns his body to face mine. With a wide grin he
locks eyes with me and states, “Someday, you're gonna be holdin’ ours.”
locks eyes with me and states, “Someday, you're gonna be holdin’ ours.”
A smile hits my lips. I love the slight twang he’s trying to
hide.
hide.
“She's gonna be beautiful just like you.”
Thick glasses. Brown hair instead of the favored blonde.
Brown skin by nature, not golden sun kissed like everyone else I know. A little
too full up top. Thighs that most girls would cry over because they touch. I
wear t-shirts at the pool to hide those flaws. I mean, my teeth are straight
and I have less zits than most girls my age, but my face is fatter. I don’t
wear makeup. I’ve never even had my eyebrows plucked. No part of me is worthy
of being called beautiful. Not even a little.
Brown skin by nature, not golden sun kissed like everyone else I know. A little
too full up top. Thighs that most girls would cry over because they touch. I
wear t-shirts at the pool to hide those flaws. I mean, my teeth are straight
and I have less zits than most girls my age, but my face is fatter. I don’t
wear makeup. I’ve never even had my eyebrows plucked. No part of me is worthy
of being called beautiful. Not even a little.
“And she's gonna have your dimple, too.”
I want to argue that the hole in my cheek created when I
smile isn’t an enhancement, it’s an embarrassment, but Bailey doesn’t wait for
my response. He simply winks and returns to singing.
smile isn’t an enhancement, it’s an embarrassment, but Bailey doesn’t wait for
my response. He simply winks and returns to singing.
All of a sudden Mrs. Kathy places the infant she had been
holding in one of the cribs and scolds “Don't go making promises in the Lord's
house you don't plan to keep, Bailey Cooper.”
holding in one of the cribs and scolds “Don't go making promises in the Lord's
house you don't plan to keep, Bailey Cooper.”
“Oh, I plan to keep it, Mrs. Kathy...” He glances up to give
me another smirk. “See, I love Kenny. Always have. Always will.”
me another smirk. “See, I love Kenny. Always have. Always will.”
ABOUT XAVIER NEAL
Xavier Neal
lives in Texas where she spends her time getting lost in writing, reading, or
fandoms she recently discovered. Whether she is enjoying books or movies, she
continues finding inspiration at every turn to bring more exciting stories to
life.
lives in Texas where she spends her time getting lost in writing, reading, or
fandoms she recently discovered. Whether she is enjoying books or movies, she
continues finding inspiration at every turn to bring more exciting stories to
life.
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