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  Nicola

  A Dirty Bad Boys Romance

  Steamy Thrillers Series

  Book Three

  Sophia Keller

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  "Erotica is literature designed to be read with one hand.."-Brooke Kinsley

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  Contents

  Description

  Chapter One

  Chapter Two

  Chapter Three

  Chapter Four

  Chapter Five

  Chapter Six

  Chapter Seven

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  About The Author

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  Molly is a young student, 23, and fairly inexperienced when it comes to love and sex. She desperately wants to shed off her ‘nerdy’ image and become part of the IT crowd. Things change for her when she posts a pic of her cleavage on Instagram. Suddenly the IT guys are interested. Molly’s friend Mark tries to keep her on the straight and narrow but Molly has found something new, something exciting and someone - a guy called Sean - who is very interested in her.

  Sean is an IT guy.

  Things take a turn when pics of Molly start turning up on Instagram - without her posting the pics. This time, it’s not just her cleavage. This time Molly is pretty much naked. And on her knees.

  Molly thinks it’s Mark who is jealous, Mark thinks it’s Sean who is a hot shot, Sean thinks it doesn’t really matter as long as Molly looks good.

  But someone is stalking Molly and it isn’t fun.

  We know that Molly’s science marks are suffering as she spends more time with Sean and she’s losing her nerdy image quickly. But is she going to lose more than that?

  What will the next pic on Instagram be.

  And is this stalker more dangerous than we think.

  Chapter One

  Molly and Nicola

  Nicola and I had destroyed Sean completely and utterly. He and his friends, Sam, Joe and Lenny, had lost all their status as the IT Guys. Their last year at college had been dismal. They were ignored and shunned. Sean lost his place on the football team and the four boys now hung out together, alone and without girls, just waiting for year end. They knew they had gone too far in trying to shame us, in tricking us with their photography sex games and you know, it was payback time.

  We had payback. They had become unimportant. We had come out of it on top. Literally on top, as I used to love being on top of Nicola. And she had loved being on top of me. Or still loved being on top of me!

  And now it was year end. It had been a great year for Nicola and I. We had the reputation of being smart, sexy and sassy. Everyone knew our story and everyone loved it.

  They also loved that Nicola and I were lesbian and were proud of it. We would walk, hand in hand, all-around campus and people loved us. We went to college dances together, we both dressed up and looked stunning, we slow danced, kissed under the disco balls and we had unwittingly become The IT Girls. We were not in anybody’s face with our behaviour but we were lesbian and we had no desire to hide it. Sometimes we couldn't resist touching each other in public but hey, all couples do that!

  Sometimes we had guys who thought they could ‘change us.’

  ‘Hey girls, don’t you want to try us men, we can teach you a thing or two about real sex you know’

  ‘Hey girls, what about a bit of cock to show you what your pussy really needs.’

  ‘You two are missing out, your pussies are crying out for some real manhood. We think you need our cocks, come on ladies, give us a try.’

  We laughed at these kind of guys, especially the last one. Our pussies were not crying out for anything. They had each other and sex had never been so good. And remember, Nicola had the most amazing selection of sex toys.

  It had taken me a while to use the strap on dildo.

  I had no problems using the different vibrators, the clit stimulators, the bath toys oh dear those fantastic bath toys, handcuffs, silk scarves and even a butt plug.

  But the strap on dildo had felt different. It felt like maybe one of us was trying to be a man. And we didn’t really need cock did we?

  We had used it that night when we had both had a bit too much to drink. And smoke.

  ‘Put it on,’ Nicola had instructed me. She could be very bossy and I have to say, I did love that side of her. I loved it when she dominated me.

  I could feel myself blushing with the strap on though. I wasn’t even sure how to put it on although I remember a television sexy scene from Netflix and so…

  I picked up the strap on, adjusted it over my hips and buckled it up.

  Oh my gosh, I had never done anything like this before. It was the most incredible feeling of strength and power. Nicola’s hands were not on in me, nobody was touching me and yet I was so completely and utterly turned on by what I was using.

  Nicola was on her back on the bed, beautifully naked. I was on top of her, beautifully naked too. And I fucked her with the strap on. I was going in and out, exactly as a guy would do I guess, and she was loving every single little moment. It felt like I had a cock and it felt like I was fucking her for real. I guess I was actually.

  ‘Oh Molly, more more, do it again, more, do not stop please, a little bit harder, yes, please, more, that is so good, so so good, don’t you dare stop, oh oh ohhhhhhh.’

  She moaned and groaned underneath me. Every now and again I would lean over and kiss her gently, and then carry on fucking her. Hard, deep, fantastically.

  I have never been more turned on in my life as well. I could feel how completely wet my pussy was and as I say, nothing and nobody was touching it. I needed something in my pussy, her hands or her fingers or her mouth.

  When Nicola was exhausted, and I really mean exhausted, I unbuckled the dildo and it fell to the side of the bed. I was also pretty tired. But I wanted to orgasm. I wanted to feel. I wanted to come.

  And so while she lay there, catching her breath, I lay on my back next to her, with my own fingers on my pussy. And then in my pussy. I played, I tickled, I made myself come once and then twice and when I was about to come aga
in Nicola leaned over and she kissed me and she used her fingers and her hands exactly the way I had wanted her to do and then I touched her and explosively, sweet gods, we came together.

  We were good together.

  We had got over all the trauma of the IT Guys. They didn’t feature in our lives anymore. We had all left college and Nicola and I both had new jobs. We didn’t care about those guys, where they were or what they were doing. We imagined whatever it was they were doing, it wasn't very successful. But we did not really give it much thought.

  Except for Mark. He had been a good friend and he had been through that entire IT Guys episode with us. I was really glad that he had a girlfriend now. We chatted from time to time and we kept in touch. HIs friendship was important to me. In fact, I hadn’t spoken to him for a while and I thought I should give him a call.

  Nicola was sleeping, looking beautiful and calm. And very sexy! I thought again how lucky I was to be with her, then I quietly got off the bed, put on a robe and picked up my phone. I went to the lounge so as not to wake up my gorgeous Nicola.

  I dialled Mark’s number. Ring ring ring ring. There was no answer. I tried again. It was not like him not to pick up his phone.

  I texted.

  ‘Hey friend, haven’t seen you for a while and I thought it would be a good time for a catch up. What about meeting for a long lunch today or tomorrow? I’m free so let me know. We can do it with our without partners. But I do want to know what’s going on in your life and to catch up on all the news.’

  He didn’t reply but I figured he may be at work or busy with his girl.

  I made myself a cup of coffee and switched on the television. The news was on and I would’ve switched channels except I had already sat down and the remote wasn’t close by.

  I hate the news, I am a bit of an ostrich in that way, I don't like knowing what is going on in the world.

  Bombings, war, famine, and then… WHAT!

  ‘Police appeal for anyone who has seen or knows the whereabouts of this man. Last seen in Brookline, wearing jeans and a white t-shirt, possibly a red cap too.’

  And then they switched to his girlfriend, to Clare.

  She was weeping. Clare was a bit dramatic, I had always known that. But still, this did seem to be a disaster and her behaviour was a little extreme.

  ‘I am besides myself, ‘ she was saying. He always comes home in the evening, it is not like him to stay away all night.’ She sobbed some more. ‘He has not answered his phone or replied to any of my messages. I am extremely worried that something sinister has happened to him.’

  I was standing now, in front of the television, my heart beating like crazy.

  Where on earth was Mark? Could this be connected to last year, surely not, it wasn't possible, at all, but….

  I tried to call him one more time. HIs phone went straight to answer.

  Something was wrong. I left the flat in a hurry and rushed over to Clare. She needed support at this time.

  I didn’t give any consideration to the fact that it was quite late at night, my hair was totally mussed up from sleep and I probably smelled of sex.

  You know that fantastic smell of sex?

  I do!

  Anyway. I arrived at Clare who was sitting on the couch, holding herself, rocking backwards and forwards.

  I gave her a huge hug, in my dishevelled state, and held her close for a while. We weren’t exactly friends; we only had Mark in common, but that was good enough. We only needed to have Mark in common.

  ‘What do you think Clare?’ I asked her. ‘Do you think this could have absolutely anything to do with happened with me and the IT guys, with Sean and Mark, with all those horrible guys? We humiliated them and destroyed them. I mean, is it possible that this could be their revenge.’

  Clare just sobbed. ‘I don’t know Molly, I just don’t know. This is not like Mark, he never disappears.’

  I was concerned, very very concerned. I did not for a minute think that Mark had just gone out and had a few drinks with his guy friends. He wasn’t that kind of guy at all. He was completely reliable and would never let anyone down. If Sean had disappeared, it had to mean something horrible had happened.

  I wondered if I should try and contact Sean. I hadn’t had any contact with him for a few months. There were times when I saw him, with Joe and Lenny, skulking around college. I always ignored them and they always ignored me. They had gone from being IT guys to absolutely nothing. Nicola and I had gone to being the IT girls, not that we particularly wanted to. It had just turned out that way.

  And now I was with Nicola and she was the love of my life. I did not want any more drama, I did not want any stress, I just wanted to be with her, to do my studies, to have delicious meals with her, have great sex like we had just had, OH MY GOODNESS that dildo, that bloody dildo, and live an ordinary life.

  It seems I was not quite ready for an ordinary life. Clare was sobbing and I didn’t know what to do.

  ‘I am going to call Sean,’ I said. ‘Let me at least try. You never know, if he knows something, or some of his friends know something, maybe it can help.’

  Clare suggested I talk to the police but I had absolutely no interest in doing that. We had had such drama before with the police and I did not trust them. Not one teeny little bit. At the same time, I had absolutely no idea how to handle this. I only knew one thing and that was that Mark was my friend and I had to help him. Maybe he was being tortured right now.

  I do have a wild imagination and I knew I should stop thinking all these crazy things. It was highly possible his car had broken down or highly possible he had got wildly drunk and was sleeping it off in a ditch somewhere. This did not have to be about the IT guys and their revenge.

  I had deleted Sean’s number from my phone and so it took me a bit of time to get it. When I did find it, I called him.

  Surprisingly, he answered on the very first ring.

  ‘Hello, Sean speaking.’

  Gosh, he sounded a lot more mature than the last time I had seen him. The last time which was when he had set me up, photographed and videoed me naked, posted my photographs all over Instagram.

  He almost sounded nice although I wasn't quite sure that was possible.

  ‘Sean, Sean, it’s me, Molly. I know this is weird, odd, but I have to ask you something.’

  Sean asked me what was going on, saying that I sounded like I was in a panic.

  The weird thing, as much as I was meant to hate him, is that his voice aroused me. That fantastic delicious and very sexy voice was making me want to fuck him.

  What? This was most definitely not supposed to happen. I was in love with Nicola, I liked women, it was women’s bodies that aroused me now. It was not men, not men’s voices and especially not men who had treated me so damn badly.

  Still, I could feel my nipples get hard and I could feel my panties get wet. My pussy was tingling and this was not on!

  ‘Sean. Mark is missing. I need to know from you, without any games, if you had anything to do with this?’

  I could hear that Sean was actually pissed off.

  He let out a big sigh, a very exasperated sigh. Actually, it was still a sexy sigh.

  ‘Molly why would Mark’s going missing have anything to do with me. I saw that he was missing on the news. I don't know why it is such a big deal and I am actually furious with you for even insinuating that it could be me. He’s been gone for 24 hours according to the news. That is not such a big deal. Maybe he just wants to get away from that awful nerdish girlfriend of his.’

  Whoa, that was a very low blow indeed. And he immediately had me feeling bad which was not the desired outcome of this.

  ‘You really had nothing to do with it?’ I asked Sean again. Clare was listening on in the conversation, tears dripping down her cheeks. She had heard Sean call her an awful nerdish girlfriend.

  What if it was true? I mean, I thought Clare was kind of sweet if a little plain and dull and ordinary. Maybe this disappearan
ce was not sinister at all.

  ‘Sean, if you hear anything please will you let me know. This is important. Could you ask your friends, all those guys, if they have heard anything. I know you’re angry at me, but is it possible that it was one of them who did something? I know they have all been hurting over what happened with me and you and them and the whole Instagram disaster thing…’

  ‘You are being insulting Molly. We all learned a huge lesson from that and we are different guys now. We would never do anything like that again. We didn’t realise the repercussions would be so awful. We’ve changed, we’re decent. But hey, if I hear anything then of course I will get hold of you immediately.’