Free Fall (Free Fall Vol. 1): (Loving Summer #6: The Donovan Brothers #3)

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Authors: Kailin Gow
feeling at the moment. Nat was back into our lives in less than a
day, and already there was the familiar sense of insecurity, that tension I
always felt when he was in the same room with Summer and I. He was Summer’s
first crush, first love, and even first time…although I was the one engaged to
Summer, why did I feel as though Nat was winning?
     

 
    Chapter 7
     
    Nat
     
    I couldn’t get the sight of Summer’s perfect
bare derriere sticking up in the air with her wetness staring at me from where
I stood at the doorway, out of my mind.
    Why
did I have to see her in that way before she would get married to my good for
nothing little brother?  Why did she have to look even better, prettier,
sexier, and more curvaceous then she was at 18? Yes, so Drew was naked right up
against her, and at that moment, going full on bucking against her. But she was
still naked, writhing in ecstasy, and looking so damn hot. I saw them climax
before they noticed me charging down the door to their suite. It was the most
erotic thing I’ve seen in years.
    So
I’m a pig. I can’t stop thinking about her lush wetness.  How I used to lick
her there and eat her out when I used to fly down on the private Donovan
Dynamics jet while in college back in San Francisco to Malibu to visit her for
the weekend.  She was my girl then. My luscious beautiful girl. I couldn’t get
enough of her back then, was so much in love with her, that she was all I
thought about, all I cared about.
    I
shook my head. Just thinking about it was getting me distracted from my mission
tonight. I checked out of my room and headed to my red Ferrari in the valet
area. The valet pulled up and I handed him a tip, before slipping into my car. 
I felt the leather upholstery with my hands, enjoying the soft buttery
leather. 
    It
was good to be back in Los Angeles where I’ve lived off and on throughout the
years under a different name. With my red Ferrari, designer wardrobe, and bad
boy billionaire bachelor forever image; no one would guess I was the former
nerd hacker Nat Donovan. Most people in Los Angeles knew me under a different
name.
    Andrew
Hockings Knight. I was a distant cousin to the famous rock princess Never
(Neve) Knight, lead singer of the hit band, The Never Knights. Neve, who was
the daughter of punk rock legend Keith Knight was also dating Danny Blue, her
guitarist who happened to be the son and heir to the massive hospitality
billionaire Clarence Blue. Danny was a success in his own right, having
finished his doctorate in Music and forging a music career, only to find out he
had to suddenly take over his father’s empire. He was the same age as I was,
both in our late 20s; and had many things in common. That was why he was one of
the very few friends I had in Los Angeles.
    Thanks
to my association with Neve Knight, I was able to get the Presidential Suit at
the Blue Meridien at a moment’s notice. And thanks to my friendship with Danny
Blue, I was able to get into the Blue Room, an exclusive gentlemen’s club of
the highest membership, without having to become a member. For tonight, I
needed to be at one of these Blues properties. It seemed that one of the
persons I was trailing was fond of staying at a Blue Hospitality property, and
my intel told me, he was be staying at either property tonight.
     Danny
handed me a VIP card for complimentary drinks at the Club.
    “I
know you’re undercover and close to family,” Danny said, “So, enjoy the club and
the Towers tonight for free. And if you hear of something, anything that the
girls say or rather the staff says about this place, let me know. There seemed
to be some discord amongst the employees these days, and I kinda need someone
to be my eyes and ears for me on this. I have an inside person acting as a
patron at the moment as well, but I don’t think he could cover much being just
one person so I need all the help that I can.”
    “Great,
Danny,” I said.  “So tonight, I’ll be like a

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