Blow: Part One

BLOW PART ONE NOVEMBER SWEETS Copyright © 2023 by November Sweets All rights reserved. No part of this book may be reproduced in any form or by any electronic or mechanical means, including information storage and retrieval systems, without written permission from the author, except for the use of brief quotations in a book review. Cover by November Sweets Proofreading by Jillian Locke at Locke & Key Proofreading Services Created with Vellum To my Muse who decided we just needed to write some smut… CONTENTS Content Warning Prologue 1. Maddy 2. Jax 3. Maddy 4. Archer 5. Maddy 6. Ian 7. Maddy 8. Otto 9. Maddy 10. Jax 11. Maddy 12. Maddy 13. Archer 14. Maddy 15. Regina 16. Otto 17. Maddy 18. Archer 19. Maddy 20. Maddy 21. Ian 22. Maddy 23. Jax 24. Maddy 25. Maddy 26. Otto 27. Maddy Acknowledgments About the Author Also by November Sweets CONTENT WARNING This book is not suitable for anyone under the age of 18 due to language, violence, and explicit sex scenes. There are also many thing things that some might find triggering including but not limited to: Rape Suicide Sexual Assault Drug and Alcohol Abuse Dubcon Past Child Abuse & Trauma Mentioned Panic Attacks Nightmares Attempted Murder Now the things you might really enjoy: Age-gap MM Toys Group Action PROLOGUE Thunder crashes once again, as the rain hits the window and trickles down. Focusing on tracing the drops I ignore everything around me. I’m numb. It’s the only thing that I feel these days. “Come on, almost there,” a voice says but many different voices have come and gone tonight. At this point they are all starting to sound the same. It’s like I’m not in my body anymore, my mind is protecting me from this hell once again. I can’t remember the last time I cried, but it’s been a while and the different scents of cologne that used to make me gag I can’t even smell anymore. It won’t have to after tonight though, because this is CHAPTER ONE MADDY “Have another shot, Mads!” my best friend Regina shouts across the crowded dance floor while handing me a tube filled with colored liquid. My head is spinning and my body is hot from the combination of the booze and the dancing. The drink is sweet but I’m so out of it I hardly even taste what it is. Regina would never give me something dangerous, well that I didn’t ask for, so I just close my eyes and let the music move my body. Raising my hands, I sway to the bass, ignoring the different hands that are holding my waist as the man behind me grinds his hardened cock into my ass. His hands wander my