The Eklypse Club Series
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Book One:
Adriana was a recent college graduate who secretly craved excitement in her otherwise predictable life. One night she stumbled into a world that unleashed forbidden desires, especially for a good Catholic girl from Queens, New York.
Book Two:
I was the opposite of my best friend, Adriana. I didn't do commitments. My relationships never lasted for more than a month; if one did, it would turn into hook-ups. I had a secret: I had been going to club Eklypse every Friday for a year to hook up with Mikos, my best friend's brother-in-law. The sex was hot, and I didn't worry about any commitment because Mikos was getting married. Then my best friend invited me to her house one night and I met the man who would change my life, Jake Russo.
Karlene Pitters
I was always a creative person but didn't discover my passion for writing until 14 years ago. I have been writing ever since but didn't pursue it as a career until seven years ago. The idea of writing a book came to me during a dream. I found my passion and haven't look back. My writing is simple and straight to the point — no Purple Prose for me. I spend much of my time developing the characters. You have to know your hero and heroine inside out for them to come to life. I want my readers to talk about my characters as if they were real people. I work hard to make them distinctive. I used to read Harlequin Romance novels in my teens, and it's what inspired me to want to write in the romance genre. My brand or style is writing multi-cultural romance; it's what I relate to the most.
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The Eklypse Club Series - Karlene Pitters
EROTIC ROMANCE
THE EKLYPSE CLUB SERIES
Karlene Pitters
Published by: Jacanie, Llc
Bronx, New York
This work is a work of fiction. Any references to historical events, real, people, or real locales are used fictitiously. Any names, characters, places and incidents are the product of the imagination, and any resemblance to actual events or locales or persons, living or dead is entirely coincidental.
Copyright@ 2019 by Karlene Pitters
All rights reserved, including the right of reproduction in whole or in part in any form.
The Eklypse Club Series Bookset
Dedications
To my readers and potential audience, I appreciate you and hope you.
To my family and friends, you’re appreciated, and I thank you for always supporting and encouraging me to continue living my dream.
Table of Contents
Eklypse
Chapter One
Chapter Two- In Da Club
Chapter Three-Blue Eyes
Chapter Four-Swept Away
Chapter Five-Guilt Trip
Chapter Six-Caught Up
Chapter Seven-White Lies
Chapter Eight-Tense Situations
Chapter Nine-Acceptance
Chapter Ten-Unexpected Events
Chapter Eleven-Living Free
Chapter Twelve-Surprise Encounter
Epilogue
Eklypse 2
Chapter One
Chapter Two
Chapter Three
Chapter Four
Chapter Five
Chapter Six
Chapter Seven
Chapter Eight
Chapter Nine
Chapter Ten
Chapter Eleven
Chapter Twelve
Chapter Thirteen
Chapter Fourteen
Chapter Fifteen
Chapter Sixteen
Chapter Seventeen
Chapter Eighteen
Chapter Nineteen
Chapter Twenty
Chapter Twenty-One
Chapter Twenty-Two
Chapter Twenty-Three
Chapter Twenty-Four
Chapter-Twenty-Five
Chapter-Twenty-Six
Spanish Translation
Books by Ionie and Karlene Pitters
About the Author
EKLYPSE
Chapter One
I was dreaming about a sexy blue-eyed stranger and then beep, beep, beep. It was the sound of my alarm clock on my smartphone. I rolled over to the other side of the bed and reached over to silence the annoying noise. I looked at the screen, and it was 6:15 in the morning.
Ugh,
I moaned, getting out of the bed. I walked into the bathroom over to the bathtub and turned on the water for my shower. I pulled off my nightgown and stepped into the hot steaming water pouring a large amount of my coconut body wash in the palm of my hand. I rubbed it over my arms and breast; it felt so silky against my skin. I inhaled that rich coconut scent that I loved so much; it did something to my senses. I reached down to rub some between the lips of my pussy. I felt so horny, and I closed my eyes and started to play with my clitoris. I slipped my fingers in and out of my wet pussy, rubbing my thumb in a circular motion around the hood of my clit. I was so hot and wet down there. I used my other hand to touch my nipples; they were hard as rocks. The pressure was rising in my groin, and my pussy pulsated as I leaned back against the wall. I was so relaxed after the release that I lost track of time. I shaved my legs and private area, finished my shower quickly and ran into my room searching in the closet for an outfit to wear to work.
A few hours later, I was sitting at my desk, sorting through some caseloads at my new job as a Paralegal for a mid-size law firm in Manhattan. It was my first real job since I graduated from John Jay College. My original plan is to go to law school in the future to become a prosecutor. The attorneys are very demanding, and some of the secretaries are a little snooty, but it’s only my third week. I would wait and see how it goes; I was just happy that I had a job in this economy. Many of my friends were still looking for work and living at home with their parents. I was very fortunate that my dad got me an apartment after I graduated. He was also paying the rent until I could do it on my own. I loved my daddy.
I was so engrossed with my work that I didn’t hear my cellphone ring and was startled by the message alert. I picked up the phone, sorted through it, and saw four text messages. I opened the first one, and it was from my best friend Daniella, aka Dani.
Hey girl, what’s up? I’ve been trying to get you all morning. Call me back, asap.
I sent her a reply right away. I’ve been busy all morning. Remember this is a new job, and I can’t talk all the time now.
Dani: You want to hang out tonight? There’s a new spot out in Jersey, a club named Eklypse, and a few of the girls want to head over there. We got a ride and everything.
Me: I don’t know. Angelo and I may hang out tonight.
Dani: C’mon Dri. You always hang out with Angelo on a Friday night. I haven’t hung out with you in like forever.
She was right but my boyfriend, Angelo, had been working late at his uncle’s new restaurant all week, and I hadn’t seen him in a few days. I was torn because I wanted to hang with Dani, but I felt guilty if I didn’t see Angelo.
Me: I don’t know Dani. I’ll tell you later. I have to check with Angelo to see if it’s ok.
Dani: ??? Are you serious? Don’t start that shit Dri. He’s not your keeper. Do you have to ask him for permission now?
Here we go again. I shook my head as I read the message.
I was tired of trying to choose between the two of them. We hadn’t hung out in a few weeks since I started my new job, and we used to hang out all the time. I managed to fit Angelo into my new schedule since he would go nuts if he didn’t see me after a few days. I guess it wasn’t going to kill me if I didn’t see him tonight. Besides, I wanted to hang out with Dani and the girls.
Me: Okay, we’ll hang out. What time do you want to meet up?
Dani: That’s what I’m talking about, girl. I can’t wait. I can meet you at your house at 10. We got a ride with Trina; her parents bought her a new car for graduation. Lucky bitch.
Me: Lol. That sounds good. I’ll see you then. Laters.
After my text conversation with Dani, I went back to my caseloads. A couple of hours later, I was eating lunch in the company’s cafeteria and decided to listen to the rest of the voicemails and text messages. My mother wanted me to stop by after work, and Angelo wanted to meet up at his uncle’s restaurant. I wasn’t looking forward to either conversation because I knew that my plans for tonight didn’t include any of them.
I brought up my favorites contact list on the phone and called Angelo. My stomach was doing somersaults as the phone rang. He picked up after a couple of rings.
Finally. What’s up?
He sounded impatient. "I’ve been trying to reach you all morning. Are you okay, mi amor?"
I was busy all morning.
I rolled my eyes, and my heart was beating fast as I got ready to break the news. I’m just checking my messages. By the way, I have to cancel tonight.
What do you mean you have to cancel tonight?
He sounded pissed off. We haven’t seen each other in a few days. I have to see you tonight. No way.
If I told him that I was hanging out with the girls tonight, there was no way he was going to let it happen especially, if he knew that we were going to a club in New Jersey.
My mom asked me to babysit tonight.
Why can’t your brother babysit Isabella? He’s sixteen years old now; why do you have to babysit?
My mom doesn’t trust Gino to babysit. Plus she is coming back late, and I’m going to spend the night. We’ll get together tomorrow.
You know I’m helping out my uncle tomorrow night at the new restaurant again.
Come over before you go to work.
I insisted. I should be back home by noon.
I waited for him to say something because whenever he was upset, he got quiet. My mind wandered back to how we met almost three and a half years ago. One afternoon after class Dani and I went to lunch at the local Spanish restaurant up the block from John Jay and he was our waiter. His uncle owned the restaurant, and he used to give us free lunches. He worked there part-time as a manager, and he was attending City Tech to be a graphic designer.
Okay.
He agreed reluctantly. "I’ll stop by your place tomorrow afternoon. I’ll call you later, te amo."
Me too, babe.
A big grin spread across my face, and I let out a sigh of relief. Later.
I felt a twinge of guilt for lying to him, but I was excited to hang out with Dani tonight. I glanced at the clock and realized that it was time to get back to work. I didn’t have the opportunity to call my mom, but I would talk to her later after work. I was not looking forward to our conversation.
A few hours later, I was flat ironing my curly shoulder length hair in the bathroom of my apartment. Dani would be the one to do it, but she was running late herself. She still lived at home with her mom and two younger sisters right up the block from my parents house in St. Albans Queens. I met her ten years ago when she moved into the neighborhood from Puerto Rico. We have been best friends ever since.
I looked in the mirror and wished that I had gotten a haircut. My hair was shoulder length, in the natural, and touched the middle of my back when it was relaxed or flat ironed. I used Bobbi Brown’s warm honey foundation to smooth out my complexion and the sheer lip gloss to plump up my full lips. I was told that I had features from both my parents. My mom was Italian and Puerto Rican, and my dad was African American. Staring back from the mirror was a curvy, warm honey complexioned, full-lipped sista. My mind ran back to the conversation that I had with my mom after I got home from work. She wasn’t happy that I wasn’t stopping by today. She probably wanted to bash dad again.
My parents were separated after twenty-four years of marriage. My mom claimed that dad had been cheating on her for years with the same woman that he left with a few months ago. She was devastated and now depended on me a lot. I loved my mom and wanted to be there for her, but she was driving me crazy. My little sister Isabella, who was thirteen and my brother Gino, were having a hard time dealing with the breakup. They missed having my dad around and were giving mom a lot of attitudes. Mom wanted me to choose sides, but I refused to do it. I wasn’t getting involved with their issues. My dad had always been good to my siblings and me; he would do anything for us. She was also pressuring me to move back home to help out with my siblings. That wasn’t going to happen because I valued my independence.
The ringing cellphone interrupted my thoughts. I looked at the screen, and it was Angelo. It went into voicemail since I was running late. I finished my hair and sorted through my clothes in the closet. I chose a short, off the shoulder, dark blue silk dress. I walked over to my full-length mirror to smooth it down over my hips. It was a little snug but in the right way. I put on the strappy black platform shoes I had purchased at a quaint boutique in the Village. Then, I went to my jewelry box and took out a pair of dangly silver earrings with matching necklace.
An hour later, the cellphone rang, and it was Dani. I swiped the screen quickly before it went into voicemail.
Hello,
I answered, walking towards the closet. I retrieved my short sleeve black knit sweater and a black purse.
"Hey, chica. She sounded animated.
We’re downstairs in a silver car, get your ass down here."
Ok.
I grabbed my keys and headed downstairs.
I spotted Dani on her cellphone, leaning against the door of the car. She looked hot in a red sequin mini skirt that clung to her ample bottom, a black sleeveless low-cut lace top that hugged her large breasts, and red spiked heels. Her jet black hair was bone straight and flowed down the middle of her back. Her makeup was flawless as usual. My best friend was flashy with a spunky attitude. She always drew the most attention from all the guys whenever we hung out.
Hey.
I walked towards her.
"Hi, chica. She reached over to hug me tightly.
I’ve missed you."
Dani!
I protested, pushing her away. Girl, stop suffocating me, you act like we haven’t seen each other in years.
Stop it, Dri.
She pouted. You know your man takes up all your time. At least when I got a man, I still make time for you.
I kept my mouth shut because I’d lost track of all the men that she’d been through. As far as I know, she had never dated anyone for more than a month. I didn’t want to talk about my relationship with her tonight.
Let’s get moving, girl.
I walked towards the car to meet the other girls. I glanced over to the front seat and greeted Trina, our Italian friend from Long Island and a Dominican sista named Maribel. We had all graduated from John Jay in June.
Let’s go bitches.
Dani squealed pumping her fists. I’m ready to pick up some tight asses tonight.
I smiled thinking about how much she loved to party. She partied so much in school that I was surprised she graduated on time. The car peeled off the curb and I held on tightly praying that we’d get to the club in one piece.
Chapter Two-In The Club
An hour later, we arrived at the club in Hoboken, New Jersey. Trina had gotten lost so many times that I thought we were never going to get here. As I looked around the place, it seemed deserted. Trina parked the car in a parking lot across the street from the club. We scrambled out of the car and walked towards a flashing purple and white neon sign that read EKLYPSE. The club didn’t look like much from the outside, but there was a long line in front of the building, and the parking lot was packed. Loud music was pumping as we got closer to the building.
Are you sure that we’re going to get in?
I asked, walking behind Dani and the rest of the girls.
Maribel’s brother works here as a bouncer.
She had a big toothy grin on her face. How do you think we found out about it? Let’s go before we lose the other girls.
She dragged me by the arm, and we wobbled in our heels towards the front of the club. I noticed a few dirty looks from the people waiting on line.
Wow,
I shouted over the pumping hip hop music as we walked inside the club. It’s huge.
Yeah!
Dani shouted. Come on, it looks like Trina got us a table.
She pulled me towards a table in the corner, where the other girls were already seated. I sat down and looked around the club, soaking up the atmosphere. The building was huge, and the club took up the first three floors; we were on the main level. There was a large bar in the center and different rooms going off to the sides.
Dani,
I called out. She was ordering drinks. Have you been here before?
She hesitated and then nodded guiltily. I’ve been coming here with Trina and Maribel for a few weeks now.
I felt a twinge of jealousy since I didn’t hear about EKLYPSE until today. Apparently, she had been hanging out a lot without me. I guess I couldn’t blame her since I had been so busy with my new job and trying to fit Angelo, my family, and everything else into my schedule.
Okay.
My brows creased and I acted calm as I looked around the club.
Dri, don’t be getting mad.
Her eyebrows were wrinkled as she glanced over at me. You ditched me to hang out with your man. What do you expect me to do?
I’m not mad,
I said defensively. I’m just surprised that I’m just hearing about this place today, that’s all. You usually tell me about all the hot spots right away.
I know,
she glanced at me apologetically. I wanted to tell you, but you were always cutting our conversations short.
You’re right,
I decided to change the subject. Enough of that; let’s have some fun.
On the main floor, there was a Reggae and R&B room, and on the third floor, there was a Techno, Hip Hop, Pop, and Rock room. An hour later, Dani and I were in the reggae room dancing to Sean Paul’s She Doesn’t Mind.
Dani was an excellent dancer, and she taught me how to dance reggae. I was so caught up with my dancing that I hadn’t realized that someone was pushing up on my booty. I froze for a moment and then turned around to a pair of striking blue eyes. I gasped, and my pulse quickened. I stepped back, but he pulled me closer to him. I glanced over at Dani, but she was busy gyrating into another guy.
The music changed over to another Sean Paul with Keisha Cole’s Give up To Me.
I continued dancing with Mr. Blue Eyes since I was here to have a good time. Besides, this man was off the charts hot. He was about a foot taller than me with wavy black hair, a tanned complexion, juicy lips, and a strong jawline. Wow.
My heart was beating fast, and I felt the heat rising between my thighs. I felt like I was going to cream in my panties and wanted to ground into Mr. Blue Eyes some more. I was so shocked by my reaction towards him that I almost forgot that I was in a relationship. The music changed over to another song, and I pulled away from him quickly.
Wait,
he called out as I pushed through the crowd.
What’s wrong with me? I shouldn’t want to dirty dance with another man, that’s not how I rolled. I looked around for Dani and didn’t see her anywhere on the dance floor. I walked back to our table and saw Trina nursing a drink but still no sign of Dani. Where could she be?
I sat at the table with Trina for a little while to cool off from that hot dance and drank a glass of red wine to calm my nerves. After a while, my bladder felt like it was about to burst, so I looked around for the ladies room without success.
Trina,
I yelled over the pumping techno music. Where’s the ladies room?
There’s one downstairs and one on the third floor,
she said slurping down her fourth drink.
I walked quickly through the crowd towards the downstairs bathroom. I tried to shake off my reaction towards that handsome stranger. I shouldn’t have felt that way for some random hot guy, whom I may never see again. Once I got to the ground floor, I looked around for the ladies’ room. I didn’t see any signs, so I decided to try my luck at opening doors randomly, but most were locked. Why are the doors locked?
I knew that exclusive clubs offered memberships and private rooms to their regulars. I walked towards the end of the corridor and pushed against the last door. To my surprise, it was unlocked, and I walked right in thinking I had finally found the restroom. Instead, when I looked up, I froze, and my mouth dropped open. The room was dimly lit, and there was a big king-sized bed in the center of the room with two men and an Asian chick having sex. I stood motionless as the blood rushed to my face.
What the fuck?
I knew that there were a lot of dance-sex clubs popping up all over the place but didn’t realize that this was one of them. No wonder the doors were locked, there were probably other people having sex in those rooms.
I’m going to kill Dani.
I couldn’t believe that I let her talk me into coming to this place. I knew that she was into freaky shit, but a sex club? I shook myself out of my thoughts of strangling my crazy friend back to checking out the hot men in front of me.
I felt so guilty for looking but seeing these hot men banging this chick was turning me on like crazy. One of the men was over 6 feet tall with wavy black hair and the most amazing body I’d ever seen. He had well-defined arms, broad football shoulders, and a firm muscular ass that I wanted to squeeze. He was so freaking hot that my body was heating up just looking at his hard muscles. Obviously, I was feeling horny tonight since I had the same reaction to the man with the striking blue eyes.
The other man was blond with fair skin and about the same height, but with a stockier build; big muscular legs, arms, and neck. The woman was petite, with silky short dark hair, and big silicone looking boobs. She was kneeling on the edge of the mattress as the blond man fucked her in the ass. Her mouth was busy sucking the cock of the other man, and she was pumping it up and down with her hands. The man’s eyes were closed as he moaned and then shouted that he was cumming.
It turned me on so much that my pussy was tingling. I hadn’t realized that I’d made a sound until the dark-haired man glanced over at me. I stood stunned. It was the same striking blue-eyed stranger that had danced with me earlier.
Care to join us?
He asked with a cocky grin. Blood rushed to my face, and I backed out of the room quickly. My heart was beating a mile a minute as I looked around for the closest exit. I decided to go upstairs and find the other ladies’ room, so I hurried down the corridor to the left and heard footsteps behind me.
Stop!
A deep masculine voice called out. Don’t leave.
He grabbed my arm, and I fell back against his rock hard chest. My heart was pounding in my chest, and I was afraid to look back since I knew it was Mr. Blue Eyes.
Let me go!
I pulled my arm away from his grip. I’m going to scream if you don’t let me go.
He held me still and spun me around to face him. I felt breathless and a little frightened. Where is Dani when I need her?
I’m not going to hurt you,
he said, holding me still. I danced with you upstairs, and you ran away.
Our eyes locked, and I couldn’t look away. Mr. Blue Eyes had a powerful effect on me, and I felt the dampness between my thighs. I had to get a hold of myself because I had never been this hot for a guy.
I have to get back to my friends.
I was still trying to break loose from his firm grasp. I was looking for the ladies room. I didn’t know that these rooms were off limits.
I’m happy that you got lost.
He still had the same cocky grin on his face. I didn’t think that I was going to see you again. What’s your name?
Adriana,
I replied biting my bottom lip. Look, I have to find the restroom now.
I’ll take you. He was still holding onto me.
Bruno. My name is Bruno."
He led me around the maze into another hallway, and we finally stopped in front of the restroom. A couple of drunken girls stumbled out of the bathroom, and I moved to the side to let them pass.
Thanks,
I said, pushing through the bathroom door quickly. I didn’t wait for Bruno to answer; my bladder was about to burst. After finishing my business, I lingered in the restroom. I knew he was outside waiting for me. I wish there were a window that I could climb through.
I ran my fingers through my hair and smeared on my Bobbi Brown sheer lip gloss. I took a deep breath and stepped out of the ladies’ room to see him leaning against the wall.
Adriana,
he drawled, locking eyes with me again. I thought I had to come to rescue you.
It’s getting late.
I looked away from his intense gaze towards the stairs. I have to go and find my friends. It was nice meeting you.
The night is just getting started,
he protested. I’m sure that your friends are having a good time. Come with me.
I looked at his outstretched hand and was tempted to go with him. It was like my body had a mind of its own.
Sorry.
I shook my head declining. I have a boyfriend.
Is he here at the club?
He asked, lifting his brows.
No,
I admitted reluctantly. I’m here with my girlfriends.
Good,
he smiled and took my hand. Dance with me again.
Oh. My. God. I wanted to say no but found myself walking with him upstairs towards the R&B room. Ne-Yo’s, Closer,
was playing and he pulled me into his arms. We gyrated slowly to the excellent beat, and he turned out to be a good dancer. At first, I put some distance between us, but he pulled me back into his arms. He was sporting a serious hard-on.
I like you, Adriana,
he whispered in my ear. I want to dance with you all night.
I trembled in his arms as he ground into me. My body was on fire, and my pussy was throbbing. The effect he had on me was crazy, and I wasn’t thinking straight. My heart was pumping fast, and I had to slow it down by taking deeps breaths. You are so beautiful and sexy.
His breath tickled my ear. I want to fuck you right now.
I trembled from his dirty words and pushed into his hardness. The room was dark, and we were over in a corner. My body grew hot, and I started to sweat as his hands moved down to squeeze my butt cheeks.
I parted my legs as his fingers inched slowly under my short dress. I moaned when his fingers touched the edge of my panties and pushed it aside. I cried out softly as he dipped into the folds of my wet pussy, and I lifted one of my legs around his waist for easier access. I ground my pussy against his fingers, and his thumb circled my clit. He slipped two fingers into my wetness, pumping in and out of me. His probing fingers were about to put me over the edge of an orgasm. The song changed over to an old Usher hit, and I came back to my senses.
I can’t do this.
I pushed away from him. My panties slipped back into place, and my