Phantom Lure Box Set

Phantom Lure (Box Set)

J. Hali Steele

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Table of Contents

Phantom Lure (Box Set)

Driver (Phantom Lure 1)

Chapter One

Chapter Two

Chapter Three

Chapter Four

Chapter Five

Captain (Phantom Lure 2)

Chapter One

Chapter Two

Chapter Three

Chapter Four

Chapter Five

Chapter Six

Locomotive (Phantom Lure 3)

Chapter One

Chapter Two

Chapter Three

Chapter Four

Chapter Five

Epilogue

J. Hali Steele

Phantom Lure (Box Set)

J. Hali Steele

When Lucifer tossed his favorite lover, Grange Stafford, out of hell, and tortured Heath Terran, it should have ended there. Instead, that was only the beginning -- the creation of the Phantom Lures.

Driver: Phantom Lure Grange Stafford, the handsome man who drives the bus on Roman Curt’s route to work, appears in Roman’s unrealized fantasies. What would Roman’s girlfriend think of his wanton desires?

Captain: A Phantom Lure from northern Europe, Captain Gent Finway prefers Nordic weather and icy waters. Now he’s heading south to the Caribbean, captain of a cruise ship on its maiden voyage. His blood turns hot when he touches his new chief officer, Salvatore Martino.

Locomotive: Caught in Satan’s web of deceit, Heath Terran is the reason Phantom Lures exist. Grange sets a scenario in motion with other Lures to free Heath. Full of Lucifer’s power, Grange takes what he wants. In taking Heath, Grange changes Heath and their world forever.

Driver (Phantom Lure 1)

J. Hali Steele

Grange Stafford drives when the need arises. It’s a ride he looks forward to, one that sustains his life force -- a ride that will end fulfilling every imagined carnal yearning.

The handsome man driving the bus on Roman Curt’s route to work appears in an unrealized fantasy. What would his girlfriend think of his wanton desires? Roman envisions sharing more than her with the stranger whose intent green eyes observe him through the rearview mirror. Roman wants to be his lover too!

Bus driver, take me your way.

Chapter One

The city streets teemed with a variety of people ripe for hooking. Providing a relatively safe haven, Philadelphia, the City of Brotherly Love, was a splendid place to exist and Grange Stafford anonymously canvassed the narrow, crowded streets searching for what he considered necessary. Excitement charged every sense as he thought of capturing someone new and educating him in boundless carnal pleasures.

At this moment, his catch was in sight.

The athletic, dark-haired man with a summer tan who boarded his bus thought his stolen looks at Grange went unnoticed, as the petite woman beside him talked on and on about a threesome. They didn’t. Grange caught every peek in his direction through the rearview mirror, even analyzed each glance. What Grange attempted to ascertain was when the handsome, blue-eyed male would come to the realization he’d relinquish his virginity to Grange. Hell, with confusion marauding through the man’s mind, he remained unaware his eyes begged the bus driver to take him. His name, Roman, rolled around in Grange’s head as he envisioned introducing him to the delights of same sex intercourse.

Grange wanted Roman badly.

Careful to mesmerize real bus drivers, steal their vehicles and appropriate designated routes only happened when Grange’s need grew so raw he couldn’t ignore it. Passengers were called catches, and though not every ride ended satisfactorily, he found mass transit riders not nearly as jaded or adventurous as those using other types of transport. Grange appreciated a catch fragrant with a bit of fear and apprehension over new sexual experiences. His favorites were normally couples he initiated into the joys of threesomes. Grange got off on watching a woman see her boyfriend impaled by him, the lovely way her mouth bowed in surprise when his penis sank so deep inside her man, his balls smacking the other’s ass. Performing fellatio on her lover with the same mouth was another turn on. The couple seated right behind him had his cock so damn hard Grange could come if he wanted to. Hold it, wait for the tight-assed man to conclude that until he let Grange have him, the visions he experienced would not dissipate.

Grange had done the necessary thing to make sure Roman’s satisfaction with his girlfriend or anyone else would remain elusive as long as the idea of Grange riding him to an orgasm played through his mind.

The woman, Paula Frame, hadn’t escaped Grange’s attention, neither was she aware participating in a threesome would have never entered her pretty little head without his prodding, though she did possess a wilder side. Her creamy skin glowed this evening as she animatedly stressed her desires to Roman. Not tall, she had shapely legs and a heart-shaped ass begging to be had, and after he took care of her boyfriend, Grange would see to it she got just what she believed she coveted -- a ménage where she’d be taken and cared for by two big men.

Nearing Race Street, Grange knew Paula’s stop fast approached. She wouldn’t disembark because she’d not only worked herself into a sexual frenzy, she’d pulled Roman in her wake. Shit! The thought of Roman fucking her tonight urged drops of cream to escape his ramrod stiff shaft.

Twelfth and Arch, Grange called out. Passengers exited quickly, but Paula remained seated. Pulling from the curb, he continued on his way until he came to Sansom Street, Roman’s stop. As Grange knew they would, Paula and Roman waited until the last rider vanished through the doors before climbing off. When Roman turned to glance at him, Grange smiled. Enjoy your evening.

Lips curved tentatively in his direction, and Grange sighed at Roman’s mind settling down. The relief Roman experienced as he came close to accepting his predicament sounded an audible snap in Grange’s head as the man stuttered, To-tomorrow?

Tomorrow, Grange replied. Tonight he’d go home alone and savor anticipating what he’d denied himself for two days -- the longest a Phantom Lure could go without sexual contact and not begin to lose powers. Roman was a man who could provide unbridled sexual fulfillment. A man Grange was sure would embrace losing his virginity.

* * *

Crawling under the bed instead of out this morning seemed like a good idea as Roman Curts studied his face in the mirror. In fact, he could think of nothing better to do since making a complete jackass of himself last night exclaiming his desire to fuck another man. Pivoting, he rested his naked hip against the chest of drawers. Taking in Paula’s body beneath the covers, Roman glanced at his swollen prick and accepted he still hungered for her. Rom had come again and again ravaging Paula repeatedly, yet obtaining the true release he craved remained elusive, out of reach. At least in her arms. The whole time they rolled and thrashed around his bed after arriving home, listening to her go on about…

The bus driver!

Rom couldn’t shake the feeling he had met the beautiful stranger who told him to enjoy his evening before. Somewhere they had crossed paths, but when? Roman took that bus to work almost every day, and he had never seen him behind the wheel. God knows, Paula didn’t complain about what Roman did to her or the things he’d whispered in her ears as they had at each other. They’d never loved so shamelessly and, damn, Roman didn’t have the slightest idea why it wasn’t enough.

You’re thinking about him.

He jumped. Yes.

It’s okay, Rom, I thought about him too while we…

Fucked?

She jumped out of bed and rushed to his side. Nothing we did was wrong. It’s never been so good.

You don’t understand. Roman turned from her, peering in the glass at the dark growth on his chin. Christ, Paula, I want him. He scanned her brown eyes through the mirror, wondering what she thought. Telling you what I’d like him to do to me while we made love, what I wished to see him do to you, I got harder than ever imagining it all.

Is that a first?

Yes. I’ve envisioned having a man penetrate me, even stick his dick down my throat. Hell, in college some of us experimented with touching, fondling, but I never went all the way. Rom’s statement was true, but God, dare he tell her how much he had wanted to? Still did. Until the bus driver, those episodes remained in a place unopened for a long time.

Twisting, he pulled her into his arms and ran a hand through her long, unruly, blonde waves. You liked hearing me say that. Rehashing their night in bed and his school dalliances had his cock bulging. Feel what it does to me. He grasped her small hand and guided it to his penis. Paula swirled her palm over the already wet tip, and he groaned when she squeezed it. How can I want him so badly while craving your beautiful ass beneath me? Her small body, ripe with the scent of last night’s sexual escapades, turned him on. Rom cupped a breast and played with its taut nipple. The smell of sex wafted into the air, telling him she might like another romp between the sheets.

Standing on tiptoes, Paula planted a soft kiss on his chin. Roman, I see nothing wrong with having both if it’s what we want.

Right now I want you. Lifting her easily, Rom carried her back to the disheveled bed and sat her on the edge. I still taste you.

Mmm, you are ready again. Paula grabbed his cock and worked her hand up and down his length. I love waking up at your place on Saturday mornings. Damn, I should have taken the week off with you.

Saturday! Surely, the driver wouldn’t be on tonight, not if he drove weekdays. Tomorrow, he’d said when Roman smiled at him last night. At least he’d have the whole week off to put the idea out of his mind. This morning, he’d make love to his girlfriend the way she deserved. I like having you at my disposal. They’d dated exclusively over six months and sometime ago, after both received clean bills of health, they enjoyed each other without the hindrance of condoms.

Show me.

You know what I want.

Fondling his balls, she grinned. "I know what I want. She swiped her tongue across the purple, engorged head of his dick. Can I have it?"

Hell, yes.

Paula’s lips captured the tip and she sucked gently for a long time before pulling practically every inch down her throat. When she swallowed, Rom’s knees dipped. Yeah, suck my cock. He placed one hand behind her neck to urge her back and forth as his other hand cupped her face. Roman loved feeling his thickness prod her cheeks. Damn, baby, you do that good. Closing his eyes, throwing his head back, he gave himself up to the delicious feeling of