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Crime Lord's Wife (Curvy Women Wanted, 24)(2)
Author: Sam Crescent

He closed the door behind him and watched as she stood, hands clenched at her sides, waiting for whatever instruction she needed. Along with the marriage documents, he’d organized a full background check so he could know everything there was to know about his wife.

She glanced around the apartment.

What was she thinking? She bit her lip. Those white teeth sinking into the flesh but not drawing blood. He wanted to run his thumb across her lip, to know everything about her, and this was indeed a unique situation.

Most women kept his attention for only a few minutes. He could fuck them and forget them just as fast. There was no doubt he was damn good in bed. When it came to the opposite sex, he never went out of his way to make them comfortable.

Walking past her, he went straight to his whiskey stand and poured them both a small glass. He didn’t say a word as he moved back to her. She still stood in his corridor. Placing the glass in her hand, he stared at her, waiting.

She took a sip, wrinkled her nose, and downed the rest.

Smiling, he took the glass from her and moved toward his kitchen, putting them in the sink. He gripped the edge of the counter, realizing he had two options here. One, leave her alone and allow her to become accustomed to what was happening, while getting blue balls in the process. The second, go out and see if his suspicions were correct.

He stared at the wall ahead of him.

This wasn’t like him. He wasn’t a nice man. To get what he wanted and where he was, he’d hurt people, and he had no remorse about that.

Slamming his hand down on the edge of the kitchen sink, he then moved out to where she still stood.

She looked at him, and he kept his gaze on her.

Time stood still.

Choices.

He closed the distance, sinking his fingers into her hair. He didn’t talk, tilted her head back, and slammed his lips down on hers.

She gasped and as she stepped back, he followed, pinning her up against the wall. He lifted her hands, pressing them either side of her head. Tracing his tongue across her bottom lip, he heard her moan and he shoved his tongue into her mouth, tasting her. He swallowed down her moan, teasing her.

Locking both of her hands above her head in his tight grip, he slowly teased a finger down her body, stroking across her beaded nipple. She was aroused.

He moved down to cup between her thighs. The jeans she wore got in the way. Popping the button open, he shoved his hand inside her panties and finally touched her to find her soaking wet.

Rose cried out, pulling away from the kiss. “We shouldn’t be doing this.”

He pressed two fingers inside her, watching as she cried out again.

His decision was made as her eyes closed, her mouth went open, and another sound of pleasure was emitted. Pulling his hand from her pussy, he bent down, pressed his shoulder against her stomach, and lifted her in his arms.

She gripped his ass. “What are you doing?”

Again, words were never good. People always said too much. In his line of work, he’d learned he found out more about a person from what they didn’t say. After kicking open the doors to his bedroom, he placed her on the floor. Before she could even complain, he gripped the edge of her shirt and tore it open. Buttons sprayed across the room. He tugged the offending fabric off her arms, depositing it on the floor.

Next were her jeans. The button was already open. Kneeling down in front of her, he pulled them down her thighs. She released a gasp but didn’t complain as he offered her a hand to step right out of them.

He pulled his knife from his pocket, slid the blade between her skin and the fabric of her panties, and cut. Her bra was his next victim. She stood before him naked.

With his gaze still on her, only breaking as he removed his shirt, followed by the rest of his clothes.

Now, with only a small gap between them, they were completely naked, and he watched her, to see if he’d pushed too far. There was shock but also arousal.

Rose liked to be controlled. She may deny it, but he saw something within her gaze that he was more than willing to work with.

 

 

Chapter Two

 


This was wrong.

Regardless of what her husband had done.

This was very, very wrong.

Rose stared at this man. His chest and arms covered in ink. Some of it tribal, others pictures; he was a canvas of beauty. She’d always loved tattoos but had been too afraid of the needle to get one. She wasn’t a big fan of pain or being touched by strangers. Ironic considering she was soaking wet and wanted him.

How could she even think about wanting him?

It was crazy.

So fucking crazy.

He’d won her in a card game. Wrong on every single level but as he stepped toward her, she wasn’t even tempted to say no.

Jared took her hand and wrapped it around his swollen cock. Sex with her husband had been dull, missionary, always in the dark. Never exciting. Sure, his hand had fumbled between her thighs for a few minutes but when she hadn’t come at will, he’d gotten bored and stopped. Told her there was something wrong with her. Asshole. Why had she stayed with him this long?

Pushing her hatred of Sean aside, she gripped Jared’s length, working from the base up to the tip, then back down again. He kept on looking at her. His gaze was so intent, she couldn’t look away, not that she wanted to. He was so focused on her and as he groaned, his hand covered hers.

She looked down and watched as he ran his thumb across his glistening tip and lifted it up, pressing it against her mouth. At first, she kept her lips closed, but he only ran his pre-cum along her lips.

As she opened up, he pressed his thumb inside, and she let out a little moan as he touched her.

“Lick them.”

She pressed her tongue to her lips and ran them all over her mouth, keeping her gaze on him.

“That’s right, baby,” he said. He shoved her hand away from his cock and pushed her back. She landed on the bed. “Spread them.”

“What?”

“Your legs. I want to see the pussy I now own.”

Those words, his actions, they shouldn’t set her on fire, but they did. What the hell was wrong with her? This wasn’t right!

She opened her thighs and he stepped between them. His hands went to her knees and she tensed up as he slowly slid down, going toward the juncture of her thighs, but he didn’t actually touch her.

“Relax.”

It was impossible to do so, not with his hands on her.

Still, he didn’t move, giving her seconds. She started to relax but then he touched her, and she stiffened as his fingers grazed across her pussy. She was tense and then she cried out as he slid his fingers between her slit. The touch shocked her to the core. Her eyes went wide as he pressed a finger inside her. He wasn’t one to wait as he did a second finger. In and out, he twisted them, stroking over a point inside her that made her cry out.

His thumb brushed across her clit. “Tell me, Rose, has that husband of yours ever taken the time to taste this pussy?”

She shook her head.

“How long has it been?” he asked.

“Months.”

He smiled.

She watched as he went to his knees and then she arched off the bed as his mouth covered her clit and he started to lick and suck at her pussy. Gripping the sheets beneath her, she tried not to focus on his touch and think about everything else. She tried to think of her hatred of Sean, how he’d annoyed her. How pissed off she was to even be near him, but none of it came to mind as Jared licked and sucked.

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