Indebted Read Online J.L. Beck (A Kingpin Love Affair #1)

Categories Genre: Alpha Male, Bad Boy, BDSM, Contemporary, Crime, Dark, Erotic, New Adult, Romance Tags Authors: Series: A Kingpin Love Affair Series by J.L. Beck
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Total pages in book: 50
Estimated words: 56267 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 281(@200wpm)___ 225(@250wpm)___ 188(@300wpm)
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“Then kill me. Do it. Because this game, or whatever it is that you’re playing, is fucking with my head. You’re fucking with my head. Forget the debt, just do what you planned to do all along.” She sounds like she may be pleading or begging, but she doesn’t sound defeated. My dick grows harder with every word that passes from those full lips of hers.

Her face is flushed in fear, and I know if I remove her clothing, I will find other parts of her body flushed as well. She is beautiful even as she trembles.

“What I plan to do to you doesn’t pertain to actual death, although after I bring you to the edge over and over again, I’m sure you will be wishing that I had just killed you.”

Her face shows understanding as her lips part. Is she ready for me already? Does this type of thing bring her pleasure? Maybe she is darker than I thought.

“I won’t let you…” She is trying to sound strong, but I know, as does she, that if I feel between her legs, I will find her pussy soaked with need.

“You will.” I am not full of myself, I just know when someone is lying, when they are hiding what they truly want.

She wants me. I just have to make her omit it to herself. You want her too… My mind is playing tricks on me. I wouldn’t ever say that, feel that.

Her hair is plastered to her face, and her small legs are shaking. I slide my eyes up her legs so very slowly, taking in the slope of her thighs, imagining the way they will feel squeezing me as I enter her.

If she feels anything close to the way she felt when I entered her with my fingers, I am going to be in heaven. There is nothing more glorious or satisfying than entering tight, virgin pussy. My dick is rising in approval. Her pussy is mine, only mine.

I cross the distance between us, my body moving effortlessly. I still hold a knife firmly in my hand as I watch her eyes skirt to it. Fear still shows, but something else does too. Excitement? My blood stirs.

I stand directly in front of her. The edge of the knife is sharp, but I know just how to move it so that it won’t hurt her beautiful skin. If she thinks she is going to die, she is wrong. I will bring her to the edge over and over again. By the end of the night, she will wish she had been dead.

“What are you doing with that?” Our eyes meet, her brown ones meeting mine. I smile, my eyes narrowing as I pull the knife up to her lips. A gasp leaves her mouth as she begs me with her eyes. What is it that she wants?

Pushing the knife against her full, red bottom lip, I wait for her to say something, to beg me to take her. Instead, she just stands there, maybe out of defiance or even fear. I don’t know. I just know it makes me want her more. I grip the edge tighter as I slide the tip over her skin. A small red line marks her skin as I slide it lower, down her neck and over her beating heart.

“Are you scared?” I whisper to her. Her breaths are hot against my skin. I am on the verge of taking her without following through with what I want to do.

She sucks her lip into her mouth, shaking her head no. I smile sickingly, gliding the tip from her chest back up to her collarbone. The red scratch that shows on her skin is nothing compared to what I can do to her body.

Her flimsy night shirt is no match for me. I pull it from her body, taking the knife and cutting it straight down the middle.

“Oh, God…” she murmurs softly as we both watch the material fall to the ground. She stands before me in a pair of plain white panties and a black bra. It is plain as well, but against her skin, it looks more than plain. It accents her well.

Taking the knife, I move it under the strap of her bra.

“My name’s Alzerro. Please use it...” I say roughly, just on the verge of falling off the edge. I haven’t even taken her panties off yet, and I am ready to explode.

“Zerro…” she pants, her eyes wanting to meet mine. Her hands reach out, tracing across my shoulders. Her touch is soft, and my body wants it, wants her.

I slide her bra strap down and trace across her chest to release the other one. Bringing the knife back between her breasts, I push it straight down the middle, cutting the material from her body. It falls to the ground as her perfectly perky tits are unleashed.

Her skin is milky white, and her nipples are a dusky pink. I want to lick and bite at them, but I place a kiss against each one instead. Her lips part as I stare at her, my tongue slipping out of my mouth and circling her nipple. She tastes sweet, like cherries and vanilla. Her unique scent surrounds me, pushing all thoughts to the back of my mind. Making her come is front and center.

I kneel down before her, scraping the knife across her skin. By the time I get to her panties, I am panting with need.

I slide the knife across her hips, watching as her panties fall to the ground. Nothing is separating us anymore. She is spread out for me. Mine.

Her pussy is freshly shaven, and it begs to me. Her pulse jumps as I separate her lips, my finger sliding through the slick wetness. Her need for me can be seen and smelled from miles away.

“You want me?” I growl. It isn’t really meant to be a question, but more like I’m letting her know that I know. She says nothing, other than allowing a gasp to leave her lips. I push her legs apart.


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