Play Me Read online Ker Dukey, K. Webster (Kkinky Reads Collection #6)

Categories Genre: Alpha Male, BDSM, Dark, Erotic, Romance Tags Authors: , Series: Kkinky Reads Collection Series by Ker Dukey
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Total pages in book: 32
Estimated words: 31081 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 155(@200wpm)___ 124(@250wpm)___ 104(@300wpm)
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I catch a glimpse of her as she dips into the ladies’ room. If I had to guess, she’ll come to my office next. Quickly, I make my way there, punch in the code, then press inside. Leaving the lights off, I prop the door open, then slip back out. There are people milling about in the hall, too in tune with one another to focus on what I’m doing. I pull back until I’m standing behind three people beside a statue. It’s shadowed. I easily blend in.

I wait.

Tick. Tick. Tick.

Come out, come out wherever you are, Little Red.

As though summoned by my silent pleading, the ladies’ room door opens, and she steps out. I take a moment to admire her. This evening, she’s dolled herself up. A knee-length black dress that hugs her curves in all the right places. Black heels make her seem taller than normal, statuesque even. Her brown hair hangs in loose waves. She’s applied more lipstick, her dick-sucking lips beckoning for me.

Soon.

For now, I wait.

Her head darts to the left, then the right before she peers curiously into the dark office. She hugs her purse tighter to her as she steps closer.

Almost there, Little Red.

Step into my trap.

She knows it’s a trap. Can sense it. She squints into the darkness, still hunting for me. Step by step, she makes her way closer. Her body remains in the doorway, cautious and unsure.

As soon as she’s out of sight, I stalk her way, getting a glimpse of her shadowed form as she walks farther into my office. Quietly, I kick the doorstop out of the way and the door closes shut on its own behind me.

A gasp.

Soft and quiet, but there.

The club sounds are muffled. The ones inside the office become loud and obvious. The clicking of her heels on the wood floors. Her heavy breathing. A tiny whimper that’s barely audible. I home in on it.

The clacking of her retreat, then an “oof” as she hits my desk. My steps are stealthy and inaudible.

“Joshua?” The fear in her voice is almost enough to have me flicking on a light and pulling her to me.

Almost.

I pounce on her, pressing my body against hers. My palm finds her throat, silencing her strangled cry of terror. I bring my lips to her ear as I tighten my grip. “You have a safe word. Use it, Little Red.”

Her throat bobs as she swallows. I loosen my hand slightly. “Don’t hurt me.” The tone of her voice is challenging. An act. No safe word in play here.

“I’ll fucking hurt you if I want to,” I threaten, nudging my thigh between hers.

She gasps, her fingernails digging into my wrist. “Joshua.”

“I’ll start here,” I murmur, pressing a soft kiss to the skin just below her ear. I nip at the flesh with my teeth hard enough to make her whimper. “I won’t sit here and beg you to use your word. You know it. Use it if you want. Or don’t. I don’t fucking care.”

My palm finds her thigh, and I roughly pull her dress up. She squirms against my demanding touch, but doesn’t end it. I smack her outer thigh on her bare skin hard enough to make it sting.

“All this is mine,” I grind out, then suck on her neck hard enough to leave my mark. “There’s nothing you can do about it either. I’m going to take from you, Little Red. Take and take and take, until there’s nothing left.” I slide my palm under her dress to grab her ass over her panties. With a hard yank, I pull her against my thigh. “I bet your cunt is dripping with the need to be taken. You’re a dirty, needy slut, aren’t you?”

“No,” she bites out. “I don’t want this.”

We both know she lies. The whimpers. The way she rubs against my thigh. The heavy breathing. No safe word.

“You’re a liar,” I growl. “A beautiful liar with a wet pussy. You’re a whore for danger. You need help.”

She moans, getting off on my humiliation.

I release her ass to swipe a hand out behind her, making sure there’s nothing on my desk. Then, I push her down onto it. She can’t see me, and I can’t see her. We’re animals, reacting to instinct. I can taste her without my tongue and teeth on her. She lives inside my lungs. Her body desperately needs mine.

“I’m going to flip you over and fuck you from behind,” I threaten, ratcheting up her fear. Of course I don’t. Instead, I grab her wrists and bind them with one hand above her head. She struggles against my hold, but I’m stronger. “I’m going to do horrible things to you.”

I shove her thighs to each side and step between them. A garbled plea escapes her when I push her dress up over her hips. We both let out a groan when my fingers tease over her damp panties.


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