Sabotage – A Dark Enemies to Lovers Romance Read Online Shantel Tessier

Categories Genre: Angst, Dark, Erotic, Forbidden, Romance, Taboo Tags Authors:
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Total pages in book: 77
Estimated words: 72275 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 361(@200wpm)___ 289(@250wpm)___ 241(@300wpm)
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Her laughter dies down, and her lips part on a sharp intake of breath.

My eyes roam all over her perfect face. She reminds me of a doll. Slender neck, defined jaw with a petite heart-shaped face, and those crystal-blue eyes that make me weak in the knees any time I look at them. Fuck, my cock is hard just thinking about making her face dirty. She’s got a lot of makeup on tonight. Her lips painted that signature red color that looks so good smeared around my cock. Her eyes are lined in thick black liner with matching mascara. I imagine smearing my cum all over it, watching it all run down her face while she gasps for air.

“Are you going to make me prove a point, princess?” I ask, getting back on track. I’ll get what I want. Very soon.

She licks her lips, her brows pulling together in confusion. “A point?”

Cute. “Yeah, that you belong to me.” No matter who she’s brought home—Raylee Adams belongs to me. She always has. From the moment she stepped into my father’s house, I claimed her.

She swallows nervously, her hands coming up and gripping my forearms as I keep her pinned to the wall, biding my time. I need to get her worked up. As if she’s not already. I saw the way she looked at me across the living room. Raylee can be a bitch, but she’s also very readable. I know every little sound that mouth can make. I know every move her body has. And I know just how to make her beg for me.

“Maybe that’s what you want?” I question, breaking her silence. She’s scared and unsure how to react to me right now. Good. I like to keep her guessing. “To prove to everyone here that you’re mine.”

I barely hear her argument. “No.” The single word makes her body tremble against mine.

“I think so.” I reach up and run my hand through her soft curls. She wore it how I like it. All down and in big waves. It tangles easier when she’s got product in it. I love to mess it up. “I already have an idea on how to do that.”

“Id-idea?” She shifts from foot to foot.

“I’ll put a collar around your neck.” My eyes drop to it and see her swallow nervously. “And I’ll lead you around this party by a leash.” She whimpers, closing her eyes, and I watch her dark lashes fan her cheeks. “Naked, on all fours with your face covered in my spit and my cum dripping out of your cunt.”

Her eyes spring open and are wide, lips parting on a small gasp, looking shocked by what I just said. Nothing should surprise her, and by the way she presses her hips into mine, I know she’s visualizing it right now.

I let go of her hair and run my knuckles down over her neck, feeling her pulse racing. My girl is all worked up now. Just as I expected, it didn’t take much. “Is that what you want, princess? Want me to humiliate you in front of everyone?”

She doesn’t answer. Her wide eyes just search mine while her breathing picks up. She knows I’m not joking. I never do when it comes to Raylee.

“See…” I drop my hands to the hem of her short dress. Slowly, I pull it up, letting my knuckles graze her skin in the process. Once it gets to her waist, I let go and push her thong to the side, running my fingers over her pussy. She’s wet and makes no attempt to stop me. “I think you want me to degrade you and show them what a filthy slut you are.” I had Finn shorten that video before posting it online. It was only ten seconds long of her on her knees in the formal dining room sucking my dick. These men and women here have no idea just how dirty she likes it.

“Colt,” she whimpers my name, her heavy eyes falling shut once again.

I push a finger into her. “You’ll be unsatisfied, of course. Because I want them to watch you beg me to get you off. I want them to watch you cry, let them see how desperate you get…” I pause, slipping a second finger into her. I feel her knees start to buckle, and I wrap my free hand around her throat to help hold her up against the wall. “When your body is desperate for a release.”

“Please,” she begs, her voice trembling like her body while her hips start to gently rock against my hand.

“Please what, princess?” My thumb runs over her clit just slightly, knowing she wants me to play with it.

Her hands come up to my jeans, and she fumbles with the zipper. I smile in victory, removing my hand from between her legs, forcing a growl of frustration from her lips. “Please fuck me—”


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