Title: Dirty Wife Games
(#2 of Indecent Games)
Author: Clarissa Wild
Genre: Dark Erotic Suspense
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* This is a Standalone novel *
A scorned wife on the run, and a stalker who follows her every move… Match made in heaven?
After being forced to marry a tyrant, Hyun Song flees his home in a desperate attempt to save what’s left of her dignity … and her life.
Now on her own, she tries her best to move on with her simple life. But she quickly realizes she can’t escape her past … and that she’s not alone …
He watches her through her window.
Sends her indecent notes.
Stalks her everywhere she goes.
He wants her badly, and when she finally lets him in …
It’s time for the wife to play a dirty game.
Author’s note: This story contains sensitive content that may be upsetting to some readers.
ALL BOOKS CAN BE READ AS A STANDALONE.
Indecent Games Series:
Wicked Bride Games: Naomi’s Story.
Dirty Wife Games: Hyun’s Story.
Excerpt . . .
No words. Nothing except soft moans and eyes that roll into the back of her head.
I know exactly how to play her.
How to make her do exactly what I want her to do.
“I’m a killer, Hyun,” I growl into her ear, pinning her harder against the tree. “And I want to fuck your brains out.”
I rip down my zipper and pull my dick out without even taking the trouble of pulling down my jeans. I’m so damn hard right now, and I need to be inside her.
So I grab her wrists, pin them together, and push my cock against her entrance.
“We’re in a cemetery,” she mutters.
“I don’t fucking care. My cock fucking wants you, and it’s going to claim you now.”
I push deep, burying myself in her wet pussy. And god, does it feel good.
Like an animal, I fuck her from behind. Hard. Fast. Beastly. With no remorse or regret.
And I fucking love how wet she is for me. How, after all this, I can still fuck her because she’s mine and mine alone.
Her skin is so damn wet from the rain; my tongue dips out to lick the drops off her skin. She moans softly, and I take it as a sign to start rubbing her again.
It feels so wrong, fucking in a cemetery, but it’s hot too, in a kinky way. I pound into her, pumping all my pent-up rage into her. I can’t control myself anymore, and I wouldn’t even want to at this point. All I want is to watch her come. And when she does … it’s magnificent. So beautiful is that look of pure desperation washing over her, rain still splattering onto her skin.
I feel her muscles around my dick, squeezing, making me wanna come.
So I pull out and push her back down, forcing her to bend over. That’s when I blow my load all over her naked pussy and ass. Groaning, I keep coming, all over her, squirting myself empty over her holes.
And it’s the best fucking feeling in the world.
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