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Illicit Proposition: A Dark Mafia Romance by Piper Stone

He doesn’t make offers. He makes demands.

I should have known better.

His proposition was shameful. So shameful I threw my drink in his face when I heard it.

Then I saw the look in his eyes, and I knew I’d made a mistake.

I fought as he bared me and begged as he spanked me, but it didn’t matter. All I could do was moan, scream, and climax helplessly for him as he took everything he wanted from me.

By the time I signed the contract, I was already his.

 

 

Publisher’s Note: Illicit Proposition is a stand-alone novel which is the second entry in the Dark Overture series. It includes spankings and sexual scenes. If such material offends you, please don’t buy this book.

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Author: Piper Stone

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Length: 73,000 words

Excerpt

Santiago licked the shell of my ear as he turned in a full circle, teasing me as I’d done to him the night before. I managed to shift my hand between us, wrapping my fingers around his throbbing shaft. The second I began to stroke his cock, he threw his head back and roared. The sound alone excited the hell out of me.

I knew he wasn’t going to be gentle, his needs breaching every concept of rationality. I pumped up and down several times, squeezing his cockhead as his body shook. He lowered his head, gazing into my eyes.

He lifted me by several inches, giving me a salacious smile. I shifted his cockhead between my swollen folds, taking several deep breaths. There was no reason for me to be nervous, but everything about this moment was different, as if he wasn’t just fucking me for more control.

Even the way he slowly eased my down onto his cock, allowing my muscles to get used to expanding in order to accept his wide girth was caring. Gentle. There would be no way to figure him out, nor did I want to waste the time. But the moment he was fully seated inside of me, I tipped my head back and moaned. The feel of his shaft expanding, filling me so completely was breathtaking.

“Yes. Yes.”

“Mmm… You’re so tight,” he murmured as he nuzzled against my neck. When he raked his teeth up and down, another roaring set of shivers drifted into every muscle.

I squeezed my fingers over his shoulders, pulling back as I took several deep breaths. Then I gave him a mischievous smile of my own as I bucked against him.

“Bad girl.”

“Uh-huh.” When I purred, blowing hot air across his face, he slid his fingers down the crack of my ass, shoving one inside my dark hole.

“You’re going to need to learn you’re not in charge.”

“You’re so horrible.”

My comment forced a laugh from deep within him. He lifted me by several inches, bringing me down with enough force the wind was knocked out of me. Then he repeated the move with a series of rough and tumble growls.

I raked my fingers down the width of his neck in response, nipping his lower lip and holding the tender tissue in my mouth.

He pumped his finger in and out of my asshole as he pulled out, thrusting his cock back inside. Water splashed over our shoulders, the instant chill forcing me to jerk my head. “As I said, you will never be in control.”

Every word tumbling out of his mouth was laced with a primal need, his breath skipping. As he began to fuck me in earnest, I was blown away from the jolt of electricity. We were both on fire, ready to be consumed by our combined lust. I was thrown into such eternal bliss that I was forced to close my eyes. Everything around me seemed to be shoved into a vacuum, the pleasure that incredible.

As he pumped harder and faster, he added a second then third finger in my asshole, stretching them wide open.

“Oh. Oh. Oh. Oh.” The man was going to force me into a massive orgasm. I clung to him, uncertain if my grip was tight enough, yet as my pussy continued to clamp and release, I knew it was only a matter of seconds before I lost all control. He knew exactly what he was doing to me, driving me to the point of madness.

“Do you want to come for me, sweet Devon?”

“Uh-huh.”

He slowed down until he was only pulsing inside. Shocked, I opened my eyes wide. “What did I say about respect?” His question was rhetorical, but I couldn’t help but shiver.

“Yes, sir. Please, sir.”

My answer seemed to satisfy him and as he resumed plunging deep inside, his eyes never left mine. He tilted his head, releasing low-slung growls and I knew what he was doing, forcing me to wait. To obey him.

“You will wait until I give you permission.”

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