Owned By The Mobster

toyed with her. She was likely creasing his flawless suit, but she clutched tighter wh

ave her leaning forward for more despite the stranglehold he had on her body

nd of her moist folds each time he stroked her was disgraceful, but all it

ng her almost as pleasurably as his finger

ention as her core fluttered around his fingers, milking him right a

antly, but his hand clenched on her throat right as he withdr

he'd torn away from her, but she was too far gone for it to matter. Even her vision blurred, and Kathryn

, f

ed at the sudden invasion, her cry dying in her throat. She tasted herself

y fingers in your mouth, it'll b

ermath of his treatment. She wasn't sure she'd ever climaxed s

that? How was th

he didn't know this jerk, even if he'd just given

e scent of your core staining my hand." Desire

ed and eager for more as she leis

for her if she chose to take it that far, so her hands moved up his l

with desire as he watched her... she'd never seen anything like it. As if he was a preda

y him in any way he desire

eleasing his fingers. He let go of her throat and recli

ocket of his suit jacket, cleaning his hand befor

s. "Answer me, sweetheart," he murmured. That word glided over h

informed h

ectantly and Kathryn

your definition

radle her face tenderly as he murmured, "How many

men didn't have a clue what they were doing. T

understanding in t

heir manhood while you've been working?" There was a dark undertone to his voice

men. Assassins. Outlaws. She'd learned fro

had just reve

after basking in a post-orgasmic stupor. The damn thing probably should have alerted he

a climax out of him before

her way with him tonight. But there was no way in hell she

broken free of malevolent men once before. She didn't

t could neve

esponded, rising elegantly to her feet. She grabbed he

down leisurely as she finished

ut you is my bu

stif

her name? She hadn't to

he even had a chance to stand, her stilettos tap

hank God, and she practically