The Loan Shark's Obsession

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bumps along my arms. I felt naked and e

s staring at us like we're pa

that sensual mouth as he murmured something to his com

ser? Surely not. I must b

lla. Get a grip. He's probably just getting a kick out o

confused thoughts whirling through my mind. He leaned back languidly, th

of my face, shattering the sensual reverie. "You spa

gain my bearings as the raucous clu

ely towards the VIP lounge

r there has you all flustered?" She elbowed me. "I knew

rate to regain some sense of equ

glass down decisively. "If Prince Pompous over there isn't going to grace us l

he pulsing heart of the dance floor. "C'mon Iz, time to shake that gorgeous

, pressed in on all sides by the crush of heat and movement. Kat didn't hesita

sound and motion to lick over my limbs. My hips picked up the beat, swaying and dipping

f a knot of admiring males. One particularly audacious guy was plastered against he

and mouthed, "See? Told you I'd get some!" before thro

exactly what she wanted in record time. My gaze drifted idly onward, only to snag on a pair of blazing

ntarily throwing me off-kilter. Those penetrating eyes were following my every

antly stoking the fire with a dangerous stranger for some perverse thri

sing my swaying body like phantom hands. I surrendered fully to its sensual spell, allowing

ow, undulating circles, caressing the air in a rapturous invitation. There wa

tongue dragging across that sinful lower lip, my

on. This was quickly spiraling into dangerous territo

felt overwhelmed by the onslaught of sensa

!" I shouted over the pulsing music, alread

elieving the uncomfortable pressure in my bladder, I splashed some cool water on my flushed face,

ht into a solid wall of muscle and expen

ed in the snare of those piercing blue eyes. That chiseled, arrogant

m the dance floor." His voice was all gr

sive hand wrapped around my throat just snug enough to steal my breath. I stared up at him

e gusting over me. "Here's the deal, babygirl. I've seen the w

ith the viselike grip. "And if I catch those pretty eyes begging for it again, y

ead sloshing through my veins at his crude insinuatio

rumbling purr, "So what say, babygirl? You understand what Daddy's t

ntly, his iron grip released, leaving me saggi

threw me one last sinister smirk, reached out to pat my blazing cheek in a grotesq

haking like a leaf in the wake of the devastating encounter. My thoughts we

d of dangerous game ha