Exploited (The Dark Redemption Series)

Exploited (The Dark Redemption Series) by Lane Hart

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commands and watching her eagerly follow them. She licks her lips and parts them so I can slip a bite of brownie inside, reminding me of yesterday when she was on her knees. It’s a small piece I give her because I’m certain she’ll have zero tolerance. She makes a soft “mmm” sound that goes straight to my cock, and then she eyes the rest of the dessert in my hand like she wants more. I pretend to ignore her and shove the rest into my own mouth.
    Grabbing her hips I spin her around and sit down in the chair she was in, pulling her ass down on my lap. I hear her sigh of contentment as she relaxes, settling back against me. After I flip off Jaylen and Cat who are gawking, I ease my hand up the hem of Blair’s shirt. When I squeeze the skin above her hip bone she squirms, grinding on my lap in a way that makes me lose my damn mind.
    “If you keep that up, I’ll pull your pants off and shove you right down on my cock, little girl,” I warn her. Unable to resist, I bury my face in her long hair that smells like berries and flowers, so fresh and clean compared to the smoke and booze I smell on most women. It makes me want to dirty her up.
    Blair goes still, and I think I’ve succeeded in scaring her further away. But then she turns around and straddles my lap, proving me so fucking wrong. Again. Her mood ring eyes are midnight blue, which I’m starting to think is the color they turn when she’s horny. This morning when we were alone in her bedroom, they were a light green and looked hesitant. Now they seem determined to do something naughty. Fuck, but I think she likes the audience.
    I lift one of my eyebrows, silently asking her what she wants. No matter what it is, I’m fucking onboard. Her tongue slips out and licks her lips, telling me exactly what she’s after. Quickly thinking back to yesterday and earlier, I don’t remember ever kissing her. Is that why she put the brakes on? Because she wants me to kiss her? What the fuck? If it gets me into her panties quicker, then I’ll do whatever it takes. Besides, my cock can attest to the fact that she has a magical mouth. The clock is ticking too, down to no more than eight days. So the sooner we start fucking, the better.
    Threading my fingers through the back of her hair, I pull her head forward and kiss her softly, barely brushing her lips over mine. I’m guessing that she’s never done this before either. Yeah, I could usually do without kissing when I’m fucking a woman, but I can admit that I kind of like having my mouth on hers. I hope she appreciates the fact that my breath is minty clean with only a hint of brownie because I haven’t smoked a single cigarette all day.
    Content to see how far she’ll go, I hand over the reins, sitting back to let her do her thing. Gripping my shoulders, Blair’s lips press against mine a few more times before I feel the swipe of her tongue seeking entrance. I open up for her, and the first time our tongues meet she moans, and her body melts like warm chocolate against mine. After that, I can’t help myself anymore. With my fist knotted in her hair and the other one on her ass, I fuck her mouth with my tongue the same way I want to fuck her tight pussy, grinding her down on my cock the whole time. If I knew virgins were this fun, I would’ve looked for one a lot sooner.
    “Goddamn, Brede,” I vaguely hear Benny mutter in the background. “Now I’m hard. Get her naked and fuck her already.”
    He does make an excellent suggestion, but for whatever reason I don’t want to share her in any way, even letting them see her naked. Standing up with Blair’s legs wrapped around my waist, I carry her to the room I’ve been staying in, shutting and locking the door behind us. I lower her feet to the floor and start taking her clothes off, pulling her shirt over her head, unzipping her jeans and lowering them and her panties. She holds on to my shoulders to step out of her shoes and clothing, and then she unclasps her

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