In Wicked Chains...Weekend Dirty Dozen

The Dirty Dozen this week (I just love saying 'the dirty') comes from In Wicked Chains, book #3 in The Wicked series. It's all about Kingston and Elina, and if you aren't familiar with my band of merry, explicitly wicked characters you can find them all at Amazon.

The series is four books long, with book four under construction :-) I hope you take a chance, visit with those Wicked kids, and have a blast. You can be sure I keeps it dirty..hah, said dirty again. It's my favorite word, after Tequila, of course.

                                      BLURB

Everyone has secrets. Some people simply bury theirs deeper. Kingston Hughes is one of those. Painful childhood memories plague him, sending him spinning out of control and running from any kind of commitment. He pretends not to feel the pain and loneliness while indulging in sexual encounters with nameless, faceless women.

With the twist of a doorknob, his carefully cultivated façade is shaken by the woman he’d forbidden himself to need.

The daughter of a recently slain mobster, Elina Vicente has secrets, too. They weigh her down, stealing her strength and her dreams. She’s developed an unhealthy crush on Kingston though he’s never looked at her as anything but his sister’s quiet friend. When she walks in on him in a compromising embrace, Elina seizes the chance to move Kingston from her dreams and into her arms.

For only the second time in her life, Elina takes something just for her, but try as she and Kingston might, they can’t prevent their pasts from intruding. Shadows of pain and bitterness rise with a vengeance and the lovers will have to decide whether to break free or remain bound…In Wicked Chains.

                                     
                                    THE DIRTY STUFF

Set up: Kingston and Elina has one night of rough and tumble and she leaves, now he sees her in his club, grinding on another man. He goes for drastic...**hot stuff ahead. A towel, a cup of ice, and something battery operated should be on hand if you're to venture lower** Jus sayin'

A sob hiccupped from her. His spare hand fumbled at the front of his jeans and she opened her mouth, swept her tongue in to tangle with his.

He devoured her mouth, teeth clinking, biting. Elina found herself moaning into his onslaught, tugging at his zipper as she wound a leg around his waist. His naked cock spilled out into her palm and she didn’t allow him any preamble. Lifting her hip, sinking her teeth into his lower lip, she guided him into her waiting wetness.

He pushed in on a grunt, sinking deep, fast, hard. Elina shuddered. Eyelids fluttering, she gave herself over to the pleasure. Thinking was overrated.

With both hands on her hips, Kingston drove into her, pounding, punishing. He never broke the kiss and she swallowed each shuddering grunt, each moan as she clamped down around him, doling out her own form of punishment.

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