Kill Game (The Devious Games Duet #1) Read Online D.D. Prince

Categories Genre: Alpha Male, Billionaire, Romance Tags Authors: Series: The Devious Games Duet Series by D.D. Prince
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Total pages in book: 190
Estimated words: 185785 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 929(@200wpm)___ 743(@250wpm)___ 619(@300wpm)
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She jiggles excitedly in her chair. And then her face changes, goes shocked. And it’s got to be because of my ‘our kids’ comment.

Her face is lit up, still, though, and then she sips her Coke.

“Except the basement. That’s all yours?” she inquires.

“Yeah. Let me worry about that.”

I definitely don’t want her down there right now.

“Want dessert?” I ask as the waitress leaves with our plates, saying she’ll be back with a dessert menu.

Violet shakes her head. “Not here, I don’t. I didn’t tell you… I have the all-clear from my doctor’s office.”

My eyes widen. “When did you find that out?”

“Just before we left,” she replies.

I shake my head. “And you didn’t tell me immediately? We could’ve already-”

“Shh,” she hushes me, looking around embarrassed.

I reach under the table and find her knee briefly before my hand slides up. “You’re in serious need of a spanking, Dimples.”

She flashes me the dimples.

The waitress is back with dessert menus.

“No thanks,” Violet says, eyes lit up. “Just the check.”

I give her a look of promise.

***

She’s under me, naked, and I’m inside her. I’m inside the woman I love with nothing between us. And I’m staring into her eyes, which are wet with emotion. She’s just come, and the sheets are also wet because I made her come so hard she squirted. And now she's crying, staring into my eyes, into my soul, even. And it's almost unnerving. Or it would be if I wasn't so fucking addicted to staring contests with her. We both stare endlessly, and it feels like we both win.

I wouldn’t let up finger-fucking her while sucking on her clit until she squirted, my name coming out of her mouth like a prayer.

She's slightly embarrassed, I think, so to take her mind off that, I kiss her breathless while I pull back and slide my cock inside her again. “Fuck, you feel good, Violet. Do you know how beautiful you are?” I ask.

She wraps her arms and legs around me and buries her face in my neck, shyly.

“Do you know how mine you are?” I demand, cupping her chin to bring her face away from my neck so I can gaze into her gorgeous chocolate brown eyes. “I love you, baby. You feel amazing."

"So do you," she breathes, fluttering her long lashes.

"Do the thing, Violet.”

She smiles and tightens around me.

“Yeah, that thing,” I say and then dip my tongue between her plump, red lips while swiveling my hips, which earns me the sweetest whimper as her sexy little tongue licks the tip of mine.

Later, I lean over and ask. “Nobody else make you squirt like that?”

“Nope. Never,” she whispers.

“Was it good?” I ask.

“You have no idea…” she says, squeezing my thigh.

I chuckle, supremely pleased even though her face is bright with embarrassment.

63

Violet

Killian and I are enjoying a quiet morning with coffee on a bench we moved from the garage to the front porch. We’re under a blanket and the water is calmer to look at today, but it’s definitely nippy out. We’re planning to leave soon, so I can be back at work for a few days and then come here again on the weekend. The past few days here at his lake house have been amazing. I feel so relaxed, it’s like it’s been a tonic for me. Something about the landscape, the smells, the quiet… it’s awesome.

His bruises still look angry, but he’s been in a good mood.

I’ve got about a million ideas for decorating this house and have been scouting antique shops online for the area as well as taking measurements of the rooms in the main original structure first as a starting point.

I’m about to get up and announce that I should start packing up our stuff when his phone rings. He slips it out of his pocket and rises. “Excuse me a sec, baby.” He disappears inside.

It’s nippy out here sitting still, but I don’t want to intrude on his conversation, so I decide to stroll down toward the water, figuring if I’m moving, I’ll warm up.

I’m smiling at the scenery from the shoreline a few minutes later when I feel his hands slip around my hips and he has me in an embrace, my back against his front. He kisses the shell of my ear. “I should buy a boat.”

My eyes light up.

“I’m not a materialistic person, Killian, never have been. But that’s a really great idea.”

He chuckles and squeezes me tighter. “It’s nice to have money. I haven’t always had it.”

I turn around in his arms and rub his jawline. He’s clean-shaven today and it makes the bruising stand out more, and the swirling bruise-colors make his eyes seem even more piercing green than usual.

“You grew up in a crappy building, you said. The same place as… him. Single mom or was your dad around?”


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