Kinknapped
Sometimes, when we least expect it, the universe finally rewarded us with our deepest desires. Sadly, she also had a wicked sense of humor in how she delivered it. There I stood, minding my own business at a bank when the three robbers entered. Fright gripped me by the throat right before one of the men did, but that fright quickly dissipated into something…else?
The fingers cinching off my airway only added to the forbidden touch of the arm around my waist. A man hadn’t touched me this forcibly in too long, if ever, and I liked to be manhandled in the bedroom. The dark romance books I read didn’t help dim my excitement either. Before my rational mind had any control, a moan slipped from my lips.
Yes, I moaned.
It was loud enough for everyone to hear, including the man who held me. They thought they were coming to collect their hostage for a ransom, but the bargain soon changed when I felt what my hum did to the man holding me against his… ‘ahem’.
Trigger Warning: This book will include dark themes mostly in the bedroom–knife play, BDSM– and kidnapping.
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