Page 43 of Wicked Debt


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Elias looked at me like he a couldn’t wait to have me.

Like he wanted to devour me.

And I would to let him.

I swallowed down the last of my lingering nerves and boldly closed the last bit of space between us.

I pulled open his belt and pants and pushed his underwear down.

Wasn’t prepared for the sight of the long, thick, uncut cock that greeted me.

He chuckled, probably at my expression, and I glared at him.

“Asshole,” I muttered.

He chuckled, his magnificent cock moving with the sound.

But just as quickly, he turned serious.

I had been the focus of his attention before, or at least I thought I had.

But those times were nothing compared to this.

Elias’s gaze was lasered on mine, his expression intense, so much so that I took a step back.

He quickly closed the bit of space I had created.

“What did you say he did to you?” he asked.

His voice was light, deceptively so, and I was smart enough not to answer.

“You’ve suddenly forgotten what you said?” he said, reaching up to let his fingertips trace my neck.

I shivered at the touch, felt my pussy clench with need. Knew that when he checked—and I knew he would check—he would find me soaking.

“Let’s see if I remember correctly,” he said, his fingers lightly stroking my skin, driving me to distraction.

He pulled away abruptly and then tapped his head, appearing to be deep in thought. Then he snapped his fingers, the loud sound making me jump.

But Elias soothed away my startle when he brushed his thumb against my bottom lip.

Made me moan when he pushed the digit between my lips.

I couldn’t resist swiping my tongue against the tip of his thumb, which earned me a sharp exhale and flare of his nostrils.

He recovered quickly.

Then, he smiled down at me, the expression making my stomach drop and my sex tingle.

“I’m torn, Kayla,” he said nonchalantly.

Or as nonchalant as he could with his dick standing at full attention, his crown angry red and slick with precum.

“I do so want to—what did you call it?—that’s right, throat fuck you. Make you take every inch of my cock and swallow every drop of my cum. But I think I’ll fill your pussy instead,” he said.

I didn’t realize we were moving until I bumped into the little island that separated the living room from the kitchen.

Before I could even think, Elias spun me around and trapped me against the island with his big body, my back to his front.

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