Title: Dirty Wife Games
Series: Indecent Games #2
Author: Clarissa Wild
Genre: Dark Erotic Suspense
Release Date: February 28, 2017
Blurb
* This is a Standalone novel *
A scorned wife on the run, and a stalker who follows her every move… Match made in heaven?
After being forced to marry a tyrant, Hyun Song flees his home in a desperate attempt to save what’s left of her dignity … and her life.
Now on her own, she tries her best to move on with her simple life. But she quickly realizes she can’t escape her past … and that she’s not alone …
He watches her through her window.
Sends her indecent notes.
Stalks her everywhere she goes.
He wants her badly, and when she finally lets him in …
It’s time for the wife to play a dirty game.
Author’s note: This story contains sensitive content that may be upsetting to some readers.
ALL BOOKS CAN BE READ AS A STANDALONE.
Indecent Games Series:
Wicked Bride Games: Naomi’s Story.
Dirty Wife Games: Hyun’s Story.
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Excerpt
My breathing is shallow, ragged, as I silently watch her look up at me with those doe-like eyes. She’s magnificent, so innocent … so ripe for the taking.
I don’t know if she’s ready for me … but I can’t return to where we were before.
Her eyes are skidding across the room, and then they zoom in on me. Her lips part but no sound comes out … yet.
I place a finger on my lips and shush her softly, a devious smile lingering. I whisper seductively, “Don’t make a sound. We don’t want the neighbors to hear.”
I prowl closer, approaching the foot of her bed without taking my eyes off her. I feel like an animal, raging with hormones that beg me to fuck her. But I have to take it slowly, so I don’t scare her.
But as my knees touch her toes, she pulls them back, drawing the blanket back too. I can see her sucking in a breath when I lean over and place my hands on the bed.
She watches my every move as I hover over her legs, my mouth salivating from the mere anticipation of tasting her. Her bare feet are in front of me, and I bend over to kiss the top, my fingers softly sliding up her leg. Her skin erupts into goose bumps.
I bite my lip and kiss her ankle, gazing up at her to see if she’s still looking. I want her to see everything I do… everything she makes me do.
Just as I watched her, I want her to be a spectator now.
I don’t know if she’s ready for me … but I can’t return to where we were before.
Her eyes are skidding across the room, and then they zoom in on me. Her lips part but no sound comes out … yet.
I place a finger on my lips and shush her softly, a devious smile lingering. I whisper seductively, “Don’t make a sound. We don’t want the neighbors to hear.”
I prowl closer, approaching the foot of her bed without taking my eyes off her. I feel like an animal, raging with hormones that beg me to fuck her. But I have to take it slowly, so I don’t scare her.
But as my knees touch her toes, she pulls them back, drawing the blanket back too. I can see her sucking in a breath when I lean over and place my hands on the bed.
She watches my every move as I hover over her legs, my mouth salivating from the mere anticipation of tasting her. Her bare feet are in front of me, and I bend over to kiss the top, my fingers softly sliding up her leg. Her skin erupts into goose bumps.
I bite my lip and kiss her ankle, gazing up at her to see if she’s still looking. I want her to see everything I do… everything she makes me do.
Just as I watched her, I want her to be a spectator now.
“Are you
scared of me?” I growl, thrusting my fingers up her pussy.
No words. Nothing except soft moans and eyes that roll into the back of her head.
No words. Nothing except soft moans and eyes that roll into the back of her head.
I know
exactly how to play her.
How to make
her do exactly what I want her to do.
“I’m a
killer, Hyun,” I growl into her ear, pinning her harder against the tree. “And
I want to fuck your brains out.”
I rip down
my zipper and pull my dick out without even taking the trouble of pulling down
my jeans. I’m so damn hard right now, and I need to be inside her.
So I grab
her wrists, pin them together, and push my cock against her entrance.
“We’re in a cemetery,” she mutters.
“I don’t
fucking care. My cock fucking wants you,
and it’s going to claim you now.”
I push
deep, burying myself in her wet pussy. And god, does it feel good.
Like an
animal, I fuck her from behind. Hard. Fast. Beastly. With no remorse or regret.
And I
fucking love how wet she is for me. How, after all
this, I can still fuck her because she’s mine and mine alone.
Her skin is
so damn wet from the rain; my tongue dips out to lick the drops off her skin.
She moans softly, and I take it as a sign
to start rubbing her again.
It feels so
wrong, fucking in a cemetery, but it’s hot too, in a kinky way. I pound into
her, pumping all my pent-up rage into her. I can’t control myself anymore, and
I wouldn’t even want to at this point. All I want is to watch her come. And
when she does … it’s magnificent. So beautiful is that look of pure desperation
washing over her, rain still splattering onto her skin.
I feel her
muscles around my dick, squeezing, making me wanna come.
So I pull
out and push her back down, forcing her to bend over. That’s when I blow my
load all over her naked pussy and ass. Groaning, I keep coming, all over her,
squirting myself empty over her holes.
And it’s
the best fucking feeling in the world.
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Author Bio
Clarissa Wild is a New York Times & USA Today Bestselling author, best known for the dark Romance novel Mr. X. Her novels include the Fierce Series, the Delirious Series, Stalker Duology, Twenty-One (21), Ultimate Sin, VIKTOR, and Bad Teacher. She is also a writer of erotic romance such as the Blissful Series, The Billionaire's Bet series, and the Enflamed Series. She is an avid reader and writer of sexy stories about hot men and feisty women. Her other loves include her furry cat friend and learning about different cultures. In her free time she enjoys watching all sorts of movies, reading tons of books and cooking her favorite meals.
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