Crime Lord's Wife (Curvy Women Wanted)

“Wow, seriously? I want to know who you are and you’re threatening me? How does that even work?”

“People try to lock me away every other week. I’ve got cops in my pocket and people who watch me. Of course nothing can ever be proven.”

“You’ve killed people?” she asked.

He stared at her.

“You have.” She nodded her head, pressing her lips together. “Are you like the mafia?”

He laughed. “No, I’m not. I’m not so strict with my rules. I’m everything and nothing at the same time. I own cafés, bars, restaurants, nightclubs, casinos. I have an entire résumé of companies under my belt. It’s what goes on inside them that is less questionable.”

“Like the gambling Sean was part of that you won me from?” she asked.

“Exactly.”

Rose glanced around the room, frowning. “Drugs?”

He nodded.

“Fighting?”

Another nod.

“Erm, what about, women? Do you steal them?”

“I’m not into trafficking. It’s one area I have been approached about that I don’t agree with. I have brothels where women fuck clients with my protection and I take a cut.”

“Oh,” she said.

“No woman works for me who doesn’t want to be there, Rose.”

“You’re a saint.”

“I’m not a completely bad guy. It’s what I like to believe.”

Another oh slipped out of her mouth.

He watched her, waiting for her reaction to his news. He didn’t know what to expect. She sipped her drink, took some more peanuts, and nodded to herself. “What other work do you have to do today?” she asked.

“I’ve got one of my casinos to visit. You want to come?”

“Sure. I’ve got nowhere else to be.”

He held out his hand and she took it. There was no shaking to her body and she seemed determined. Good. If she could handle the truth, there may be hope for them yet.Chapter FiveRose groaned. “We shouldn’t be doing this.”

“No one can see.”

“But I can see.”

“That’s the beauty of it.” Jared stroked through her slit, drawing his fingers back to tease her asshole while she looked across his desk at the people below. It was too much height for her, and she found herself closing her eyes each time the ground seemed to move. They were in one of his nightclubs, only this one had strippers in it. Powerful men and women were watching the show. Not only did Jared have female strippers, but also naked ones, and they put on shows for those eager to watch. She was sure she saw a couple of politicians watching below.

“I can’t keep looking,” she said, covering her eyes.

She let out a cry as he lifted her up, moving her away from the window overlooking the nightclub. Jared bent her over a sofa. He’d already pushed up her dress, and lo and behold, no panties. He didn’t like her wearing them.

He spread the cheeks of her ass and his slick fingers stroked over her anus. Like all the other times before, she tensed up. Jared was never in a rush as he worked her ass. With his other hand, he was already stroking her pussy, and it was hard for her to not rock against him, searching for her orgasm as he teased her.

“Do you have any idea how sexy you look like this? Wanting to come, needing to.”

“Please,” she said. She cried out as he pushed inside her ass, two fingers, stretching her out. At the same time, he worked her clit, moving back and forth, and she whimpered. The sudden increase in pressure was almost too much.

He released her clit as he pumped into her ass.

“I feel how wet you are, baby,” he said. “You want my cock in your ass.”

“It’s going to hurt.”

“Only until you get used to it.” Fingers from both hands were inside her, working in and out. “Tell me to stop, Rose. Tell me you don’t want this.”

Her mouth opened. No sound came out. Nothing.

She wanted this. Was way too curious to say no.

Jared suddenly pulled away from her and she looked over her shoulder to see him go to his desk. She licked her lips as he returned. He was already coating his dick in some lubricant.

“Last chance?”

Again, she was silent. She wanted this. Craved it.

The moment his large, bulbous head touched her asshole, she gasped, tensing up. He stroked the base of her back.

“Relax.”

“Easy for you to say.”

He pushed but he didn’t go in straight away. He started to stroke her clit and within seconds, she found herself pushing back, and then crying out again as the tip of his cock slid inside her. Jared stopped and allowed her to get used to the stretch. It was an odd sensation to feel him within her.

Gripping the couch beneath her, she closed her eyes, taking several deep breaths to try to focus. It was impossible to do so.

“I’ve got you, baby,” he said.

Slowly, inch by inch, he began to work his cock inside her. The pain lessened and as he continued to stroke her pussy, it morphed into the pleasure she was searching for. When he was all the way inside her, he stopped. Both of his hands went to her hips.