Fatal Collision (Dark Lanes #1)

by Harleigh Beck

This stupid fucking dress. I smooth down the silky fabric before adjusting the spaghetti straps. I’m a tomboy at heart, but jeans and a hoodie won’t help us blend in tonight.

“Careful what you wish for. It almost sounds like you want me to pound my cum into your tight little cunt until it’s trickling down your legs.”

My pathetic attempts must amuse him, because he chuckles deep in his throat—a throat I shouldn’t notice, but that defined Adam’s apple is impossible to miss. I’ve never wanted to bite one before, but now it seems like a very tempting idea. “You’re a feisty little thing, aren’t you? Tell me, are you like that when you get fucked too?”

He goes to remove my mask, but before he can slide his fingers under the edge, I fetch the gun strapped to my thigh and press it to his chest.

“I can’t let you go now that you’ve sparked my interest. That was your first mistake.”

“Don’t you get it, sweetheart? The more you fight, the harder I get.” A cold smile curls on his lips before he whispers near my ear, “And right now I’m ravenous.”

“Racing isn’t about money for me.” Kane puts his hand on my thigh and trails it higher, dragging his fingers over my skin. “Sometimes the prize isn’t cash. Sometimes it’s something more special. Something priceless.”

“You stole an orgasm from me. It’s time you give it back, little thief.”

“It doesn’t. Even if you had a doting boyfriend waiting for you back home, I’d still pump this tight cunt until you explode on my fingers. And you’d love every second of it, just like you are now, maybe even more because you know that no other man, especially some vanilla boyfriend, could make your pussy weep like this.”

“Fingering your sweet cunt is what a lesser man would do because he’s too shortsighted to see the real prize. But me? Nothing less than complete ruination will suffice. You owe me an orgasm, little thief, but more than that, you owe me your complete destruction.”

“Eyes on me, pretty boy.”

I trail the gun lower, and his Adam’s apple jumps against the barrel. Is it weird that I think he has a sexy throat?