Seduced by the Loan Shark (2 page)

refuse him. I pulled my skirt up around my

waist and revealed my pink cotton

hipsters.

"Pink?" Hagen's gaze lingered on my

panties. "They suit you."

Heat streaked up my neck and into my

ears. I fought the urge to shove my skirt

down, certain it would end whatever deal

we were making. "How the hell would

you know? You don't even know me."

Hagen's gaze moved to my face. He

examined me carefully. "I know more than

you think."

Somehow I didn't doubt that. A man in

his line of business probably learned to

read people extremely well. I'm sure I

was no exception. His piercing gaze left

me feeling vulnerable and exposed.

"Lift your bottom." He grasped the

waistband of my panties and started to tug

them down. I planted my palms on his

desk and lifted my backside. He quickly

removed my panties and knocked the

ballet flats off my feet.

Bared from the waist down, I tried to

squeeze my thighs together in a last-ditch

attempt at modesty but he wouldn't have it.

His big hand slid between my knees,

forcing my thighs wide apart. "Don't."

His warning zinged me. He was going

to take what he wanted. It was that simple.

"Don't look so sullen." He tipped my

chin. "You're the one making this into

something it isn't."

My mouth gaped in shock. "You're

extorting me. How, exactly, am I making

this into something it isn't?"

"You say extortion. I say seduction." He

waved his hand. "Let's not put labels on it,

Cassie. Let's just enjoy it."

"Enjoy it?" I laughed acidly. "You're

out of your fucking mind."

He clicked his teeth. "Such a dirty

mouth on such a pretty girl."

I glared at him. "Let's just get this over

with, okay?"

"Fine. If that's the way you want it." He

shoved my knees wide apart and grasped

my ankles. He forced my feet up onto the

desk, the movement so fast I fell back and

barely managed to support my weight on

my elbows.

"Oh!" I gasped when his hands moved

to the very tops of my inner thighs. He

brushed his thumbs up and down the seam

of my sex. My chest constricted as he

carefully parted the tender lips of my

pussy, revealing all my secrets to him.

"My,

my,

my,"

he

murmured

approvingly. "Look at this sweet, pink

cunt."

My face flamed. I'd never had anyone

use that word around me. He didn't seem

to be using it to demean me. It seemed to

be just another word to him. I inhaled

sharply when his thick finger breached

me. I wasn't wet or excited so he didn't

make it far, burying just the tip inside me.

"You're so fucking tight, Cassie." He

sounded in awe. "How many cocks have

you had in your pussy, sweetheart?"

I ignored the pet name but answered

him. "One."

"One?" His finger retreated and circled

my opening. It slid up between my folds to

trace my clit. My body tensed as his

skillful finger began to evoke unwanted

sensations. "Who was the lucky man?"

My face was hot with embarrassment. I

couldn't believe he was interrogating me

about my sex life. "That's none of your

business."

His fingertip moved side to side over

my clit. His dark gaze pinned me in place.

"Your brother owes me thirty grand.

Everything about you is now my

business."

Reminded of my position in this

arrangement, I unhappily answered his

question. "He was a friend. A good

friend," I added softly. "He enlisted and

was leaving for basic training a few days

after graduation. I was on my way to

college. It seemed like the right thing to

do."

His cheek twitched. I could tell he was

amused by my overly sentimental tale.

"Where is he now?"

"California," I replied, a bit breathless.

That finger circling my swelling clit was

starting to feel really good. "With his

fiancée."

Hagen grunted at that tidbit. "Did he

make you come?"

The blunt question threw me off-kilter.

"What?"

"Did he make you come?" He asked it

as easily as if he were wondering what I'd

eaten for lunch.

"No." I couldn't believe I'd said that. "I

mean—"

He shook his head. "Don't be

embarrassed. It happens." His lips curved

in a sinfully sexy grin. "Well—to other

men."

His arrogance should have annoyed me

but I found it oddly enticing. Feeling a bit

brave, I asked, "Are you going to make me

come?"

"It's not a question of if, sweetheart. It's

a question of how many times." He

touched the front of my dress. "Unbutton

this."

My shaking fingers flicked through the

pearly buttons lining the center of my

bodice. His huge hand shoved aside the

fabric and covered my small breast.

Unlike some of my friends, I hadn't been

endowed with C or D cups. My little B's

were well-suited to my petite body but not

exactly impressive to most guys.

Hagen seemed to think otherwise. He

tugged down the lacy cups of my bra and

bared my nipples. His hands seemed so

big against my chest. When he leaned

forward and flicked his tongue against my

nipple, I almost died. The wicked

sensation made my toes curl.

"Relax," he urged. "I told you. I'm not

going to hurt you."

I still wasn't so sure about that but I

couldn't argue with what he'd shown me

so far. He'd been gentle with me. I'd half-

expected him to simply toss me face-down

on his desk and jam his cock into me but

he seemed to be trying to show me

pleasure, too.

And it was working.

He lightly sucked my nipple. His hot,

wet tongue laved the sensitive nub.

Lightly, he grazed his teeth over my tender

flesh. Unable to stop myself, I moaned.

Every tug of his mouth on my nipple

translated right down to my pulsing clit.

The unruly pink pearl throbbed for

attention.

My mind reeled. How was it possible

that I felt more aroused and more excited

with this burly stranger than the one time

I'd made love to my best friend? It didn't

seem right or even possible but it was

happening. Hagen seemed to know my

body even better than I did.

It was maddening. This man, this loan

shark from the seedy underbelly of

Houston, owned my brother. He could hurt

Ronnie. And what was I doing? I was

holding onto his shoulders as his mouth

jumped between my breasts and tormented

my nipples.

His lips were red when he abandoned

my breasts. Nose to nose, we stared at one

another. It was hands-down the most

bizarre moment I'd ever experienced. I

was half-naked on a stranger's desk and

sharing what was arguably the most

intimate gaze in my twenty-one years of

life with the man who had coerced me into

trading my body for my brother's safety.

I trailed my fingertips along his strong

jaw, the stubble there rasping my skin, and

dragged my thumb across his lower lip.

For the briefest of moments, I spotted a

flash of vulnerability in his eyes. It

shocked me.

His lips touched mine in the softest of

kisses. My eyes closed as his chaste kiss

grew more passionate. He plundered my

mouth, his searching tongue stabbing

between my lips. I sifted my fingers

through his short, dark hair. The fabric of

his shirt grazed my nipples, leaving them

tingly and tender. With one wild kiss,

Hagen owned me.

When he shoved me backwards, I

dropped down to the desk's surface. He

gripped my hips and dragged my ass to the

very edge of the table. Hands on my inner

thighs, he buried his face between my

legs. I cried out at the first touch of his

tongue to my clit. There was nothing

uncertain about his sensual assault. He

knew exactly what he was doing.

"Oh!
Ah!
" I clawed at his shoulders as

he lapped at my pussy. His tongue

fluttered around the swollen kernel hidden

there. He suckled my clit and flicked his

tongue around it. I'd never felt anything

like this.

Pleasure built low and steady in my

belly. Bright sparks of ecstasy arced

through me. I couldn't believe how quickly

he'd mastered my body. With a flutter of

his tongue, I exploded in an orgasm that

knocked the air right out of my lungs. I

jolted atop the desk and scratched at his

arms as his mouth tortured me.

Just when I thought I would pass out, he

abandoned my pulsing clit for my dripping

wet entrance. "Oh!"

His tongue entered me. It wiggled side

to side and penetrated me like a small,

pliable cock. The tip of his nose

stimulated my clit. I clapped a hand over

my mouth to muffle the shriek of pure

delight that escaped my throat. The

knowledge that the bar patrons and

Hagen's goon would hear me kept me from

losing it completely.

I shuddered as wave after wave of bliss

engulfed me. I'd never imagined it could

be like this. I'd certainly never considered

it would be a loan shark in some back

room who would show me just how

amazing oral sex could be.

Hagen seemed to love eating my pussy.

He lashed my clit with his tongue and slid

a thick finger inside me. He thrust slowly

in and out of my wet pussy and rubbed

around the front wall of my passage. When

he found my G-spot, I almost jumped off

the desk. The sharp burst of pleasure

rocked me. With his tongue lapping my

clit and that damn finger of his stimulating

my G-spot, I nearly died. I came with a

muffled howl and prayed that the music in

the bar would cover our sinful deeds.

Chin glistening with my slick nectar,

Hagen lifted his head and placed playful

kisses along my belly and around my

navel. I tried to catch my breath and clear

the fog of lust clouding my judgment.

Vaguely, I was aware of him unzipping his

pants and freeing his cock.

My eyes widened at the sight of his

massive tool. I'd never seen a dick that

big, let alone had one that close to me. I

gulped as fear and desire rushed through

me. I felt sure it was going to hurt to have

that huge rod battering my pussy but I had

to know what it would feel like. I
needed

to know.

His big hand stroked the length of his

shaft. Clear droplets of pre-cum dribbled

from the tip and rode the curve of his

ruddy head. "You on the Pill?"

I couldn't drag my gaze away from his

thick cock. "Yes."

"Good." Cock in hand, he moved close

enough that our bodies touched. He

dragged the crown of his dick through my

slick folds. I gasped at the wild sensation

of his cockhead circling my clit. In the

back of my head, I knew this was

dangerous, that we were playing with fire,

but I couldn't bring myself to stop him. He

eased just the blunt tip of his dick inside

me. My tight pussy instantly protested.

"Ow!" I tried to pull back but he held

onto my hips. "Ooh! It hurts."

"Easy,

sweetheart,"

Hagen

gently

cooed. "You can take me.
Relax
." His

thumb brushed side to side across my clit,

lessening the discomfort of his intrusion.

He found just the right rhythm and

pressure. In no time at all, my wet pussy

welcomed him. "There you go, Cassie.

Take me. Take my cock."

"
Ah
!" I threw my head back as inch

after inch of his massive tool penetrated

my snug passage. My pussy gripped his

shaft. His fingertips manipulated my clit

skillfully, coaxing even more of that

slippery honey from my core. Soon, his