Needing More: Taboo Erotica (eBook, ePUB) - Stone, Quinn
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She writhed, groaned. "Please, Steve, not this. Anything, but don't ask me to... " His hand gripped and wrenched at that most sensitive area, made her nearly faint with pain. "I'm not asking you!" he growled. "I'm telling you! Four guys, that's all. You're going to do it, or I'll slap you silly." He whirled her around, brought his palm smartly across her face, caused a star-shower to form behind her eyes. She groaned, nearly fell. But he grabbed her by her hair, wound his fingers in it, forced her to her feet, applied murderous pressure. Then, his face demonic, inches from hers, he…mehr

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She writhed, groaned. "Please, Steve, not this. Anything, but don't ask me to... "
His hand gripped and wrenched at that most sensitive area, made her nearly faint with pain. "I'm not asking you!" he growled. "I'm telling you! Four guys, that's all. You're going to do it, or I'll slap you silly."
He whirled her around, brought his palm smartly across her face, caused a star-shower to form behind her eyes. She groaned, nearly fell. But he grabbed her by her hair, wound his fingers in it, forced her to her feet, applied murderous pressure. Then, his face demonic, inches from hers, he gritted, "Don't give me no trouble, lady. You'll get it back in spades. You're gonna do as I say. Or else."
Shana wanted to sob, she wanted to scream at the top of her lungs, at this revisitation of horror and brutality. No, no, she raged, this can't be! I have to be dreaming this. Not again— Dear God, this isn't going to happen to me again! Oh, no — Steve became even more cruel, dragged her toward Joe. "Hold her, Joe," he rasped. "She isn't ready for a party yet, I guess." He filled Shana's glass half-full of straight brandy. "She needs some booze to get her in the proper mood."
"Don't, Steve," she wailed, fought him again, now fought the incensed Joe as well. "I'll let out a scream they'll hear all over the hotel."
"No you won't baby," he menaced, bringing the glass close to her lips. "You won't yell at all. You've got too much to lose. You can cry rape all you want. But just remember, if you do, who's gonna get hurt the worst. I might cop a sentence... mind you, might... but you'll get the notoriety. I'll get the word to Bay City, everybody from kids on up'll know what happened to their precious Miss Hanrahan. Your rep won't be worth mud. That kind of talk you never outlive."
He brought the glass closer. "And I'm just mean enough, savvy enough to take care of that hatchet job. If you don't believe me, just try." He laughed. "Either way, you're gonna deliver whether you want to or not. Right, Joe?"