Page 3 of His Dangerous Secret

“And what are you looking for?” she asks.

What she does next knocks the wind out of me. Ava, my stepmother, moves right in and grabs me between the legs. Her fingers curl around my swollen bulge with an aggressive finesse, and my lust for her flares to a whole new level.

“Ava—”

“I’ve seen you looking at me, Riggs.” Her seductive whisper slinks up my spine, awakening every suppressed desire I’ve had for her since she moved in. “Don’t you think it’s about time you manned up and did something about it?”

I am so fucked.

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Ava

The power…

I can feel it in my hands, causing my mouth to water and a heat to blaze between my legs.

This is beyond dangerous, but I’m completely powerless. After tonight, seeing those three girls fawning all over him, I knew I wouldn’t be able to resist any longer. It’s been hard enough trying to pretend I’m not into him when Michael is around.

I thought he would have gotten the message when I pretended to need his help changing a light bulb or opening the champagne, but there’s no way he’s naïve enough to think I was just down here in nothing but a thong wanting to have an honest conversation with him.

No, we both know what this is, and we’ve both been fighting it.

His chiseled face glares back at me – almost with resentment. And I know why; he hates me for making him feel these things. He knows as well as I do that this cannot be.

Hypnotic eyes hold me in place. For the first time in a long time, I feel legitimately wanted. Not the way his dad looks at me – not as a possession or a trophy wife or a piece of arm candy, but as a real woman.

His cock pumps in my hand, growing larger, and I whimper softly. But as I press my body against his, our stolen moment snaps like a rubber band stretched too far.

“Ava, Ava, Ava,” Riggs says quickly, shaking his head. “I, uh…I don’t know what you think I’ve been doing, but this – this uh…this can’t…”

“Stop,” I plead with him. My God, his eyes are so bright and intense. He’s pretending not to feel what I’m feeling, but he’s not a good liar. “You know we both want this.”

“Yeah!?” he hisses angrily. “And have you forgotten about my father? The man you are married to!?”

“The man who bought me, Riggs? Bought me from my degenerate father who sold me to repay his debt? No, I haven’t forgotten about that. How could I?”

Instantly I can tell by the look on Riggs’s face that he had no idea the details of my situation.

“He—he bought you…?”

“Yes, Riggs! How could you think I could ever love a man like that?”

Riggs’ eyes flare with anger a brief second, and for the first time, I see it; his life is a trap too. Both of us are caught in the spider’s web of his father’s criminal empire and neither of us have a way out. When we first met, I had hoped that he could save me, but now I see that we could save each other.

“Stop pretending, Riggs. A woman’s intuition is a powerful thing, and I know what you’ve been thinking about me. I’ve seen your stolen glances when you thought I wasn’t looking.” I glance down at his bulge, now blatantly obvious beneath his pants. “And I see that.”

“You grabbed my cock!” he stammers, fighting to keep his voice low. His father is sleeping in the room above us. “You’re my stepmother, Ava!”

“Step.” I smile. “Is that so wrong?”

“My father would already kill you just for this happening, let alone anything else. Hell, he might kill me along with you.”

Riggs has a valid point. Michael is a ruthless kingpin and has left a crimson wake of bodies behind him to get to where he is today. He’s a sociopath who only cares about himself, and I’ve often questioned whether or not he’s even capable of love, even when it comes to his son.

“So…it’s just your father that’s the issue?” I ask, slinking closer. He doesn’t back away, and I’m suddenly aware of his heat against me. My nipples are hard. I can feel the goose bumps on my forearms, the back of my thighs and my butt.

“What do you think, Ava? That I want my dad’s sloppy seconds?”

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