A Debt Repaid by N. Isabelle Blanco
Lex Talionis (n.)- The law of retaliation, whereby a punishment resembles the offense committed in kind and degree.
Two wrongs. One right. He met her under the worst circumstances. She was still married. To the man who’d stolen from his company. But none of that would matter, because he would have her. At any cost.
To Chase Blaine, it really was that simple. Douglas Colton had stolen millions from Chase’s company. He had to pay. Chase had every intention of cornering the bastard and making sure he ended up in jail.
Then he came face-to-face with Douglas’s wife, Aria. One look at her changed all his plans, warping them into a much darker and perverse plot to get his revenge.
He would offer Douglas his freedom . . . in exchange for a single date with his wife.
To a man like Chase, a man that hadn’t truly felt emotions in a long time, Aria’s presence soon became more addicting than a drug. A problem considering that she might never forgive him for blackmailing her, despite the fact that at times she seems just as unwillingly fascinated by him as he is by her.
He sniffed the air audibly, too lost to care. He could smell her. Her scent was fucking everywhere. The smell of her made him tense.
A hum of approval built in the back of his throat. “The coat, Aria. Get it off.”
With a choked whimper, she sat up and kissed him, taking his mouth without giving him a choice in the matter. She mewled for him as their kiss turned rough, their tongues abusing each other’s.
He’d known it’d be this way. That she’d be wild.
One of his hands grasped her smooth thigh. She pleaded for more. Her hips never stopped rubbing against his cock.
She was fire, plain and simple. The way she moved. The way she kissed him. God, he was being eaten from the inside out with how sexual she was.
“Aria,” he breathed, sucking her bottom lip. “Take off that coat. Let me touch you.” He licked at her mouth and sucked on her tongue when she offered it.
“Here?” she asked, even as she reached for the sash around her waist.
“Here.” He was already moving the hand on her thigh higher. Closer to what he needed.
She hesitated for a moment.
He cupped her ass, finding it bare under her dress. Motherfuck.
With a whimper of surrender, she undid the buttons on her coat at top speed and flung it off.
It landed by his feet, but he didn’t give it a thought. His attention was all on her, leaning against that mirror, that tiny dress accentuating every curve. Her ass in his hand.
Aria shifted, those long legs parting even more.
He cupped her heated flesh as a reward, her pussy fitting right into his palm.
Wet. Swollen. Throbbing.
About the Author
N. Isabelle Blanco is the Amazon Bestselling Author of the Allure Series, the Compulsions Series, and many others. She was born in Queens, NY (USA). At the age of three, due to an odd fascination with studying her mother’s handwriting, she began to read and write. By the time she’d reached kindergarten, she had an extensive vocabulary and her obsession with words began to bleed into every aspect of her life.
N. Isabelle Blanco spends her days working as an author, web programmer, marketer, and graphic designer. That is when she isn’t handling her “spawn”, as she calls her son, and brainstorming with him about his future career as a comic book illustrator..