Whiskey Smoke – Smoke Read Online Abbi Glines

Categories Genre: Contemporary, Dark, Mafia Tags Authors:
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Total pages in book: 87
Estimated words: 82798 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 414(@200wpm)___ 331(@250wpm)___ 276(@300wpm)
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“Pour Some Sugar on Me” began pumping through the club as Kye made his way over to catch his new favorite stripper as she left the stage. I was still trying to decide if I wanted to take one of the girls back to a private room to spank her ass with my belt or get my dick sucked. Possibly both. As I scanned the options, my gaze found Kitty making her way to me.

I took another drink and watched as she sauntered up to my table in nothing but her rhinestone-studded thong and matching platform heels. I smirked, already knowing this was going nowhere tonight. But I did have some interest in talking to Kitty. My thoughts were already on those cat-shaped green eyes, her pale and creamy skin, and those full pink lips, which had parted as she tilted her head back, looking up at me with curiosity.

“You look lonely,” Kitty said, leaning her hip against the table. “No one has your eye?”

I swirled the amber liquid around my glass and smirked. “Yeah, someone has it. Met her last night.”

Kitty raised her eyebrows in question. “I didn’t see you here last night. I thought you were gone on business.”

I nodded. “Got in last night. Went looking for someone, but instead found a pretty little thing that I can’t get out of my head.”

She narrowed her eyes and leaned down toward me. Making sure her tits were on full display. I lowered my eyes to take in the view before looking back at her.

“You trying to make me jealous, Levi? That’s not like you at all.”

I had no desire to make Kitty or anyone jealous. If they were jealous, they were attached. I didn’t do attachments or play games. I fucked.

“You know me better than that, sugar,” I replied, reaching out to pinch her nipple.

Her tongue darted out and licked her red-stained lips. “What is it you want?” she purred, arching her back so that her tits were close to my face.

“What I want is”—I rolled the hardened nub between my finger and thumb—“the hot little redhead you got tucked away in your house.”

I didn’t care for surprises. Not really. However, the immediate morph in Kitty’s personality was interesting. The always ready to please me sexy brunette jerked back from me. The heated glare directed at me wasn’t one of jealousy, like I had first expected. It was fear and fury, fighting together, while her body went rigid.

“Why were you at my house?” she spit out.

I shrugged and took a drink, highly entertained by this interaction. “Looking for you. But that’s not who opened the door.”

“Fuck! I told her not to open the damn door,” she muttered, looking so wound up that I wondered if she might leave. “Stay away from her, Levi. She’s a kid. Completely sheltered. She … she can’t handle you. Wouldn’t know what to do with you. Just stay away! Do you understand me?!” There was a tremble in her voice.

She was terrified. Why was Kitty scared of me? Hell, she liked getting her ass beat and begged for me to fuck her harder. Then, Kye was always there to do all that sweet, loving shit he did after I was done.

“I’m hurt, Kitty,” I said, tilting my head to study her. “When have I ever done something to you that you didn’t beg for? Why all this alarm because I met that sweet little sister of yours? And, sure, twenty is young, but, baby, it’s legal. She’s not a kid.”

That body was a fucking woman’s body. One with all the right curves.

Kitty’s hands fisted at her sides, and I was guessing those sharp-ass nails would cause her palms to bleed. So much unnecessary drama.

“She might as well be a child. She’s sheltered, and she is not for you. She doesn’t even date. She wouldn’t know what the fuck to do with you. Stay away from my house, Levi.”

The determined gleam in her eyes was brave. She knew what I was, yet for her sister, she was willing to tell me no. I couldn’t decide if I wanted to laugh or be impressed. Who knew Kitty had this protective mother hen streak in her? I wouldn’t have fucking guessed it.

Unable to help myself, I grinned. “Teaching her what to do with me would be the best fucking part.”

Kitty inhaled sharply and closed her eyes tightly, as if trying to calm down. When she opened her eyes back up, she looked at me with no fear. “She’s innocent, naive, and wholesome. I don’t want her in this world, Levi. Please.” She was pleading now. “Not her, okay? Anyone but her.”

Well, damn. Kitty had fucking earned my respect tonight. I didn’t want an innocent, wholesome female. That wasn’t my shit. I wanted them to understand my kinks and fulfill them.


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