Evil Little Imp: Taboo Erotica E-Book

Candace Spencer

• Herausgeber: Palimpsest Publishing
• Kategorie: Erotik
• Sprache: Englisch
• Veröffentlichungsjahr: 2017

Beschreibung

Warning: Very taboo. Not for the faint of heart. May include BDSM, incest, and other taboo and forbidden elements. This is a vintage **full length** (100+ Pages), post-censorship erotic novel.

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"Yeah, right. Len had gambling debts and he needed that money from those guys, but when Claire refused he became angry. She tried telling him she wanted out of the business, but Len wouldn't hear of it. Hell, after two years of making close to three grand a week, Len wasn't about to give it up. He beat her, Lloyd. Len beat the crap out of her and then he raped her."
"Where the hell were you when this was going on, Geoffrey? Why didn't you stop him?"
"I couldn't. He had his friend hold a gun to my head while he did it."
"He raped her at your place?" Lloyd asked.
"Yeah, in my living room."
"Where were you?"
"In the living room. I was made to watch the whole thing."
Lloyd sat down. He was shocked and stunned. He couldn't imagine a brother treating his sister that way. Not a sister as sweet as Claire Baby. She was good and pure, he thought.
"She tried to fight him off, Lloyd, but she couldn't. She scratched and clawed at him, but Len kept on until he was finished."
"What happened then?"
"The other guys took her."
"The scuzzy ones?" Lloyd asked making a face.
 

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Evil Little Imp

Candace Spencer

Copyright © 2017

Table of Contents

CHAPTER ONE

CHAPTER TWO

CHAPTER THREE

CHAPTER FOUR

CHAPTER FIVE

CHAPTER SIX

CHAPTER SEVEN

CHAPTER EIGHT

CHAPTER NINE

CHAPTER TEN

CHAPTER ONE

"Hey, sweetheart, are you feeling all right?" Lloyd asked. He was a patient man. He gave Lizbeth the benefit of the doubt.

"Mmmm, what, leave me alone?" she said, turning over.

Lloyd Hamilton worked at the Lake View Country Club as tennis pro. He was a handsome man, young, tall, good build and a tremendous capacity to forgive the human condition. His idea of arguing was discussing what to watch on television. Lloyd didn't enjoy rough rides. He liked everyone to be happy and everything to sail smoothly. Unfortunately, he was the best kind of target for girls like Lizbeth.

"When did you get home?" Lizbeth asked, yawning and stretching.

"Just a minute ago, are you feeling all right?"

"Mmmmm, yeah, fine."

"I'm starving, Lizbeth, is there anything made?"

He wasn't the sort who expected a clean place and supper on the table when he came home. Before Lizbeth moved in he took care of that himself, but Lloyd figured if Lizbeth wasn't going back to work she could at least stick to their arrangement.

They had been dating for a long time. Lizbeth used to work for a real estate company on the outskirts of town, but she wanted to quit and go back to school. She offered Lloyd her services in return for support and promised to clean, cook, take care of the laundry, plus fill his sexual needs if he'd let her move in, but so far the only part of the bargain she'd managed to keep was the sex.