Shot in the Dark Read online Marie James (Blackbridge Security #2)

Categories Genre: Alpha Male, BDSM, Erotic, Romance, Suspense Tags Authors: Series: Blackbridge Security Series by Marie James
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Total pages in book: 91
Estimated words: 87526 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 438(@200wpm)___ 350(@250wpm)___ 292(@300wpm)
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His tone changes, becoming noticeably deeper, a sound very similar to the teasing lilt he used when taunting me for how my body responds to him.

“My shock garnered the attention of every man in the room, and lo-and-behold, it was a box stuffed with not only a ball gag, butt plug, and a feather tickler, but a twelve-inch cock I now know your tight pussy would never be able to accommodate.”

I shift my weight, my legs pulling at the restraints when I attempt to close my legs.

“Only then did I look at the label. You know me. I’ve told you who I am and what I do. So you already know my second action was to find out who W. Nelson in apartment 913 was. How could I not? My cock was half hard just looking at the toys, letting my mind run wild with the anticipation of finding out who was supposed to be the recipient of those things.”

His breath is hot on my skin, the slip of his tongue on my neck sensual enough to make my eyes flutter closed.

“Accessing the camera system in our building wasn’t hard. It was honestly easier than it ever should’ve been, but even the toughest firewall wouldn’t have been able to keep me out. My cock pounded, fucking raged inside my jeans when I got my first look at you, and it happened in front of all the guys. I couldn’t even turn around to force them from my office because my guilt was so thick it couldn’t begin to hide the way I responded to just one look at your silky purple hair and these fabulous tits.”

He punctuates his story by flicking fingers over both my nipples, and like a whore, I arch into his touch as much as the restraints allow.

“I wanted an explanation for the box. After seeing you, I couldn’t understand how lucky I’d gotten. You’re the girl of my dreams, and not just because I saw you. Your figure, your smile, the way your hips sway when you walk, fucking all of it has haunted my fantasies for as long as I can remember. I knew I had to have you. The need was instantaneous.”

“Mmm,” I moan when his mouth replaces his fingers on my nipples.

“I sought out others.” I freeze, my blood running cold with his words. “Before I ended up with that box, I was looking for you in every other woman. Before I ended up with that box, I structured my sexual exploits around the women I met online. Talking to a woman I met on the streets was impossible. What if she didn’t like the things I liked? What if she wasn’t a good fit for me? What if I’m too demanding and she isn’t compatible?”

My blood heats with the idea of him with other women even though he’s telling me everything changed when he intercepted that box sent from Sarah. And it makes me a complete hypocrite because he wasn’t my first either. The thoughts are irrational, but I’ll have to consider them later because thinking is damned near impossible with his mouth ghosting light kisses between my breasts and down my abdomen.

“I’ve never had sex with a woman that wasn’t from an online-hookup site. My virginity was callously handed over to a blonde woman by the name of Cherise, although I’m certain that’s merely the name she used for the agency she worked for.” My eyes flutter open but he’s too far down my body to confirm what he’s actually saying. “Yes, Whitney. I paid a woman seven hundred dollars to take my virginity. And that’s very difficult for me too, not because I’m ashamed or regret that decision but because it means I’m telling you I’m nowhere near as in control and commanding as I need you to believe. I’m not perfect. My past isn’t perfect.”

I want to open my mouth and tell him no one is, but he continues before I can speak.

“I’m awkward at best, and even though commanding your body comes as natural as breathing, I’m also very unsure of myself. My head is a constant battle of what to say or how to act. All things I could never overcome until you. I’d avoid social situations at all costs from fear of embarrassment. I nearly packed my shit and moved the first time I tripped over my own feet in front of you.”

Doesn’t he know that his imperfections are a huge part of his appeal?

His mouth trails down past my stomach, and I groan in need when he bypasses the apex of my thighs to focus his attention on my legs. Can’t he see that I’m burning for him? Surely, he knows I’m ready to be taken. I’m spread so far open he can probably smell my arousal.


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