Chapter: 26
He spun her around and lifted her dress again, fisting the fabric in one hand while his other slipped between her thighs from behind. She leaned against the closet door for leverage as his strong, demanding fingers drove into her aching pussy, stroking her with a masterful touch that threatened to send her over the edge in thirty seconds flat.
"It seems I�ve put you in quite a state," he rasped, breath hot in her ear. Then, leaning in close, he dragged his hand out and lifted it to his mouth. With a soft, reverent moan he slid his fingers into his mouth, sucking on the evidence of her desire, his eyes dark and foreboding. "My, but you�re exquisite."
Holy fuck, this guy is off the rails�
And God, he knew exactly how to tease her, how to whisper all the forbidden things that left her wet and throbbing. His deep voice, the accent, his commanding touch� Charley�s skin was covered in goose bumps, her legs already trembling, and she had the distinct impression he was just getting started.
"But as lovely and delicious as you may be," he said. "I don�t trust you. You�re a bad girl, sneaking past the ropes, touching things that don�t belong to you. Running off after bidding on my painting."
She felt a tug at her waist as he freed the satin sash and unzipped the dress, letting it fall to the floor.
A shiver worked through her body, but Charley wasn�t cold. She was on fire, her skin blazing, her body wound tight as she stood before him, naked but for her strapless black bra, more aroused than she�d ever been in her entire life.
"Give me your hands. Now." His voice was firm and severe, taking on an authoritative tone that made her nipples ache.
He was still holding the sash from her dress, and Charley knew in an instant what he planned to do with it.
Just as she knew what it would mean to obey him.
It was one thing to consent to the demands of his sexy power games. It was another to allow him to strip her nearly bare in a stranger�s penthouse.
She�d agreed to both, without hesitation.
But tying her up? That was something else entirely. A whole new level of risk.
Don�t be stupid. The minute you give him what he wants, he�ll blow your cover, expose you to the guard, and leave you to the damn wolves.
That was her brain�s warning, and it sounded totally reasonable.
But her instincts said otherwise, and they�d never misled her. After years of putting herself in harm�s way on the job, Charley had learned to listen to her body before listening to her head, and right now, with this man�s hot mouth a tantalizing tease behind her ear, his filthy promises melting her from the inside out, Charley�s body was screaming for his touch.
Butterflies flooded her insides. She�d never been so bold, so daring with a man before.
Her lifestyle didn�t exactly lend itself to long-term relationships with decent men, and her ex�a documents forger Rudy sometimes contracted�had tried his damnedest to make her feel selfish for acting on her desires. For even having desires in the first place.
But tonight, stripped down by her enigmatic stranger in the study of the penthouse her crew was planning to rob, her nipples aching, core dripping with desire, Charley felt her deepest yearnings blooming inside, desperate to be unleashed, aching to be tamed.
By him.
Yeah, he was a total stranger. But no man had ever made her feel so powerful, so wanted before. However far he planned to take this game tonight, Charley was willing to follow him.
All the fucking way.
Closing her eyes, she crossed her arms behind her.
He bound her wrists, pulling the sash so tight her hands ached.
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"It seems I�ve put you in quite a state," he rasped, breath hot in her ear. Then, leaning in close, he dragged his hand out and lifted it to his mouth. With a soft, reverent moan he slid his fingers into his mouth, sucking on the evidence of her desire, his eyes dark and foreboding. "My, but you�re exquisite."
Holy fuck, this guy is off the rails�
And God, he knew exactly how to tease her, how to whisper all the forbidden things that left her wet and throbbing. His deep voice, the accent, his commanding touch� Charley�s skin was covered in goose bumps, her legs already trembling, and she had the distinct impression he was just getting started.
"But as lovely and delicious as you may be," he said. "I don�t trust you. You�re a bad girl, sneaking past the ropes, touching things that don�t belong to you. Running off after bidding on my painting."
She felt a tug at her waist as he freed the satin sash and unzipped the dress, letting it fall to the floor.
A shiver worked through her body, but Charley wasn�t cold. She was on fire, her skin blazing, her body wound tight as she stood before him, naked but for her strapless black bra, more aroused than she�d ever been in her entire life.
"Give me your hands. Now." His voice was firm and severe, taking on an authoritative tone that made her nipples ache.
He was still holding the sash from her dress, and Charley knew in an instant what he planned to do with it.
Just as she knew what it would mean to obey him.
It was one thing to consent to the demands of his sexy power games. It was another to allow him to strip her nearly bare in a stranger�s penthouse.
She�d agreed to both, without hesitation.
But tying her up? That was something else entirely. A whole new level of risk.
Don�t be stupid. The minute you give him what he wants, he�ll blow your cover, expose you to the guard, and leave you to the damn wolves.
That was her brain�s warning, and it sounded totally reasonable.
But her instincts said otherwise, and they�d never misled her. After years of putting herself in harm�s way on the job, Charley had learned to listen to her body before listening to her head, and right now, with this man�s hot mouth a tantalizing tease behind her ear, his filthy promises melting her from the inside out, Charley�s body was screaming for his touch.
Butterflies flooded her insides. She�d never been so bold, so daring with a man before.
Her lifestyle didn�t exactly lend itself to long-term relationships with decent men, and her ex�a documents forger Rudy sometimes contracted�had tried his damnedest to make her feel selfish for acting on her desires. For even having desires in the first place.
But tonight, stripped down by her enigmatic stranger in the study of the penthouse her crew was planning to rob, her nipples aching, core dripping with desire, Charley felt her deepest yearnings blooming inside, desperate to be unleashed, aching to be tamed.
By him.
Yeah, he was a total stranger. But no man had ever made her feel so powerful, so wanted before. However far he planned to take this game tonight, Charley was willing to follow him.
All the fucking way.
Closing her eyes, she crossed her arms behind her.
He bound her wrists, pulling the sash so tight her hands ached.
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