Rose Training With Blindfolds (The Humiliation Training of S, #1)

1. Auflage 2018
ISBN: 978-0-463-20661-4
Verlag: Daisy Rose
Format: EPUB
Kopierschutz: Adobe DRM (»Systemvoraussetzungen)

E-Book, Englisch, 54 Seiten

Reihe: The Humiliation Training of S

The last thing Stephanie
expects when she boards a flight is to be indoctrinated into the mile-high club!
The innocent and naive young woman is completely unprepared when the dominant
alpha male mistakes her identity for another and joins her in the airplane's
lavatory.

After
clearing things up, she parts way with the dominant male, only to cross paths
with him again shortly after. Only this time, there's nothing accidental about
the ropes, blindfold, and men he has prepared for her...

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Excerpt -----

'I'm almost done,'
I spluttered, as if that wasn't obvious, as if he was in here by accident.

The crawling sensation of
danger made the hair on my neck stand on end. There was nothing accidental
about him being in the small bathroom stall with me.

He stepped into the tight
space and closed the door behind him. I stopped breathing.

'Isn't this what you what?'
he growled, his voice so deep it went straight down my spine.

'Mr. Siegel, I think you
may have misunderstood something,' I started, trying to find a way out of
the stall. The lavatory wasn't big enough for one person, let alone two. All my
shifting around only amounted to me rubbing my body against his, worsening the
problem.

I had backed up the most I
could, the back of my legs hitting the seat of the toilet, which had the lid
closed down. He was leaning in toward me, not touching me, but close enough for
me to smell the hint of cologne on his body.

He was moving toward me and
my eyes fell from his chest to the growing hardness between his legs. I licked
my lips despite myself. What was he doing? What was I doing? I should be
shouting for help.

I opened my mouth to try and
tell him to get out of the way, but he put his palm on my parted lips, stopping
the words from escaping.

My tongue darted out, tasting
the salt off his palm.

In panic, I grabbed his
fingers and tried to pry his hand away, but he was too strong. I twisted with
no effect. His free hand reached behind my head and gripped my hair tight,
yanking my head back.

I exhaled sharply from the
pain of having my hair pulled back to roughly. I reached behind my head to free
myself from him.

'Be very quiet,
Stephanie,' he warned.

Fight or flight punched me in
the gut and I bit down on his hand as hard as I could. My tongue picked up a
slight hint of metal, letting me know that I had bit hard enough to draw blood.
Good.

He pulled back with a hiss
and glared at me so furiously that I thought he was going to hurt me. There was
something else beneath those eyes, a deep-rooted desire that almost burned with
it's intensity.

'Listen, I-' I
never managed to finish that sentence. His lips were on mine in an instant,
suffocating me with the passion of his desire. His tongue found its way into my
parted lips, his tongue picking up the taste of his own blood. His skin was so
warm it hummed against mine. I was distracted by the pain of his hand tangled
in my hair, pulling me head back.

'Stay still,' he
said. I didn't know if it was the sound of his voice or the way he looked at
me, but I stilled. His voice flushed my body hot, and then cold and his eyes
enthralled me as if in a trance. It was inhuman, the effect this man had on me.
'I'm not going to hurt you,' he purred, smooth, like French roast.

I shuddered as he leaned in for another kiss. This time, I
didn't try to fight him. Instead, I kissed him back, tasting the bittersweet of
his coffee on his tongue. I struggled between terror and deep, unfamiliar
arousal.

Autoren/Hrsg.

Rose, Daisy