Beneath the Secrets, Part Two (Tall, Dark & Deadly) Read Online Free Page B

he was climbing into bed
with.
    He watched her hips sway as she
headed up the stairs and followed in hot pursuit, anticipation
burning through him, his cock already thick with arousal. Her long
dark hair lay like silky strands down her back and he imagined it
draped over his stomach with her mouth on his shaft, caressing him
into the sweet bliss of escape. The instant she stepped onto the
top level landing of the apartment, he had every intention of
scooping her up and taking her to bed. He never got the
chance.
    As if she’d plucked his fantasy
from his head, she cleared the last step with him directly behind
her and whirled on him, facing him, only to immediately sink to her
knees at his feet. Holy shit, leave it to this woman to turn the
tables on him. Her hands went to his thighs, climbing up his legs,
and his dick responded, standing at attention, and pressing
uncomfortably against his zipper.
    “Still want to tie me up?” she
asked, stroking the thick line of his erection.
    While he’d certainly not complain
about this woman’s mouth on his cock, sucking him and licking him,
he saw this as what it was. Her attempt to gain control. She
clearly had no idea how much he enjoyed owning it himself and how
certain it was that she had no chance of claiming it as her
own.
    Blake shackled her wrist and pulled
her to her feet, hard against his body, all her soft, sexy curves
fitted against him. “I’m not playing this game and losing,
sweetheart. You won’t be needing your hands. Just mine.” He stroked
her back, molding her closer, feeling the warmth of her seep
through their clothing like liquid heat consuming them.
“Comprende?”
    Her chin lifted defiantly. “No
comprede”.
    Blake tilted his head and kissed
her neck before his lips pressed to her ear and he promised, “You
will when I’m done with you.” He picked her up and headed to the
bed, the possessive thunder of man claiming a woman rumbling within
him.
    “When you’re done with me?” she
challenged, clinging to him. “When I’m done with you is more like
it.”
    His muscles tensed and heated with
the erotic challenge. Blake realized right then what he’d been
missing, what he needed. Just being in control wasn’t enough. He
liked the challenge, the sweetness of winning the battle to get
Kara to submit to him. With everyone else, it had been easy to
command them, practically mindless control. With Kara, nothing was
easy, but it was good. Real damn good.
    He set her down at the foot of her
bed, his gaze flickering over the feminine blankets, his mind
imagining her naked beneath them, naked beneath him. His hands settled on her
shoulders and he pinned her in a stare. “If you thought you’d
seduce me into foolishness like you did back in Denver, you
underestimated me.”
    “I didn’t seduce you,” she
objected. “I—”
    He turned her to the bed, a sound
of surprise sliding from her lips. Immediately, he shackled her
legs with his and tugged her jacket down her arms, determined to
get her in that naked state he was fantasizing about as quickly as
possible. The instant her jacket was gone, she tried to turn. He
didn’t let her, lifting her shirt up and then quickly unhooking her
bra.
    Before she even knew what had
happened, he’d tugged her back against him, his hands cupping her
breasts, his mouth pressed to her ear. “Tonight, I own you,” he
murmured, and he couldn’t believe how much he wanted that, how much
he wanted her.
    “Never,” she declared, but the
hoarseness of her voice told a different story. She was already
sinking into the confines of desire and need, where he intended to
immerse her. Where he intended to join her.
    Blake plucked at her nipples,
scraping his teeth over her earlobe. “We’ll see, won’t
we?”
    “Yes,” she agreed breathlessly. “I
guess we will.”
    “Get on the bed.”
    “No.”
    He smiled into the soft floral halo
of her hair, the silky strands tickling his cheek, and pressed her
forward until