Beneath These Chains by Meghan March

Author:Meghan March [March, Meghan]
Language: eng
Format: epub, mobi
Tags: Romance, Fiction
Publisher: Meghan March LLC
Published: 2015-06-14T16:00:00+00:00

I wanted to kiss the cute little pout off her face. I couldn’t help it.

“I’ve never met a woman so put out that she didn’t get to suck dick. If I didn’t already want to tie you to my bed and never let you leave, you’d be straight fucked right now.”

She threw an angry glance at me from the passenger side of the ’Cuda where she had her arms crossed and pushing up those perfect tits. “What kind of guy doesn’t want a blow job? Seriously?”

“You ever heard anticipation makes things sweeter? I’ve already gotten so much fucking sweetness from you this morning, I want to save a little for later.”

Elle huffed and it just made me smile wider. We were headed to the appointment I had scheduled with a guy who had a collection of antiques I couldn’t pass up the chance to see. Might make me a pervert, but in this town, what he wanted to sell could actually turn a nice profit.

“For the record, if you tried to make me wait for oral sex, I’d be tempted to kill someone.”

“Then it’s a good thing you got yours.”

Her pout turned to a mischievous grin. “You’re just waiting to get head at work, aren’t you?”

The vision of lying back on the couch in my office while Elle knelt above me and took my cock deep in her throat sounded like a damn good plan. My dick jumped to salute the idea.

I turned into the parking lot of the condo complex where the appointment was set, and thought about something else so I didn’t meet a potential seller with a raging hard-on.

“You want to come up or wait in the car?”

Elle’s eyes cut to mine. “After your cryptic comments about what this guy has? You think I’m really going to sit here and wonder what you’re looking at?”

“Then come on.” I pushed open my door and climbed out. I grabbed Elle’s hand when she shut her door and led her up the exterior stairs to 3A. I knocked on the door and we waited for a minute or so until Barry Schmidt answered.

“Good. Good. Glad you’re here. Did you have any trouble finding the place?” the rotund man with a shiny bald head asked.

“I’m pretty sure there’s not a place in this town I couldn’t find.”

“Good. Good. Come in. Let’s have you get a look at my collection.”

“Lead the way.”

Elle glanced at me before we headed inside. What the hell is it? she mouthed.

Curious little cat would just have to wait.

“I bought the entire lot when the museum was going under, and I always intended to do something with them, but never got around to it.” Barry led the way to a large library and waved his arm at the ten-foot high shelves lining the walls. “So here it is.”

Elle’s brow wrinkled in confusion. That didn’t surprise me. It wouldn’t be immediately apparent that she was standing in what Barry claimed was the world’s largest collection of antique books on sex.

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