Caught Up In You 4: The Point of No Return (Edgeplay) by Jenna McCormick

Author:Jenna McCormick [McCormick, Jenna]
Language: eng
Format: mobi, epub
Publisher: Captiva Heart
Published: 2012-11-30T23:00:00+00:00

Chapter Five

When I wake, Connor looms in the doorway, in the way only a big, sexy man can possibly do. His expression is bland, but the rigid set of his shoulders gives away his true mood. With his arms crossed over his broad chest, revealing the muscles in his forearms I shiver, thinking of his strength, his power.

And that’s before I remember the butt plug.

“Did your little performance wear you out?” His voice is rough, almost abrasive and it streaks along my nerves in such a way to unsettle me.

He’s not taking this in the spirit I intended it. “I just thought—”

“Did you think? I was at dinner, Baily. With a Senator for God’s sake.”

Crap. “I’m sure he’s got worse on his phone. Isn’t that a prerequisite?”

His arms fall to his side. “Do you think this is funny? Do you have any idea what happened? I switched over, right there in the middle of a crowded restaurant.”

My lips part as I take his meaning. No wonder he looks so dangerous. I woke the sleeping Dom.

He closes in, leaning down over me, trapping me between those sexy forearms. “And now you have to deal with me.

I scramble backwards, but there’s only so far I can go. “I’m sorry, but how was I to know that would happen? I thought you were on your way back already, that you’d like it.” There’s a little wiggle in my voice, my insecurities rearing back to life. What had I been thinking in making that video? It seemed like a good idea at the time is a really lame response when confront with an angry bear of a man who may or may not eat me alive.

“Like is too mild a word.” His blazing blue eyes trace over me. “Let me see it.”

“Connor.” I try but he claps a hand over my mouth.

“There are two acceptable answers. Use your safeword, or say Yes, Sir and comply.” The ice in his blue eyes tells me he’s dead serious.

My whole body is shaking, whether from fear or anticipation I don’t know. I’d done this, tripped his trigger and now I need to deal with the fallout.

It’s tight quarters between his arms, but he isn’t giving an inch. I navigate myself onto my belly, then tuck my knees up, raising my ass higher in the air. He doesn’t wait for me to part my flesh, just does it himself without a word.

Humiliation burns through me as he circles the object stretching my opening with a fingertip. The snap of a plastic lid makes me jump. “What are you doing?”

His open palm smacks against my backside. I yelp, startled and he swats me again. He isn’t taking it easy on me and every instinct I have is screaming at me to wiggle away and protect myself from his wrath.

But I know this Connor, understand how his mind works. I crossed a line and he has to punish me for it to set things right. In some ways, he’s so much simpler to deal with than the Connor who left me.

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