His to Take, Book 1 by Charlotte Byrd

Author:Charlotte Byrd
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Byrd Books

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When the mask come off…

After Mr. Black pulls out of me without letting me get off, I feel angry. Really angry. Who the hell does he think he is? Why the fuck is he toying with me? He might have paid for me for the night, but that doesn’t mean anything. I’m a free woman and he has no right to do this to me.

“What the fuck are you doing?” I ask. I must’ve caught him off guard, because he doesn’t respond for a few moments. I wish my arms weren’t tied up anymore, so I could take off this damn mask.

“Excuse me?” he asks. The tone of his voice changes. It drops about an octave.

“Why didn’t you let me get off?” I ask.

“Because…this is just the beginning.”

“Or maybe it’s the end,” I say. I’m sulking. Upset. I guess this is what men refer to as blue balls, because I’m livid. My cheeks are actually burning with anger.

He leans over me. I cower away from him. Get the fuck away from me you asshole, I want to say. But when he takes the tie from my mouth and takes off my blindfold, I’m glad that I kept my mouth shut.

The lights in the room have been dimmed, making the place look like it has been lit up by candlelight. When my eyes focus on Mr. Black, I’m taken a little bit aback. I don't know what I was expecting, but for some reason I thought that he might be wearing some leather. Being tied up isn’t full on bondage, of course, but he was clearly into it and isn’t that what BDSM is about? From what I’ve seen on the internet, the dress code seems to be quite important to the community.

But Mr. Black is dressed in an impeccably tailored suit. I wouldn’t be surprised if it cost a couple of grand and was by some sort of fancy designer. It’s dark-gray and the pants are tailored with a snug fit that accentuates his lean muscular legs. He is tall and broad-shouldered and I immediately try to imagine him in the nude. What does he look like under all those clothes? My eyes slowly drift up to his face.

“Are you going to untie me?” I ask.

He smiles out of the corner of his mouth.

“You’re kind of a feisty one, aren’t you?”

“Listen, I may have signed a contract to anything sexually, but you clearly didn’t want to finish what you started. So that part is over…for now.”

Who is this talking? Are these my words coming out of my mind? There is something about being tied up that’s making me incredibly confident. And cocky. Usually, I’m the girl who is cowering in the corner, but now I feel like I am the most powerful woman in the world.

“So, are you going to untie me?” I ask again. This time, I use an even more forceful voice.

As Mr. Black glides over to the bed - he does not walk like normal men, no, he glides - I glance into his impossibly blue-green eyes.

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