Man For Me: A Man In Charge Novella by Laurelin Paige

Author:Laurelin Paige [Paige, Laurelin]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Laurelin Paige, Man in Charge, 1001 Dark Nights, contemporary, romance
Publisher: 1001 Dark Nights Press
Published: 2021-10-25T18:30:00+00:00

Chapter Nine

Brett kissed me as he walked me into the bedroom, my legs wrapped around his waist. Instead of taking me directly to his bed, he set me on the ground after we’d crossed the threshold and studied me, like he didn’t know what to do with me.

Or maybe he just didn’t know what to do with me first.

Based on the experience of last time, Brett didn’t seem to be one who lacked ideas when it came to fucking. Personally, I didn’t care what he did to me, as long as he did something.

Just when I feared he’d changed his mind, that this wasn’t a good idea after all (again), he scooped my hair off my shoulders with both hands, then grabbed it tightly in his fists. With a yank, my head fell back, exposing my throat.

I waited for his lips to find my skin there—his teeth to mark me like they had last time—but they never did. Roughly, he used both hands to drag me to the wall. There, he dropped my hair and brought his hands to my throat.

Lightly—then not so lightly—he squeezed.

My breath became shallow, from excitement as well as a constricted airway, and for the first time, I considered that Brett might want to do more than just sexy bad things to me. It was a thought I would never have believed possible before, when I suspected he had a crush, when he was the Nice Boy in my life.

When I hadn’t thought about him beyond friendship.

Now, the look in his eyes said that the feelings he’d withheld from me were much more complicated.

He might very well want to hurt me.

Honestly? I didn’t blame him.

I placed my palms against the wall behind me, a form of surrender. “Go ahead,” I said, my voice tight from his grip. “Whatever you want to do to me, I deserve it.”

His jaw twitched, and his eyes blazed, and his fingers pressed in the slightest bit harder at my neck. “Dammit, Edie, I could strangle you just for that.”

“For what?”

He shook his head in answer, then relaxing his grip and dropping one hand from my throat, he drew his fingers down my body—over one breast, past my bare stomach, over my pussy. The movement was purposefully light. Controlled rather than tentative. I could barely feel it through the layers of clothing—my crop top, my skirt, my panties—and I was convinced it was meant to drive me mad. I had to concentrate very hard not to buck my hips forward in an attempt to get the pressure I needed.

I was rewarded for the effort when he pushed his hand under the slit in my skirt and stroked me over the crotch of my panties, all the while, his hard gaze never leaving mine.

When I let out a shuddering whimper, he stepped closer to me and tightened his grasp around my neck. His expression seemed to be issuing me a silent dare, I just wasn’t quite sure what the dare was. To be silent? To not come? To not be turned on? To not be afraid?

Whatever the dare was, I’d lose.

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