Masterful 3 (An Erotic Dark Romance) by Joren Jesse

Author:Joren, Jesse [Joren, Jesse]
Language: eng
Format: azw3
Publisher: KCK Communications, Inc.
Published: 2016-05-12T04:00:00+00:00

Chapter Thirty-One

When we got back to Atlanta that evening, Hex drove straight to a private airstrip near Hartsfield. A small jet was waiting for us, sleek and purring like a kitten. La Cerise was stenciled onto the side in red script.

"The Cherry?" I asked under my breath as the pilot made his way down the stairs.

"In honor of our online life," Hex said, taking my hand. "Eva, this is Marco."

Marco was tall and rangy, with curling black hair and sharp blue eyes. He shook my hand and looked at me with a hint of flirtatiousness.

"Nice to meet you, Eva. Stephen has good taste in more than planes, I see."

The inside of the jet was a dream of dark, polished teak and creamy leather seats. There were seats for about fifteen people, and down a short hallway I saw the glimmer of what looked like a stainless steel kitchen.

"There's a bedroom and bath further back," Hex explained as he settled me into a window seat.

"I'm surprised you're not up front telling Marco how to fly the plane."

"I could if I had to," he agreed, stealing a sip of the mint tea he'd poured for me. "Let's hope it doesn’t come to that."

In only a few minutes we were roaring down the runway, and Atlanta fell behind us as we jetted to the northeast. It wasn't long before I saw a glow that Hex said was the start of the Eastern seaboard.

The view was spectacular, but it wasn't because of the fairyland of lights. Hex was hard not to look at, sitting cool and casual in the deep leather seat across from me.

I'd always wanted to visit Paris. Even my wildest fantasies, I'd never imagined it would be aboard a private jet with a man like Hex.

Especially not for the reason we were making this trip.

He pulled out something I recognized as The Book of Eva, Volume 2. A page was turned down, and he opened the book to that spot.

"Read it to me," he said. "I want to make sure you fully understand what's going to happen when we get to Paris."

My cheeks burned, but I bent over the book. Once I had admitted to Hex that this was the fantasy we should act out next, I had read this passage over and over again.

Reading out loud and under that silvery gaze was something different than reading alone. Phrases of what I'd shared rose up with heat from the pages.

I want to be auctioned as a slave for a night. Treated like an object. Stripped naked and made to walk in front of others. Bought like property. Used all night with no limits. Whatever you want.

My voice was breathless when I finished. I risked a glance at Hex, and he was looking at me without expression.

"Again," he said.

My voice was more steady the second time around. Even so, a sweet, stinging ache began to accumulate between my thighs.

He took the book from my hand, closing it and setting it aside. "Do you have any doubts that you'll be safe?" he asked.

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