Mystery Date by Crystal Green

Author:Crystal Green
Language: eng
Format: epub, mobi
Publisher: Harlequin
Published: 2013-09-19T04:00:00+00:00

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WITH THE WATER fluttering at her skin and the blindfold over her eyes again, Leigh was caught in his net, drowning in his sensual suggestions, lost in the erotic darkness he brought her every time he blindfolded her.... However you said it, she was a goner.

“Were you keeping an eye on me from the house?” she asked.

“Would it make you even wetter if I said yes?”

She was already there, her clit stiff and beating.

“And what would you tell me,” he said, his mouth close to her ear, “if I wanted to film you this time?”

Leigh didn’t know what to say for a moment. She was filmed all the time for her show, but this wasn’t remotely the same. He wanted her naked on film, recorded for the ages. Her common sense told her no, but she was far, far beyond that.

She said, “Why would you want to do that?”

“Why would any man?” He laughed, disturbing the stray wisps of hair by her ears with his soft breath. “Looking at you makes me crazy, Leigh, and to look at you again and again while you’re coming? That makes me even crazier.”

This was crazy. Then again, it wasn’t. Maybe this was how she should’ve been all along—insanely deviant, deliriously craving him.

“Yes,” she said, just as she always said to him. She wasn’t even sure where she would draw the line anymore, because she loved the thought of making him happy. It made her happy, too. If there was ever a time when it didn’t...then she would draw that line, but not before.

His hand tightened on her, and she wished she could see his face. But all she could do was imagine dark hair and hungry brown eyes.

Then he left her for a moment. He was setting up the recording device—a smartphone? A tablet? A digital camera? Whatever it was, she was about to be the star.

Number one in his world for this short time.

Even as that thought made her heart sink again—why, when leaving him was inevitable?—her ears picked up another sound.

Something being poured into the water?

When she smelled flowers—bubble bath?—and then felt a foamy cloud brush by her, she knew she was right.

“I said I wanted to pamper you,” he whispered, his lips next to her ear again. “How about a little of this?”

She felt something soft and cushiony on her shoulder, and she pictured everything: his big hands holding a pink sponge; his nails, blunt and smooth as he gripped it; his skin, tanned. He still smelled like leather, and it made her senses tilt.

He took his time with her, bathing her neck as she leaned her head back. Wiping over her upper chest as she relaxed to the sound of water trickling from the sponge. Rivulets streamed down her skin, tickling her.

“Found a dirty spot,” he said, going lower, slipping the sponge below the curve of her naked breast.

She reared up at the contact, her nipple pebbling painfully. “I think all of me is a dirty spot around you.

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