Taken by Him (Club V Book 3) by SR Jones & Skye Jones

Author:SR Jones & Skye Jones [Jones, SR]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2022-09-29T16:00:00+00:00

Chapter 12

Aurora

Whitby was a blast. I loved every moment of it, and being amongst people again felt so normal. With Maxim by my side, I felt safe. I noticed all the looks he got, from both women and men. The men would glance at him, look intimidated, and glance again. Sometimes they looked to their women to see if they were noticing. The women stared at him, and wow, but people talk about the male gaze and how men stare at women. Those women were eating Maxim alive with their eyes. Running them up and down his body.

It didn’t bother me or make me jealous because he’s with me.

After he talked with his brother, though, something changed. He became quiet, pensive almost. It carried on into the evening, and for the first time, we didn’t have sex. To be fair, we were both shattered, but it felt odd. This morning when I awoke, he was already up, and I found him chopping some wood for the burner even though we do not need the wood burner at this time of year.

Not that I’m complaining. The sight of Maxim shirtless, swinging an axe is seared into my brain, but I feel like he’s slipped away from me a little. His brain is in planning and plotting mode. I get it. He needs to consider our next steps and keep us both safe, but I miss the closeness we’ve shared ever since we ran away together.

Now, he’s taking a shower, and I’ve had an idea. A dangerous and slightly insane idea, but one that’s itching away under my skin, nevertheless.

I want to get close to him again. More than before, though. I have the distinct feeling that Maxim is hiding part of himself from me. He is always telling me, “Don’t do that, Aurora, don’t sugarcoat it, or school yourself; be authentic.” Or words to that effect. But he’s schooling himself. In bed most definitely. There’s a control to him, and I want to break it.

The thought scares me a little, but it excites me a lot more. Maxim is a piece of art. A perfect male machine, and I want to test that machine out. Take it for a proper joyride. To do so, I need to break past this barrier he has where he seems to believe I need to be treated with kid gloves.

As he showers, I sneak into my room and take out the lacy white maxi dress I purchased in the supermarket. It’s not my usual style at all. It is cotton, with cap sleeves, and buttons down the middle. It gathers in at the waist and then flows down to just above my ankles. The sleeves, collar, and hem are enhanced with a lace pattern.

It’s innocent but also strangely seductive. It’s a dress made for ripping from someone. Buttons flying all over as the man chasing you gets tired of trying to undo them. Or perhaps, it’s a dress made for simply lifting up as the man takes what he wants.

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