The Boss: Manhattan Records by Parker M. S

Author:Parker, M. S.
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Belmonte Publishing, LLC
Published: 2019-08-25T00:00:00+00:00

Twenty-Four

Nate

I couldn’t quit staring at that stupid sock. I hadn’t realized that I’d accidentally stolen the snitch sock I’d used to blindfold her until I’d already gotten home and headed for the shower. When I’d taken off my pants, I’d seen there was something in the pocket. That something happened to be one knee-high dark green sock with a ball from a fictional game on it.

I picked it up as I moved to my library. The room wasn’t massive, but I’d filled it, floor to ceiling, with bookcases. I had some leather-bound classics and first editions that I didn’t read, but most of the books here were ones I loved. I knew I didn’t come across as a reader, and I did little to dispel that notion. I had a reputation that allowed me to get done the things I needed to get done. The fact that my reader copies of a certain British series about a wizard were dog-eared and worn would do more harm to my reputation than good.

The only two chairs in the room were plush and comfortable, bought specifically for this room, for me to sit in when I wanted to read. I’d never liked reading in bed. While my bedroom was personal space, this place was my sanctuary.

I selected another one of my favorites and took a seat. T.S. Eliot’s The Wasteland. I’d had to read it in college, and I’d been surprised at how much I’d liked the poetry. I’d gotten into the habit of reading it every year, even though I had most of it memorized.

Except I couldn’t lose myself in it as I had so many times before.

It was that damn sock. I told myself not to carry it around like some kid with a stuffed animal, but every time I put it down, I found myself picking it back up, remembering what I’d used its twin for last night.

What had I been thinking? Going to Ashlee’s place and having sex with her hadn’t been part of my plan for yesterday. Tying her up with those ridiculous socks of hers. Taking her so hard that my own muscles were feeling it today.

When I’d left her yesterday, I’d tried telling myself that the oval bruises on her hips couldn’t be from the first time we’d been together, but I’d known them for what they were. I’d held her too tight, too close. And then I’d done it again. Been too rough and taken things too far.

Except…she hadn’t asked me to stop, either specifically or with her safe word. I’d been with plenty of women over the years, and I liked to think that I knew when they enjoyed themselves. Unless I was losing my touch, Ashlee had liked what we’d done, rough as it was.

And I couldn’t quit wishing for more.

I’d read the same page three times before I set the book aside. It was a little after noon right now, which meant it was far too early for me to go back to Ashlee’s or to ask her to come to me.

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