Three to Play by Kris Cook

Three to Play by Kris Cook

Author:Kris Cook [Cook, Kris]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2010-09-27T14:58:15.437000+00:00


Chapter Nine

In her robe and slippers, Beth continued pacing as she’d been doing ever since Dustin and Clint left. She’d screwed up by letting the two hotshots into her bed. Now, Clint thought she’d only done it to keep her job, like she was some kind of whore.

She’d hoped that teasing them would keep them interested, but when they turned up the heat, she melted.

Oh God, how can I fix this?

She passed her wit’s end thirty minutes ago. A pounding on her door jerked her from her thoughts.

“Open the door, Beth.” Clint’s voiced boomed.

“Are you serious? At this hour?” Beth put her eye up to her peephole. His face came into view. He seemed to be staring directly at her through the tiny eyelet.

“Let me in, now.”

“Why should I? You made your point very clear.”

“Don’t make me bust it down. I will. You won’t like the punishment I’d give you for disobeying me.”

Beth’s mouth went dry, but her want grew.

She unlocked and opened the door.

“Come in, but only for a minute.”

“You like giving orders?” He carried a bag and a video camera. “That’s about to change.”

Her guilt rose in her throat. Had seeing her with Dustin enraged him? Could that have been the reason he’d lashed out so strongly?

This was first time she’d actually been alone with Clint since they met.

“So, why are you here?” The words came out sharper than she intended.

“Do you want to fight me, Beth? Give it all you’ve got.”

“What if I do want to fight you?”

He smiled. “You already know how that will end.”

“What’s with the camera?”

“You’ll find out soon enough.” He turned away from her toward the dining table.

“And the bag?”

Rather than answer, he sat the bag down, shielding its contents from her.

“Hey, what’s in that thing?”

“You really want to know?”

“Yes.”

Clint turned back around. He held something behind him. In a split second, he spun her so her back hit his front, pulling her arms toward him.

“What the hell, Clint?”

His large hand covered her mouth. Confusion slashed her logic to bits.

Beth felt something on her wrists. Clint handcuffed her. Panic scraped her insides raw.

“These are leather cuffs. They lock together. You won’t be able move your arms, so don’t try. No talking, unless I tell you to. Nod to let me know you understand.”

She nodded, her heart thumping full tilt.

“Beth, I know what you really need, and I will give you pleasure like you’ve never known before.”

His words ignited something inside her that caused her body to respond.

He untied her robe and slid it down to the handcuffs. She heard a snap. The feel of the leather left her wrists for a second, and her robe fell to the floor. He snapped the cuffs back together, restraining her again. The cold air hit her exposed skin, causing her to shiver violently.

With anyone else, this would’ve been torture, but not with Clint. She felt hunger and guilt. He must’ve come back because he’d sensed her wicked desire for this treatment earlier tonight.

Clint’s hand left her mouth.



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