Training Her Curves - Dallas (A BBW Billionaire Domination and Submission Romance) by Christa Wick

Author:Christa Wick [Wick, Christa]
Language: eng
Format: epub, mobi
Publisher: Christa Wick
Published: 2014-11-27T23:00:00+00:00

Jake

An angry, blond-haired breeze blew into Riona's studio with two mugs of fresh coffee. She slammed one down in front of me then took a seat. After an almost solid thirty-six hours of no sleep, I needed the coffee. What I didn't need was the torrent of questions Marjolein was about to unleash.

"So, what the fuck happened?" she asked.

I rubbed at my eyes, my thoughts momentarily averted from the hunt that had occupied me since waking the day before and finding Alexa gone. The walls of my chest started to squeeze around my heart and lungs at just the thought of her. I rubbed my eyes again and reached for the mug.

Jo-Jo slid the coffee away from me. For a second, I glowered at her, thinking that she had become a little too feisty from all the time these last two months that she had spent around Riona and...

Before I could think of Alexa's name again, the pressure in my chest multiplied. Air wheezed past my lungs and I felt like I couldn't draw another breath. I needed the coffee to stay awake and find Alexa. To get the coffee, I had to talk about Alexa with Marjolein. Only, I didn't want to talk about my runaway lover until I had found her, tied her up, and then thoroughly spanked and fucked her into submission.

"Fine," I acquiesced as I rubbed at my eyes for a third time in as many minutes. "After talking things through a bit at Lorne's guesthouse, Alexa wanted a very specific intimacy..."

I had wanted it, too, every bit as hard. Pulling away from her had been pure hell, but I thought it was the right thing to do.

Pushing the mug at me, Jo-Jo didn't smile. If anything, she looked more pissed than when she had barged in. "And you didn't shout 'Hell yeah and pass the lube' because...let me guess, you're an idiot?"

Swiping a thumb across my bottom lip to erase a drop of coffee, I felt the rough brush of facial hair. I hadn't shaved since the morning before Alexa disappeared. My appetite had disappeared and so had my ability to sleep.

I hated to admit it, but I wasn't handling Alexa leaving me even half as well as Dylan had dealt with Jo-Jo vanishing two months before. Of course, the two women were markedly different. Marjolein had a support network of family and friends. Alexa had practically been on her own since the day she was born. And only one of the women traveled under a fake ID with rabid packs of paparazzi stalking the airports in search of her.

"So you concede you're an idiot," Marjolein poked after I fell silent.

I drew a slow breath in, doubtful that confession really was good for the soul but knowing that the sooner I answered Jo-Jo's questions, the sooner I would have her back at her computer running down any leads Mishka needed help on.

"From day one," I began, "I leveraged Alexa's obvious vulnerability. I did so without knowing its source.

Download

Copyright Disclaimer:
This site does not store any files on its server. We only index and link to content provided by other sites. Please contact the content providers to delete copyright contents if any and email us, we'll remove relevant links or contents immediately.