Wicked Ties 1 by Black Shayla

Author:Black, Shayla [Black, Shayla]
Language: eng
Format: mobi
Tags: Romance, Erotica, Fiction
ISBN: 9781101043929
Publisher: Penguin
Published: 2007-01-02T08:00:00+00:00

MORGAN stood still, trembling. The door to Jack’s most private room stood open not two feet away. She was curious about what he had in there. God knew she was.

Yet she hesitated.

Did she want to know those secrets? Really want to know? Having the knowledge would haunt her, change her. Would knowing exactly what he did within these four walls make him and the sexuality he could give her more objectionable?

Or more seductive?

Shaking away her thoughts, Morgan knew the clock was ticking. Jack would come back in less than fifteen minutes. If she was still standing in his lair . . . he’d take that as an unequivocal yes—to anything, everything. The only boundaries between them would be his own, coupled with the limits of his imagination.

In other words, there would be no limits.

Morgan swallowed against a flush of heat. Regardless of whether the room and its contents made her more afraid or less, she had to see, and not just out of curiosity. Labeling her emotions mere journalistic or feminine interest was too simple.

Morgan had to see that room because it would tell her about the alluring, mysterious conundrum named Jack.

Drawing in a shaky breath, she took a tentative step toward the red light in the corner that drew her like a siren.

One foot forward. Yes. Then the other. Repeat the process.

Sheer nerve kept her moving, coaching herself with each step. Finally, she stood at the door and opened her eyes. She hadn’t even realized she’d closed them.

Air tumbled out of her as her jaw dropped. Shock pounded her as she stared.

The question wasn’t what did Jack have in here. The question was what didn’t he have. Just from the doorway, she first saw something that, with two horizontal bars about two feet apart, looked a bit like a standing towel rack. But given the wrist and ankle cuffs attached to each bar, those lowest to the ground fairly far apart, Morgan knew better. Had he stood a woman in that spot, restrained her with legs spread and . . . Finishing the picture disturbed Morgan too much.

She put herself in the picture instead. And instantly, fresh moisture seeped from her sex.

Did she honestly like the thought of being restrained and toyed with? Of being locked in place, helpless to do anything but take the pleasure or pain Jack gave her?

Yes.

“No,” she whispered, squeezing her eyes shut against a moment’s rush of desire.

But it was too late.

Turning away, Morgan spied another table positioned like the crown jewel right in the center of the room. Wide enough to accommodate someone supine, metal cuffs had been welded on each side at the top, center, and end. Most unexpectedly, another set of manacles faced outward like giant pinchers from the bottom of the table’s legs, close to the ground. She didn’t need a degree in aerodynamics to see the table was designed so he could lay a woman flat, immobile, and spread wide. Or bent over the table with legs and arms restrained.

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