Anything He Wants: Castaway #3 (Anything He Wants 8) by Fawkes Sara

Author:Fawkes, Sara [Fawkes, Sara]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: erotic romance, Erotica, contemporary romance, romantic suspense, erotic suspense, contemporary romantic suspense, dominated by the billionaire, anything he wants, anything he wants 8, sara fawkes, billionaire romance, anything he wants castaway
Publisher: Fawkesfire
Published: 2013-07-17T14:00:00+00:00

Chapter 13

It was close to the middle of the night when we finally stopped in front of a stone house. Rain had started to drizzle on the car at some point, but I’d been curled on the seat, passed out with my head in Jeremiah’s lap. As I came back to consciousness, I noticed he laid his jacket over me. I appreciated the warmth and nuzzled his leg as our driver got out and went into the large house.

Jeremiah’s crotch was just above my face. My brain still sleep befuddled, I reached out and stroked the bulge through the trousers. I felt his thigh muscles clench beneath me as Jeremiah let out a quick breath, but otherwise he didn’t move. Under my hand he quickly grew, and I massaged his hard length with the heel of my hand.

Fingers clamped down on my wrist like a vise, holding me in place. I turned my head up to see Jeremiah staring down at me, his green eyes glinting in the faint light. Shame coursed through me and I rolled upright, trying to scoot away, but Jeremiah kept his hold on my wrist. “Let me go.”

“Lucy...”

Beside me, the door opened, letting in a rush of chill air. I turned to see one of the agents, and felt the grip around my wrist lessen. Tearing my hand free, I quickly exited the car, moving sideways as Jeremiah followed. He didn’t approach me however, and I realized when I saw his white shirt that I still wore his coat.

“This way,” one of the other guards said, his British accent thick, and I followed him around the entrance as our cab drove away. A fog had seeped over the countryside, and the air remained wet and chilled. Despite myself, I burrowed into the coat, wrapping it around me to block out the cold. It smelled of Jeremiah, who trailed behind me, and my hands clenched around the thick fabric.

As we moved around the house, I realized it wasn’t actually a home but a bed and breakfast. The open lot that I assumed was meant for parking was deserted; we seemed to be the only guests.

“We stay here for the night and move again tomorrow,” the young blonde agent told us, stopping in front of a green door. He knocked three times, then the door opened and another heavyset agent with dark hair stepped out. The other agent nodded, and the younger agent motioned us toward the door. “Through here.”

The entryway led into a short hallway with rooms on either side. “These are your rooms for the night.”

I turned the knob to the one closest to me and peeked inside. A small lamp was already lit, highlighting the floral wallpaper lining the walls. It was quaint, enough room for a queen bed and a dresser. The bathroom was at the end of the hall, apparently to be shared between our rooms.

“Get some sleep, we’ll be heading out at first light.”

“Where are we going?” Jeremiah asked. I turned back to see the frown on his brow.

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