Bound, #3 by Shandi Boyes

Author:Shandi Boyes [Boyes, Shandi]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Shandi Boyes

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“You ready?”

The sultry grin on Marcus’s face amplifies when I run my hand down my dress, smoothing out the crinkles our impromptu romp on his desk caused to the satin material. “I’m not as put-together as I would have liked, but I guess it will have to do,” I reply, my tone hinting more for liveliness than annoyance.

Marcus's lusty eyes drink in my sexually flushed face before he turns them back to the clog of traffic surrounding us. The corners of his mouth curve higher when his tongue delves out to replenish his lips with moisture. Just from the way his eyes darken and the pleats in his trousers flare, I know he can still taste me on his mouth.

I rib him with my elbow, faking annoyance at his response. I’m not annoyed. Not in the slightest. Our time together in his office was so out of this world, my face is still showcasing its gratification two hours later. Even our hour and a half commute in peak-hour traffic couldn't dampen my heated cheeks and lust-crammed eyes. I look like a woman who is sexually sated—and rightfully so.

The past two weeks have been so unreal, I'm beginning to wonder if my attack in the alleyway did more damage to my brain than first perceived. Most of the time, it feels like I'm in a paradoxical universe, one where nothing but my utter happiness is the primary focus. The only thing keeping me grounded is my contradicting emotions. Like now, I've gone from reveling in the high of orgasmic bliss to being riddled with so many nerves my hands shake. What caused the sudden shift in my composure? Marcus pulling into the driveway of Global Ten Media.

“Are you sure you don’t want to drop me off a block or two over?” I offer, giving him the same suggestion I have five times the past hour. “Someone may recognize your car.”

Marcus pulls his car to the curb, stopping just out of the valet’s eyesight. “Our agreement was I either drive you to Global Ten or Brodie did.” His eyes roam over my flustered cheeks. “I’m glad you didn’t choose the latter as Brodie is a stickler for arriving early. If he had walked in on us, I would have had to fire him.”

I giggle. Although his words could be construed as snappy, his tone doesn’t allude to that. He is carefree Marcus right now, not Master Chains.

“Alright, then lets gets this over with,” I breathe out nervously.

Marcus gives my hand a gentle squeeze before he rolls his vehicle toward the valet. I jump out of my skin when the unexpected shrill of a cell phone buzzes into my ears. The screen in the console of the car displays his call is from Shian, so you can imagine my surprise when he hits the decline button to send her call straight to voicemail. My eyes drift between Marcus and his vibrating glove compartment when the silence rapidly encroaching us is interrupted by another cell phone.

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