'Dominated by the Librarian' (Male submission erotica) - The complete series by Jones Tara

Author:Jones, Tara [Jones, Tara]
Language: eng
Format: epub, mobi
Published: 2013-11-01T00:00:00+00:00

I instantly realized that I had been absolutely right. About ten feet from me stood a woman with her back to me, dressed all in black from head to toe.

So not the cleaning lady! I thought triumphantly.

My instincts had been right all along.

“Turn around,” I ordered. “And raise your hands so I can see them.”

She did as I told her and slowly turned to face me. I tried not to be distracted by the fact that the woman in front of me was unnervingly attractive. She had high cheekbones, slightly slanted almond-shaped eyes, and a curved nose that looked somewhat Slavic. Her skin was the colour of copper and didn’t match the rest of her looks, but it made her look strangely exotic.

She also looked perfectly lethal, in her black clothes with her dark hair in a tight braid that fell down her back. Despite wearing a black-hooded jumper and army trousers with leg pockets, it was impossible to miss how fit she was. She looked lean and strong, in a feminine way. She had the body of someone who did a lot of rock climbing in their spare time.

Or possibly some sort of violent martial art training, I added with a sinking feeling.

I made sure to keep my distance from her.

“Ah,” she said calmly. “Peter Thompson, I believe?”

She spoke with a slight Eastern European accent, which instantly made me think about Russian hit men.

“What? Wait… How do you know my name?” I blurted out before I could stop myself.

“Of course I know your name. I’m Miss Eleanor’s personal security agent,” she said and paused before she continued, “And I think I’m better armed than you, yes?”

She lowered her hands and revealed a shoulder holster that held a heavy-looking handgun with a brown grip.

It looked intimidating, to say the least.

“Oh,” I said.

To make things worse, I realized that what I had thought was the handle of a sharp and vicious Japanese kitchen knife turned out to be a blunt sharpening steel. Feeling more than a little bit stupid, I hastily returned it to its original place in the wooden set.

“So… Who are you then?” I asked hurriedly to cover up my mistake.

She frowned at me, “I told you, I’m Miss Eleanor’s security guard.”

“Yes, but what’s your name?” I tried again.

This conversation wasn’t going anywhere.

“Her name is Kithira Jurowski,” Eleanor said behind me and yawned. The cats had unfaithfully abandoned me and were now stroking their heads lovingly against Eleanor’s ankles as if they hadn’t seen her in days. She was wearing her black glasses and a white silk bathrobe over her nightshirt, the latter doing nothing to hide the sensual silhouette of her breasts and hips. “She’s my body guard, my secretary, and my personal assistant. Among other things.”

“I see,” I said, still feeling rather confused.

“She also makes breakfast in the mornings,” Eleanor added and I realized that the odd sounds I had heard were from the half-finished breakfast that stood on the kitchen counter.

“I was here yesterday evening, but

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