Purr Scent I: The Meeting (Purr Billionaire BDSM Trio, #1) by Jacintha Topaz

Author:Jacintha Topaz
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: bdsm, erotica, menage, lgbt, bisexual, mff, billionaire, romance, domination, dominant, submissive, kink, bondage, fetish, spanking
Publisher: Jacintha Topaz
Published: 2014-04-28T04:00:00+00:00

Chapter Four

Clark tightened his jaw. What did he expect? That he could break through her defenses by having her break down like this? That he could woo Mariah by cuffing her to her desk and having her want him?

Correction: she did want him—their feelings were mutual. Their bodies did not lie. He only acted upon the feelings for both of them, though, and clearly she was lashing out now. What convenient timing that she had lashed out now when his cock had just exited her opening.

She was angry alright, but she was also hurting. The tears were proof of that.

More tears spilled over her warm cheeks. Before she could wipe them away herself, he thumbed away one rivulet and licked the other trail. He capped it with a kiss to her temple and a nip to the ear that sent a pleasing shudder through her.

“Mariah,” he murmured, worshipping her with a breathy kiss past her collarbone to the hollow of her throat. “You're precious.”

She started sobbing, chest heaving against his. She pushed him away. “Let me go.”

Clark straightened and looked into her watery sky blue eyes. Baby blue. Yes, Baby Mine. “Let me hold you until you feel whole again.”

Without waiting for her response, he embraced her in a firm hug. Having her seated on his thighs, his nose came up to her chin and he grew heady breathing her scent. Tropical with a hint of lime.

He felt every heave of her crumbling wall. Yes, he had accomplished his objective to fuck her brains out, but was it worth it? He knew she was strong, but would this make her stronger? Make them stronger? He was here after all, to help her build a different wall, perhaps one that held him in instead of one that left him out. He wanted this, he wanted “us”—a future together.

As Mariah's sobs morphed to sniffles, Clark discarded the condom. Then he brought out a handkerchief to wipe her cheeks and her nose.

She suddenly paused, eyes wide. “That's mine,” she whispered.

“Yes,” he affirmed. “It fell from your pocket that first meeting. I took my time to pick up my files and swooped in to get it as soon as everyone left the boardroom.”

The plain white handkerchief bore the monogram MJO which, according to the background check he ordered, stood for Mariah Janiece Olsen

Her baby blues darted up to him. “Why?”

“I've wanted you since the first time I laid eyes on you—ever since I saw your picture in the news announcing you as the new CEO,” Clark said. “I don't know what came over me. I just had to have you. This handkerchief was the closest thing I could have that touched your skin.”

All cried out and stunned, she shook her head. “I can scarcely believe this!”

“That I've had my sights on you for two years now?”

Her expression hardened. “This isn't how you court a woman,” she seethed.

“I'm not courting. I'm here to please.”

“By imprisoning me and bringing out the slut in me?”

Clark grimaced. “There's nothing wrong with a woman taking her pleasure.

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