The Token 3 (New Adult Dark Romance) by Eros Marata

Author:Eros, Marata [Eros, Marata]
Language: eng
Format: epub, mobi
Publisher: Tamara Rose Blodgett
Published: 2014-01-28T21:00:00+00:00

~ 7 ~

It's impossible to not look around in awe. I can't hide it, so I don't even try.

His is the finest home I've ever been in.

There are no walls, only floor-to-ceiling glass that looks out over Puget Sound. The challenge of catching the state ferry for a day trip to the hippie-filled Bainbridge Island is only a casual walk away.

The reclaimed walnut floors gleam as the tall ceilings rise to open ductwork in brushed stainless. A beautiful wide staircase appears to grow out of the floor. A harvest of antiquated brick walls close in around us, lending a warm intimacy to the space.

Mick watches me with a wary expression as I walk through his elegantly appointed smaller holding.

As though I'll bolt.

He knows me better than I think.

Mick trails behind me and sets my duffle on a low-slung, soft black leather couch that narrowly hugs the rough wall.

I stroll to the kitchen, where an island of black granite flows like sleek, sparkling oil. It runs underneath cabinets with a soap stone under- countertop sink, the deep bluish-slate perfectly picks up the midnight flecks within the dark sea of granite that surrounds it.

“You like it?” Mick asks, studying my face with tender intensity.

I nod and back away from the kitchen. My eyes sweep the high-end stainless appliances, and I spot a tea kettle. Pain cuts me as I recall the one that lies shattered on the floor of my apartment.

“Yes,” I answer, my finger running along his living room couch.

The couch is perfectly angled to see both the fireplace that bisects the large great room and the water of Puget Sound that appears like an ebony canvas through the acres of windows.

I face Mick, and there's a stillness in his body—as there is in mine. As though time has taken leave of the moment.

Then it breaks, and Mick strides to me.

I brace myself like a beach when a tidal wave threatens. I watch the water suck away until the only thing left is the wave that is Mick crashing against my body.

He moves in a rush of water as he flings his coat to the floor, his cufflinks scattering like platinum pebbles on the sand.

My hand grips the couch as he hits me at full speed. Both of his hands find my ass, his lips slam into mine, and we fall backward over the arm of the couch.

I cry out.

Not in fear, but terror.

Terror that what I want might finally happen.

That I'm not ready, not in control.

It's not on my terms.

Somehow, through a coincidence of circumstance, Mick has me where he wants me. My heart beats with lust for what he can do, with fear from how I feel.

Though I try to deny, deny, deny.

“Faren,” Mick says as we fall into the couch.

One of his feet hit the floor, stopping him from landing on top of me. His left hand hooks the back of my neck.

He presses himself into my center, and I groan, deepening the ache that he started with his touch and the desperate way he says my name.

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