Beau,
I know you’ve had a rough couple of years, and although I’ve never mentioned it, I’ve always known why. I am also aware you’ve had trouble sleeping for a little while so I wanted you to try out the comfy new bed I’ve placed in my studio. I said I wanted your opinion on the room for the pictures we are taking tomorrow, and I do, but you owe me a favor and I’m calling it in now. One night in my studio. You can’t leave unless there’s a true emergency. I’ll be back to unlock the door around 9am. You have nothing planned except the photo shoot, and that’s not until 4pm. So you can relax and enjoy your evening. You’re welcome.
True
ps. There are wings and other goodies in the kitchen.
He was welcome? For fucking what? He walked into the studio now wanting to blow out the candles before he was in a fire while locked in here.
He’d rounded the corner and entered the door, he’d watched open before True left. It was useless to mutter under his breath, but he did it anyway, just because he damn well could. True had all the lights on a remote control he would have to freaking find in a room that was probably as cluttered as she usually had everything. He could just go around blowing out all the candles, but then he’d be in the dark in this big ass room that had no windows. He’d probably break all kinds of shit just trying to find the bed.
Irritated. That’s what he was.
What kind of payback was this? Anytime True needed something, he would do it with no questions, but when he needed someone to drive with him to the bartender competition last year they’d had to leave at 4:30 am and they were gone for 3 days. She didn’t mind the competition but waking up before five in the morning was something she said no artist should have to do and then she said he owed her. No problem. It wasn’t like he didn’t do whatever she wanted in the first place. All of the Haught brothers thought the world of her and if someone couldn’t help her one of the other brothers would have jumped in. He didn’t think she’d have asked him to miss the best part of his brother’s bachelor party for a solitary night in a room created to make a guy think sexy thoughts with a box of his ex-fiancée’s…er…ex-girlfriend’s lingerie.
“True? Have mercy. That took forever. Are you ready now?” The voice came from the center of the room, and it hit him like a physical punch. He hoped it was that Adios Motherfucker he drank, because the voice that he let himself remember as he stroked his cock at night seemed to be filling his ears at this moment. That just wasn’t possible.
He turned his head slowly, wishing with all his heart that what he thought was happening was actually happening, and hoping almost as hard that it wasn’t. Adjusting his eyes in the dim room was difficult, but when his focus sharpened he could barely recall how to breathe because sitting on the bed like his very favorite wet dream was the woman who owned him heart and soul. She had on pink boy shorts, and a…was that? His white linen shirt. Damn. Here sat the woman he gave up so she could globe trot around the world and make her dreams—dreams she was going to give up if he’d have allowed it—come true. The breath he was holding was starting to burn. When he finally exhaled it was so loud in the quiet room it sounded like dust should have been expelled with it.
“Karessa?” His voice sounded like he’d not talked in ages. This wasn’t how he thought their first meeting would go. He thought he’d be able to see her, say a few things, and then move to a neutral corner of the room away from her. True, Gemmi and Camden had all told him they weren’t sure if she’d be able to come to the wedding, but the women of the bridal party were so excited to get lingerie that Karessa had made exclusively for this event. She’d made it just for Camden and his bride…even named it The Haught Line. Not that Beau had asked because when it came to this woman he’d never asked any questions. The info he’d received about her was from the media or came unsolicited from friends and family. He didn’t feel like he really deserved any intel, but that didn’t stop him from soaking up every piece of Karessa information that someone spilled.
“Beau?” She turned her head this way and that. It was then he noticed she was blindfolded. He walked over to the bed to find her hands tied behind her back and attached to the headboard. What the hell was going on?
“Yes, it’s me.”
“One hundred percent,” she said loudly, and the lights of the room came up full blast.
“Let me guess. True has the lights set to voice control now?” Beau looked at Karessa in the full light and held back the groan that felt like it was fighting to get out. “Why are you tied up and blindfolded?”
“True told me she had an idea for the last few pictures. She tied me up and told me to wait right here. It seems like I’ve been here forever.” She giggled. He remembered how she’d always done that when she was really nervous. He’d seen the sleek, confident woman on television for the last few years and almost forgot she had one of the cutest nervous habits he’d ever witnessed.
“It looks as if True has pulled a fast one on us both. She locked us in here with snacks and said she’d be back tomorrow morning.” Beau just stood there drinking in her beauty and hoping he’d be able to get through this without embarrassing both of them.
She gasped and his body tightened at that sound. That was the exact same noise she made when he entered her and his cock lengthened and thickened like it hoped what usually followed that noise would happen again and again. She barely had on any clothing, and what she did have on was draped in a way that made him want a strong breeze to flow into the room.
“Could you untie me?” she said in a small voice that reminded him of how much she hated to ask anyone for anything.
He stared at her and wasn’t sure he could touch her and keep his composure. It was slipping fast. Her aroma filled the air, and she smelled as sweet as she always did.
Concentrate on the task at hand.
The way she was tied, there was no way untie her without wrapping his arms around her. “Fuck.” He really hadn’t meant to say that out loud, but he was just so off-kilter. He wouldn’t have thought the whole damsel-in-distress thing would have him so tied up in knots. That was his brother Camden’s deal. Before the man had met his fiancée. It had never been Beau’s thing. He liked independent woman who knew what they wanted and took it without abandon.
Karessa looked so beautiful as she sat and waited for him.
“I know. You’ll actually have to touch me.” She sounded slightly offended and after his outburst he could see why.
“Touching you has never been a problem I just…” What could he say? Touching your skin may be more than I can take? Looking at you laying there with your skin flushed pink and your breathing pattern a bit altered is making most of the blood that would normally fill my brain and allow it to function properly, now fill my cock? That information probably wouldn’t make this situation any better so he decided to keep it to himself.
“Yes, Beau.” Her breathy voice made his cock even harder.
He froze and hoped he could get his body to calm down. Beau cleared his throat to give him a minute to get his thoughts and words together. After a few seconds he realized that breathing in her scent and listening to her breathing wasn’t going to get him calm, no matter how long he tried to settle himself. Taking a deep breath, he tried to explain what he was doing. “I was just trying to figure out how to free you without molesting you too much.
“Don’t worry about what you have to touch to get the job done. I’ll give you a pass. This should be short work for you. You never had any problem setting me free.”
Too Haught – Haught Brothers Book 2
Releases 6/13/2018
https://www.amazon.com/dp/B07D8WXMN5
About the Author
LEELA LOU DAHLIN HAS loved reading for as long as she can remember and writing for just as long. Molding letters into words, words into chapters and chapters into spicy romances with a sidecar of sweet. An RN Case Manager with five wonderful children by day and writer by night, she enjoys meeting amazing characters an
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She also writes contemporary MM romance under the name LL Dahlin.
Other Books By Leela Lou Dahlin
One Last Fling
Rumor Has It
A Wish Granted
Club Kink Series
Flipping Her Switch Club Kink 1
All for Her Pleasure Club Kink 2
The Strength to Submit (Club Kink, #3)
Haught Brothers Series
A Haught Date
Too Haught – Releasing June 13, 2018
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