by Hannah Ford
If I did this, if I fucked him, there was no turning back.
On the street earlier, yes, it was dirty and out of character, but I didn’t know him then. Now I knew exactly who he was – someone I knew in a professional capacity, someone who was going to be a client, if not of mine, then at least of mine tangentially.
And he could have been a murderer.
I knew nothing about him, except that I’d let him fuck me in an alley, and I wanted him to fuck me again. I wanted him to bury his cock deep inside me, to explore every inch of my body the way he said he was going to.
The thought of him not doing that was almost unbearable.
He opened his bedroom door and laid me down on his huge bed. I sunk into the sheets, my breath coming in ragged gasps.
“Are you ready for this, Charlotte?” he asked me, pushing my hair back from my face. He kissed me tenderly, his body on top of mine.
“Yes,” I said. “Yes, I’m ready.”
He stood up and unbuttoned the top of his shirt, pulled his tie off and used it to tie my wrists to the bed.
His hands slid over my body, over my tits, my hips, my ass. His gaze never left mine.
I was totally his to do with what he pleased, naked and bound, totally helpless.
I held my breath and waited.
Noah
She was in over her head.
I wanted her more than I’d wanted any woman in my life.
But she wasn’t ready for me and the kind of demons that tormented my soul.
I should have left her alone.
But I just couldn’t help myself.
END OF BOOK ONE
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