Dark Demands - Taken for His Captive

by Nell Henderson

  As his mouth touched hers Gina felt the heat intensify and uttered a little involuntary moan of pleasure. At first he teased dancing his tongue seductively between her full lips, exploring, forcing her mouth a little wider and savouring the taste of her. Then hearing her moan again he took hold of both her arms and clamped them tight against the wall and kissed her hard and hungry. The way she reacted, responded gave Dark all the encouragement he needed. She might be all smart retorts and sarcasm but she wanted more and her body couldn’t hide it from him.

  “Good start, but needs further work,” he said pulling away from her and rubbing his thumb over her reddened mouth. “You need to try harder, like I said I’m not easy to impress, Gina. Do you want me to show you how?”

  Gina shook her head, what was this man doing to her? And what did he mean ‘show her how’?

  “Is this what I think it is, Mr Dark?” She questioned as reality hit. “Are you expecting me to sleep with you in return for that job?”

  “Did I say anything about sleeping with me, Gina,” he chuckled softly? “But we both know what’s going on here, don’t we?”

  Gina shivered, yes she did know the score, what he really meant was sex and lowering her gaze from his she felt herself blush scarlet at the full impact of his offer. Sex in exchange for a job. The idea was outrageous and he was so cool about it, he’d not batted so much as an eyelash when he’d put this to her. And what sort of an offer was that anyway? Well obviously a Matthew Dark sort of offer, she told herself as her face continued to glow scarlet. What on Earth was going on, she hadn’t blushed in years and now it had happened twice in one day and both times because of him.

  “My offer makes you blush with embarrassment, Gina,” he chuckled again while running an exploratory finger over the fine silk of the strap of her dress and making her far too jittery to speak. “But at least we understand one another,” he decided his fingers still dancing across her strap while his male brain calculated the most expedient way of removing the gown and how luscious that figure would look in the briefest of underwear. “All I need now is your answer, do you want to impress me some more or not?”

  Gina’s stomach was doing funny little flip over’s as he spoke. She could almost feel the heat radiating from those chocolate eyes as they raked over her shapely body again from head to toe.

  Fully aware how uncomfortable she was by both his offer and this study he blatantly settled his gaze on her cleavage. The bodice of the dress was cut deep and showed off the round swell of her large breasts to perfection. She was on display and he liked to look and if he had anything to do with it, he’d do much more than just look later. He raised a dark eyebrow and pushed her against the wall again before running a finger down her cheek and delicately rubbing her full, red lips with his thumb again.

  “Arousal suits you,” he whispered, his deep Scottish accent as sweet as a caress. “I’m flattered that my inspection causes such mayhem,” he purred gently. “I can see the need on your face and I can guess what turmoil is going on elsewhere in your body,” he added wickedly.

  Could she really jeopardise her own self respect and sleep with him in return for the job she wanted. But remember why you want the job; she mentally nudged herself as if that reason would somehow make submitting to this man’s demands less of a problem.

  Chapter 4

  “So what’s it to be?” He asked her. “I won’t wait all night, I’m an impatient man,” he added.

  “You’re asking too much and you know you are, so no, I can’t just go upstairs with you, that’s not my way.”

  Another smirk as he caught her fearful blue eyes in the gaze of his dark ones.

  “You’re just nervous, nervous and cautious because you think all this has happened too fast. But you shouldn’t be,” he tempted a sexy smile playing on his lips.

  But that smile didn’t quite reach all the way up to those brown eyes anymore. They had a hard, still quality as he stared at her. Why did he have to be so very difficult to read? What was really going on inside this man’s head? And all the warnings she’d been given were back, cluttering up her mind.

  “We both know there’s a heat between us, an attraction. It was there this morning and now, after meeting again tonight, it’s even stronger.”

  Of course Gina knew he was right and she smiled softly in agreement. Why argue, like he’d said they both knew what was going on between them.

  Dark hoped she understood now, he was tired of waiting. Gina wasn’t only argumentative but she appeared to have a strong resistance. If he was going to take her tonight then he needed to break that down and quick

  “Let’s give this a chance and see where it takes us,” he teased running one of his masculine hands gently over her waist and round her hips. “I can use the job as bait if you want but we both know it’s not about that anymore,” he whispered huskily then taking Gina by surprise he swept his hand over her buttocks and pressed hard. “What do you say, Gina?” He asked moving his hand in delicious, sensuous circles.

  Gina gasped, his hands were on her, and on her backside at that, this was too much, and she felt her nerve ends jolt in response. He felt the attraction too, wasn’t that what he meant when he’d said it was no longer about the job? She was almost delirious with joy, the gorgeous Matthew Dark fancied her and wanted her in his bed. She sighed in his arms and responded eagerly as he bent and kissed her again. There was something about this charismatic man, something very seductive that was fast drawing her in.

  “Give me your hands,” he asked softly and as she put them both in his he kissed her fingers lightly. “Now put them behind your back and keep them there,” he told her. “Let’s see how good you can be,” he whispered brushing her cheek with his lips.

  What was this, another part of the game he was playing, Gina wondered? But why the thing with her hands and why did it excite her so much? A shiver of intense heat seared through her body before dancing its slow, sultry steps low down. Control, the word spun in her head begging her to be cautious. He wants to be in control. He’ll do things to you while he has you immobilised, she told herself. This is his way, this is what he does with everything and everyone and the women he wants to bed are treated the same. This gave all the warnings she’d been given a new and sharp validity, she realised just before she clasped her hands behind her back.

  Dark didn’t speak, he didn’t smile he just watched her obey him with a self satisfied look on his handsome face. Then he lifted her chin gently with his hand and made her look into his eyes while he ran his free hand slowly over her breasts.

  Wasn’t there supposed to be a preamble to such intimacy? Shouldn’t he spout a few soft words or a bit of romance before going in for the kill? His haste didn’t sit right; this wasn’t how ‘boy making pass at girl’ usually went, well not in her experience. But this was different, this was Dark and in his world he did things his way, she reminded herself. But as his fingers felt their way down her deep cleavage and pushed under the fabric of her clothes she uttered her first moan of pleasure and was lost.

  He smirked and nodded his approval. “I think you’re going to be very good at this,” he praised as he unfastened the side zip of the gown and slipped off a shoulder strap. “You do want to please me, don’t you Gina,” he whispered as he swept half the bodice of the dress and the soft cup of her bra out of way and palmed one of her breasts hard.

  Gina gasped and felt her insides melt in the white heat of this embrace. He moulded and stroked her naked flesh and flitted eager fingers over her sensitized peaks feeling their growing hardness. She wanted to throw her arms around him, kiss him but he had her pushed tight against the wall with his muscular thighs holding her fast. She couldn’t move and she couldn’t stop him either. He dipped his head and for the first time she felt his tongue on her flesh. He took one swelling rosy nipple into his mouth lashing and flicking until it was a tingling throb of hardness. Gina moaned again. It had taken only seconds but he had worked her into a whimpering sta
te of acute arousal and she wanted more. She swayed slightly forward and managed to pull her arms free and flung them around his neck running grasping fingers through his thick, dark hair. Almost at once all the intense pleasure stopped as her delicate flesh became a hot, mass of pain as his teeth closed around her aroused nub and bit down. .

  Gina shrieked in pain her blue eyes suddenly full of glittering tears. What was he doing, why hurt her like this?

  “I told you not to move them, Gina,” he reminded her. “If you don’t do as I say I will punish you.”

  Gina was shocked at what he’d done and couldn’t understand it. “No you won’t, Matthew,” she threw at him angry with him and with herself for allowing this. “Because if you anything like that again I’ll tear your head off,” she shivered. I’ve had enough,” she wriggled moving her body away from his. “You’ve gone too far and I’ve no intention of playing your games any longer,” she spat at him. Her fire was back, whatever power had been holding her in this mans thrall had left. “Charlie will be wondering what’s happened to me. He was kind enough to bring me here tonight so I should at least spend some time with him,” she said fixing her dress.

  Dark didn’t like her tone, he didn’t like it all. And if that wasn’t enough, she had the temerity to consider the needs of someone like Charlie Spence before his.

  “If I’ve upset you then I’m sorry,” he apologised smoothly. “But you have to understand that if we’re to have any sort of relationship then it has to be on my terms,” he shrugged. “It’s how I am, I like to be in control.”

  “That sort of controlling is way out of line and you know it is,” she told him angrily. “You have to accept that a relationship is a two way thing, Matthew.”

  “I’ve had no complaints up to now,” he shrugged again. “Women generally go along with what I want and you are supposed to be trying to impress me, remember?”

  “I stopped trying to impress when you said it wasn’t about the job anymore. But perhaps that was just part of your weird little game as well,” she shook the skirt of her gown and made to return to the main room. “I still want that job but there are limits to what I’ll do to get it,” she assured him.

  “Well, it’s my experience that women will do a lot of things to get what they want. And you weren’t complaining a few moments ago, were you?”

  “That was before you hurt me. I don’t know what game you’re playing but it won’t work with me,” she chided as if to a child. “I’m not a plaything, Mr Dark and if you hurt me like that again I promise I’ll hurt you back.”

  “So there’ll be a next time then, I’ll look forward to that,” he replied still with a tease in his voice. “Will that be before or after you’ve had your wicked way with Charlie Spence?”

  “Now you’re being facetious, Charlie isn’t and never has been on my list of potential lovers, job or no job.”

  “So am I still on that list then, or was I before I seem to have offended you?” He smiled smugly, his dark eyes a little livelier now as they met hers.

  Damn the man he was playing with her again. “No you’re not and you never were,” she confirmed. “So leave me alone,” she insisted. “Charlie’s just a friend, well not even that, a business acquaintance really,” she continued still trying to justify her actions

  This wasn’t what he was used to. Women were usually all too eager to fall into his bed and he couldn’t work out what made this one behave so different. She needed something from him and that should give him the advantage. Perhaps he just had to keep on pushing, push and eat away at her moral indignation until she agreed to do what he wanted. And what did Dark want? He’d been forced to ask himself that question many times as he continued to mess up every relationship he got himself into. But he was complicated, and his needs were complicated too, he knew that. But should he really care? As he’d already proved several times he was rich enough to buy the silence of even the most vocal of bitter ex bed mates.

  “OK, suppose I admit that I’m out of line for pressurising you,” he apologised.

  “For propositioning me, you mean,” she corrected him. “And for taking liberties,” she added.

  “So with all that said and agreed, could you still consider indulging me a little and spend some time with me anyway?”

  Before Gina could reply he’d pulled her close again and his lips were sprinkling her soft cheeks with light feathery kisses before nuzzling at her neck. He’d surprised her but as she melted into his grasp he knew she had little resistance.

  “You like what I’m doing, don’t you Gina?” He teased in her ear as he trailed a finger down over the bodice of her gown again and rubbed lightly between her breasts.

  Yes she did and Gina felt the rush of heat flame through her body and her stomach turned somersaults before sinking into a deep ache low down. She wanted to turn and feel him against her mouth, to feel him press his lips hungrily against her own and to respond as her body wanted too.

  “Forget Charlie and anything he might offer you. Stay with me, come up to my penthouse and let me entertain you for the rest of the evening instead,” he invited seductively.

  Gina’s eyes shot up to study his brown, mysterious ones. The idea of sleeping with Dark, the thought of his hands on her body and having him dictate her actions like he’d just done made her head reel with a dangerous pleasure that tingled through her with a very urgent and treacherous need.

  “But It’s a job I need, not a lover,” Gina insisted her voice wavering with indecision.

  “But I think you’d enjoy being a lover, for a while at least. Gina,” he teased softly. “I’ve just witnessed the way your body reacts to mine and I bet certain other female parts of your lovely anatomy are literally aching for my attentions right now.”

  Gina face raged bright red at his not incorrect observation. She hated his candour. What gave him the right to speak to her like this? He might be right, but why did he have to be so very embarrassing? .

  “Do as I ask, stay with me tonight,” “he spoke softly and caressed her cheek again. “I don’t mean to appear so cold hearted it’s just my way. There is an attraction between us, and I know you feel it too.” He tilted up her chin again and looked into her blue eyes, her pupils were large, her lips moist and her cheeks glowing pink, desire he decided satisfied now that she would agree.

  Gina felt a little light headed. The prospect of a night with him, given the admission he’d just made, was close to pushing her over the edge and she moaned softly as he pulled her into his arms.

  Gina felt her knees tremble and began to wonder if her legs would keep her upright. The mayhem deep between her thighs was back with a vengeance. Obviously her body had no qualms about wanting this man’s sexual attentions despite what her brain was telling her. She felt his free hand work its seductive way down her body until it found the split in the skirt of her gown. Pushing the fabric aside he rubbed at her leg and trailed his fingers up until he felt the lacy top of her stocking.

  Gina whimpered a sultry little moan. Damn him he was going up her skirt so fast he was only centimetres away from the flimsy thong she was wearing. She could offer no resistance and closed her eyes as she felt him scoop behind her and take the flesh of one of her buttocks in his hand and squeeze lightly

  Gina groaned in his arms as he ran his fingers up the outside of her thong and gently rubbed the smooth triangle it covered. He was still kissing her, if his ravishment of her mouth could be called kissing, when she felt him rub a finger down the sensuous cleft between the soft folds of her sex. She gasped huskily and he pulled his body away from hers for a moment watching her, savouring her reaction as his fingers continued along their secret, intimate track. Her full, pink lips were slightly parted and she was drawing in breathe heavily between them. Her eyes looked back at his misty and heavy with need. This round was his and he wasn’t in any doubt now that she’d do as he wanted.

  Gina couldn’t remember ever feeling like this before as her befuddled brain tried
to work out just how many hours, not days, week or even months, she’d known him. But did that make it wrong? And despite these thoughts still his fingers worked. Granted there was a fine mesh of silk between them and her body but somehow this knowledge didn’t help. Gina gasped again as his mouth found hers and she kissed him back.

  Dark was in control now, fully in control of this intimate little interlude. Gina caught her breath what he was doing was unbelievably good. He fingers gently rubbed and swirled and she whimpered with pleasure at every stroke.

  You shouldn’t let this man do this to you and you’ve been warned, was the timely reminder her brain issued as she moaned softly at his touch. Your attraction to Dark is getting in the way of what you really need to do, niggled her conscience. She needed that job; she needed to see for herself what he was up to and what he’d done.