Successful bondage model Saree McKeon sometimes wonders what it would be like to turn her job into the real thing. Yet she never dreams that she’ll soon get the opportunity to live out her wildest fantasies–or that teaming up with Reeve Robinson will put her life at risk.
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Sitting in the dark with the monitor light playing on his features, Reeve Robinson slowly reread what Sass had written. Interesting. Sass, or more accurately Saree McKeon, had a keen sense of humor and was quick-witted judging by how little time it had taken her to reply to his carefully-worded nonsense. He had to admire her because glib rejoinders came easily to her. Granted, his agenda was multi-layered while she was just having fun.
More than having fun, he decided as the minutes stretched out. He intrigued her. Otherwise, she wouldn’t have lowered her self-imposed barrier between herself and the faceless, nameless men who fantasized about getting their hands on and their cocks in her. Images of countless hands wrapped around countless body parts made him wish he’d mixed his drink stronger, but that was nothing compared to what went on in certain shadowy rooms-shadowy buildings surrounded by impenetrable security systems.
Turning off the computer, he stood and stalked to the nearest window. Night hadn’t finished killing the day, but it wouldn’t take much longer and then-
Then the monsters-himself included-came out.
Keep the beast at bay. Damn it, don’t let it loose! Do your job.
Yeah, the job. He’d taken a vital step tonight by introducing himself to Saree. Next came learning whether she had the guts and courage for the role he believed he had to force on her. Everything he’d learned about her had pointed at her ability to survive, but just as he wore masks, she undoubtedly had her own.
One thing, the woman embraced forced sex or at least the pretence of same. The question of whether her submissiveness was genuine or part of her public façade would be answered, soon. And did it really matter as long as he got and kept her on her knees?
“I’m hunting you, Saree. Don’t look over your shoulders because you won’t hear me coming until its too late. And once we’re together. . .”
Damn it! This was nothing more than another assignment and he was a pro. Keeping her captive, naked, helpless, and dependent on him wasn’t anything he couldn’t handle.
Who are you trying to kid?