proper orgasm.”
“Jake.” She pursed her lips and then shook her head. “This is just wrong. I can’t go. I’m sorry.”
Something inside him snapped. Charm didn’t work with her. The truth wasn’t working, either, so he was going to play dirty. And he knew exactly what buttons to push.
He turned to stare at her, his expression very stern. He adopted his Dom voice, the one that didn’t accept no from her or any other woman. “You will come home with me. That will be your punishment. You said I could punish you however I wanted for Paris and you’d pay in flesh. You said I could have a weekend of you. This is what I want.”
“ If you were over Blondie. You forgot that important bit.” But her voice wasn’t as strong as before, and he knew her inner submissive was cringing at not giving him what he demanded. Oh, yes, she was so his.
“Well, I’m not going to get over her until you come home with me, and if you don’t come home with me, your punishment will be that you live out your darkest fantasy in my bed. Knowing you, your darkest fantasy is probably not something you want to live out.”
Tia sucked in a breath as she stared at Jake, taking in his mutinous glare, his arms crossed over his chest. Oh, she hated it when men pulled the Dom card on her. She trembled just a little in her seat, a mixture of fear and desire tingling up her spine. She didn’t want to go home with him, but how could she say no to that voice? That commanding voice with no hint of Texan charm had talked her through many fantasies, had extracted delicious punishment countless times. That voice was connected to the man who had almost made her come.
She shifted under the heat of his stare. She didn’t want to live out her darkest fantasy in his bed, either. That was something she kept locked up, deep in her mind. She wasn’t going there with him. But home…just the word home smacked of relationships and love and all that crap spies couldn’t have.
Jake tapped the steering wheel with his fingers in a show of impatience. “Home or darkest fantasy. Choose now, because I’m leaving, and we’re either going to the club to start your darkest fantasy or I’ll let you go home to grab whatever you need for the weekend.”
“All I have to do is go home with you.” It sounded way too easy. In her experience, nothing that sounded easy ended up being that way. She was almost willing to bet him a year’s paycheck this would end up being the weekend from hell.
“That is your punishment. I want you to come home with me.” His eyes darkened like a stormy sea, and she caught her breath on the gaze he leveled in her direction. So lustful that her panties were damp with moisture. “I also intend to spend the weekend fucking you, licking every inch of your body, making you scream with pleasure. It’s not like we haven’t had sex. You know you’ll enjoy every minute.”
Tia closed her eyes. He’d changed from his Dom voice back to Mr. Persuasive, that drawl low and sexy in her ear, and the thought of him licking every inch of her body interested several areas. Her pussy throbbed, her panties were soaked. Her breasts chimed in, aching in time to the throb in her core. She licked her dry lips and crossed her legs, pressing her thighs together to quell the urge. “And Monday it’s over.”
“If that’s what you want.” His hand inched up her thigh, the heat of his palm burning her skin though her leggings. He stopped a fingertip’s length from her crotch, and she wanted him to bury his fingers inside her. Now.
“Is it really so bad, spending the weekend with me? You get a vacation and a little something extra. I get to clear my brain and not get myself killed, because if I stay here, I’m going to do something stupid. If Chase kills me, you end up with a new partner, and then you’re screwed because the only one who’s been without a partner is Crazwalski and he makes me look like the King of Vanilla. You
“Jake.” She pursed her lips and then shook her head. “This is just wrong. I can’t go. I’m sorry.”
Something inside him snapped. Charm didn’t work with her. The truth wasn’t working, either, so he was going to play dirty. And he knew exactly what buttons to push.
He turned to stare at her, his expression very stern. He adopted his Dom voice, the one that didn’t accept no from her or any other woman. “You will come home with me. That will be your punishment. You said I could punish you however I wanted for Paris and you’d pay in flesh. You said I could have a weekend of you. This is what I want.”
“ If you were over Blondie. You forgot that important bit.” But her voice wasn’t as strong as before, and he knew her inner submissive was cringing at not giving him what he demanded. Oh, yes, she was so his.
“Well, I’m not going to get over her until you come home with me, and if you don’t come home with me, your punishment will be that you live out your darkest fantasy in my bed. Knowing you, your darkest fantasy is probably not something you want to live out.”
Tia sucked in a breath as she stared at Jake, taking in his mutinous glare, his arms crossed over his chest. Oh, she hated it when men pulled the Dom card on her. She trembled just a little in her seat, a mixture of fear and desire tingling up her spine. She didn’t want to go home with him, but how could she say no to that voice? That commanding voice with no hint of Texan charm had talked her through many fantasies, had extracted delicious punishment countless times. That voice was connected to the man who had almost made her come.
She shifted under the heat of his stare. She didn’t want to live out her darkest fantasy in his bed, either. That was something she kept locked up, deep in her mind. She wasn’t going there with him. But home…just the word home smacked of relationships and love and all that crap spies couldn’t have.
Jake tapped the steering wheel with his fingers in a show of impatience. “Home or darkest fantasy. Choose now, because I’m leaving, and we’re either going to the club to start your darkest fantasy or I’ll let you go home to grab whatever you need for the weekend.”
“All I have to do is go home with you.” It sounded way too easy. In her experience, nothing that sounded easy ended up being that way. She was almost willing to bet him a year’s paycheck this would end up being the weekend from hell.
“That is your punishment. I want you to come home with me.” His eyes darkened like a stormy sea, and she caught her breath on the gaze he leveled in her direction. So lustful that her panties were damp with moisture. “I also intend to spend the weekend fucking you, licking every inch of your body, making you scream with pleasure. It’s not like we haven’t had sex. You know you’ll enjoy every minute.”
Tia closed her eyes. He’d changed from his Dom voice back to Mr. Persuasive, that drawl low and sexy in her ear, and the thought of him licking every inch of her body interested several areas. Her pussy throbbed, her panties were soaked. Her breasts chimed in, aching in time to the throb in her core. She licked her dry lips and crossed her legs, pressing her thighs together to quell the urge. “And Monday it’s over.”
“If that’s what you want.” His hand inched up her thigh, the heat of his palm burning her skin though her leggings. He stopped a fingertip’s length from her crotch, and she wanted him to bury his fingers inside her. Now.
“Is it really so bad, spending the weekend with me? You get a vacation and a little something extra. I get to clear my brain and not get myself killed, because if I stay here, I’m going to do something stupid. If Chase kills me, you end up with a new partner, and then you’re screwed because the only one who’s been without a partner is Crazwalski and he makes me look like the King of Vanilla. You
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