GUEST POST~ANGEL PAYNE
It’s a naughty, yummy Friday…and I am so glad to be here with the Literal Hotties to help get your weekend started with a tantalizing scene from the newest W.I.L.D. Boys of Special Forces book: Surrendering To Her Sergeant. I hope you enjoy!
“Take it off,” he ordered in a rough, low voice. “Every last stitch.”
Another shiver washed over her. Instinctively she wet her lips, causing him to pull in a harsh hiss. It made her feel gorgeous and powerful even while she acquiesced to his order, pushing away her dress and her bra until they tumbled to her feet.
“The shoes, too,” he instructed. After she stepped from her pumps, he released another rasp. Softer this time, but longer. So much longer. “Dear Christ,” he murmured. “I really am bound for Hell.”
The exigency in his voice made her brave again. She gave him a tentative smile. “Why?”
He stopped flexing his hands. With his long fingers extended out instead, he advanced on her by a step. “Because of everything I just imagined doing to your beautiful body.” With one of those hands, he pulled at her hair, guiding her head up. “And your incredible mind.”
Right. Some “incredible” mind. Only one word pulsed through the neurons beneath her skull, screaming at her for release. She set it free in a desperate plea.
“Yes.”
Ethan’s face tightened. His wolf-bright eyes searched her face. “Yes what?”
“Do them,” she returned. “All of them.” She swallowed hard. “If you’re going to hell, then take me with you.”
His grip curled harder against her scalp. He leaned in closer, now pressing the prominent ridge in his leathers into the space between her lower ribs. “You need to know everything you’re asking for, sunshine.” He firmed his jaw and locked his gaze into hers. “I haven’t fucked Bella this week.” He acknowledged her surprise with a sweep of his free hand, grabbing hers to push it against the erection that throbbed heavier with each minute. “But if you beg me to dominate you again, if the word yes leaves your lips one more time,” —he turned her to make her look at the bondage bed, with its hooks and chains and shadows— “then I will be inside you tonight…probably in several different ways.’
His promise filled her with as much fear as it did arousal. Looking at the bed, practically seeing the scene his mind painted for her in it, was daunting, terrifying…and wholly irresistible.
He’d control her. And she’d let him.
He’d penetrate her. And she’d permit him.
He’d hurt her. And she’d adore him.
Her mind spun. Her body trembled. She took one last breath of sanity then let it out, giving into the madness with a grateful whisper.
“Yes.”
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