Awakened by Julia Sykes Read Free Book Online

“What the fuck are you doing, Brad?” Holly exclaimed shrilly.   She had just trudged into the apartment, barely able to keep her eyes open after her long day at the library.  But now she was wide awake, snapped out of exhaustion by shock and anger.  And a little bit of fear.
    Brad was holding her e-reader, his brows raised so high that they were nearly disappearing into his hairline.  He jerked at her outburst; clearly he had been so engrossed that he hadn’t heard her come in.  Had he found…?  Had he read…?
    One look at his guilty expression told her that he had.  He had found her stash of kinky erotica.
    She advanced on him, snatching the device out of his hand.  “You had no right,” she hissed, angrier with him than she had ever been.  In fact, she couldn’t ever remember being angry at him; they had never had one fight in the six months that they had been dating.  It seemed that that was about to change.  Right now.
    Brad held up his hands, placating.  “I’m sorry,” he said, but there was no contrition in his tone.  Brad always did what Brad wanted to do.  That was just how he was, but it had never really bothered Holly.  Until now.
    “I…”  He began awkwardly.  “I don’t mind, you know.  That you’re into… that stuff.”
    Holly froze.  Could that be true?  Could Brad possibly share her dark desires, her kinky proclivities?  Hope welled within her.  “You’re not?”  She breathed.
    While Holly was intrigued by the thought of being overpowered by a man, she thought that it was something more appropriate for fantasies than real life.  It was all well and good to imagine a man dominating you, spanking you, but this was the modern world; men weren’t supposed to be the ones in charge.  No matter how horny the idea made her.  Besides, who even had time for torrid fantasies?  Certainly not Holly.   She hardly had time to give Brad normal sex, much less have an awkward conversation about experimenting.  And she was fine with that.  Really she was.
    She felt her anger at his invasion of her privacy melting as he gave her that sweet smile that she loved so much.  This was why she was with Brad.  He was the right kind of guy for her to be dating, for her to end up with.  He was a first-year med student, so he understood Holly’s penchant for pulling all-nighters to study, and he understood why she was often too tired to have sex.  Plus he was cute, with auburn hair and dark green eyes.  He had that classic captain-of-the-football-team square jaw and dark-rimmed glasses that gave him an air of vulnerability that appealed to Holly.  Of course he was perfect for her.
    Her anger allayed by her rationalization, Holly took a deep, calming breath.  “You really don’t mind?”
    “No,” he said gently.  “Not at all.”
    Well, that was hardly the reaction that Holly had been hoping for, to be perfectly honest.  If he really was okay with it, then shouldn’t he be turned on right now?  Shouldn’t he be shoving her against the wall, ravaging her?
    She suppressed a sigh as her exhaustion returned.  This had been plenty of excitement for one night.  Besides, she had a twelve hour shift at the coffee shop tomorrow.  She didn’t have the energy to be ravaged.
    “Alright then,” she said finally, unable to stifle a yawn.  “I’m going to bed.”  She bent down to plant a swift kiss on Brad’s cheek, letting him know that she forgave him, before getting ready for bed.
    Before she drifted off to sleep, images of being held down, spanked, forced, flitted through her mind.  She felt herself becoming aroused at the thought, but she was so tired that she couldn’t muster up the energy to touch herself.  Maybe she could experiment with Brad tomorrow.  With that resolved, she finally allowed her fatigue to pull her under.
     
    Holly returned home the next night to find Brad poring over his medical books.  She wished that she had the time to look through her own