Beg Me (Power Play Series) by Misha Elliott Read Free Book Online Page B

life; I enjoy the variety without the strings that come from a typical relationship.”  Before I can ask the next question that is in my mind he continues. “That was the first club I was ever in.  I prefer discretion, and limit my activities to an apartment I purchased for that purpose.”  I think about his words he said let’s go home.  We pull into the garage, and I carefully make my way out of the car walking unsteadily on my feet.
    “ What’s wrong?” Daemon asks coming around to my side. I’ve never seen a man look at me with such concern.
    “ It’s nothing; I think all the traveling has finally caught up with me. And these heels are killing my feet.”
    Daemon grabs me around the waist and lifts me up causing me to scream out. He moves me around to cradle me in his strong arms. “Let me take you to the bedroom.” He says softly. I wrap my arms around his neck, laying my head on his firm chest.
     
    He held me close the entire way upstairs, not even putting me down to open the door. In the bedroom, he sits me down on the edge of the bed, taking my right foot in his hand.  Kneeling on the floor in front of me, he gently removes the shoe from my foot and places it on his lap.  His strong hands massage the soreness out of the ball of my foot, and lace his hands through my toes and tug them making them crack. I close my eyes, relaxing into the feel of his hands on me when I feel my leg being lifted up.  I open my eyes to watch him bring my foot to his mouth.  He kisses and nibbles at my heel, the side of my foot working his way towards my toes. He takes each of my toes in his mouth, sucking and biting them.  He puts my foot back on the bed and reaches for the other to repeats the process. 
    I lay back on the bed wanting more, “ Please, Daemon don’t stop.” I pant.  I guess I do have a submissive side to me after all, I love the way he has manhandled me tonight.
    “I think that’s good for tonight. We have a long day ahead of us.”  I sit up, stunned, and watch in disbelief as he stands, straightening his rumpled shirt, then strides out of the room shutting the door behind him. I shake my head trying to figure him out; I guess were not sharing a bedroom.
    I start to get ready for bed, taking out my pajamas. I look everywhere in my bag and cannot believe I forgot to pack a toothbrush. In the bathroom I see a basket of toiletries, toothpaste and mouthwash but no toothbrush. Damn!  I walk down the long hallway to the direction of the other bedrooms.
    I hear the shower running in the master bathroom; I bite my lip as my mind wanders to the thought of him in there naked.  I have a reasonable excuse to see him and make my way down the hall.
    I barely have time to knock once on the bedroom door before he opens it. Daemon is standing there fresh from the shower, water still clinging to his toned chest and stomach. I watch as the droplets roll down his body, collecting on the towel knotted at his waist.  
    “I thought you went to bed?” he says bringing my attention back to his face. “I was about to, but there’s just one problem. I forgot my toothbrush.” I say guiltily.
    “Well, you could always sh are mine” he offers. I look up at him in disgust. “As wonderful as that sounds, no, I don’t think so. I would prefer to have my own”
    Daemon takes a step towards me. “Is there anything else you want?” he says.  Water from his wet hair drips on my neck as he leans over to run his nose down my cheek.
    I refuse to do this, to be left wanting for more.  He already turned me down tonight and I refuse to beg him for anything more.  I leave and head back to my side of the hall.
    Chapter Eight
     
    I storm back into my room and slam the door shut.  Oooh! That man makes me mad.  He so damn DF and he knows it.  Well if I can’t have Daemon in my bed, I can at least fantabate about him.
    I head back inside the bathroom and start my own shower. As I strip out of my clothes, I let my mind