CarnalTakeover by Tina Donahue Read Free Book Online Page A

Daniel’s words. He was pushing her to the edge
to see how much she’d take before she told them all to get lost.
    She wouldn’t.
    Alexandra wanted to surrender, throw herself on his mercy.
Twisted, maybe. However, she’d never experienced such excitement.
    “Of course,” she answered, quiet and meek, the way a
submissive would. At least, she hoped. “I’ll bring the pizzas in here and will
do exactly as you say.”
    Again, he caught her wrist before she could head for the
kitchen. “Not until you remove my boots.”
    Red had already turned away from the fire and continued to
watch her closely. So did Nat, finally forgetting his Beer Nuts. Even Junior
focused on her face to the exclusion of everything else.
    Alexandra couldn’t stop her vivid blush, nor did she want to
change how deliciously vulnerable she felt. With her full attention on Daniel,
she murmured, “Whatever you want.”
    He took off his parka and tossed it to Nat, who dropped it
on top of the other coats. Daniel faced her, his stance imperious, hands on his
narrow hips, legs parted, the wondrous bulge behind his fly more than obvious.
    The air grew thick with expectation, her and Daniel’s silence
drawn out, which made the crackling fire and lashing wind seem even noisier.
Sounds that matched the rage of emotions tearing through Alexandra. Desire,
curiosity, disquiet. Yeah, there was that. She was a virgin at this. Though not
for long.
    At last, she sank to her knees before him, no different from
a slave.
    “No,” Daniel said, gesturing for her to stand.
    Alexandra stayed where she was, looking at him dumbly, not
knowing what he expected.
    He raked his gaze down her, lingering on her breasts,
smiling wolfishly at what he saw before glancing up. “On your feet. We’re going
to strip you first, then you’ll do whatever I say.”
     
    Incomprehension flooded her face, followed by a dazed
expression. Her complexion went from rosy to bright red.
    Good. Daniel had wanted to shock the shit out of her. Nat,
Red and Junior had no business being here. He’d told them that last night when
he’d called and explained that they could show up, because she’d practically
insisted upon it, but they’d better not do anything Daniel didn’t want. If they
did, he’d promised to make their life on the job a living hell.
    Not his typical mode of operation, but that had changed. Big
time. Even though Alexandra seemed reluctant to protect herself, he’d planned
to do so, making certain no one hurt or disrespected her.
    Nat had chuckled at Daniel’s threat as though he’d expected
it all along. Red had kept saying, ‘“Okay, okay.” Only Junior had argued until
Daniel made himself more than clear, his cold rage reducing the younger man to
silence.
    They all behaved like choirboys now while Alexandra
continued to look up at him. A bead of perspiration trickled from her hairline
to her cheek. She blinked slowly, similar to someone coming out of a trance.
Her face colored even more.
    “Ah, after you strip me,” she said, her words halting, “am I
going to strip you?” She paused. “All of you?”
    Not if Daniel had his way.
    He regarded her breasts and thighs. She adjusted her weight.
He continued to think about the luscious curves her few clothes hid. Was this
how she dressed for bed? He fucking liked it. If he’d been a less honorable
man, he would have torn the tee and boxers from her. He craved her that
badly—for a good time—and tried to keep arousal out of his voice.
    “No,” he answered at last. “Only you’ll be nude.”
    Her throat bobbed with her nervous swallow.
    Daniel pretended not to care. If it took all night, he’d
wait until she admitted how foolish she’d been to have asked the others here,
even though his behavior had nothing to do with them. Worry over her and good
sense did. This would fuck up work, as he’d tried to tell her. It’d complicate
matters, making even the most innocent business encounters charged with too
much