Club Prive Book V

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Book: Club Prive Book V by M. S. Parker Read Free Book Online
Authors: M. S. Parker
Tags: Suspense, Humorous, Romance, Contemporary, new adult, college, Billionaire
some uses for you too. He doesn’t fuck men, but he knows plenty of people who would like nothing more than to be able to abuse a rich American man. The stories he’s told me would make you sick.”
    “I’m going to kill you.” The words were flat.
    Howard laughed. “You’re not going to do anything to me. Not for your fiancée, not for yourself, and not for Carrie. You’re going to watch her die a slow and painful death, and there won’t be anything you can do to stop it.”
    The blood flow back down my arm and into my fingers was almost as painful as the thumb, but I’d gotten used to it enough that I could push it to the back of my mind. I popped my thumb back into place by pushing it against my chest, and then I reached up to the other restraint. They weren’t made for keeping actual prisoners, so from the outside, they were quick to release. It took only a few seconds to get my left hand and both of my feet free. I thought for sure Gavin or Howard would’ve noticed what I was doing, but both men were still focused on each other.
    “I’m not going to let you hurt her,” Gavin said.
    “And if you try to stop me, I’m going to shoot out your kneecaps.” Howard lowered the gun. “It won’t kill you, but it’ll be painful as hell and you won’t be able to run.”
    Gavin took a step forward and I knew he was going to rush Howard. I didn’t know how well Howard could shoot, but I wasn’t about to take any chances. I grabbed the first thing I could lay my hands on and swung it as hard as I could at Howard. The giant, heavy, and solid rubber dildo hit him in the back of the head hard enough to make him stumble to the side. I then shoved him as hard as I could and he fell back against the wardrobe. The sound his head made when it hit the wood was loud and satisfying. He slumped to the ground, unconscious.
    “Carrie.”
    Gavin’s arms were around me before I could react. He pressed me against his body tight enough that I almost couldn’t breathe, and I felt hope stirring inside me.
    “I am so sorry.” His face was pressed against my neck and I could feel the wet of his tears. “I am so sorry.”
    I closed my eyes and slid my arms around his waist. I desperately wanted this to mean that he felt what I felt, but I couldn’t give in to that, not yet. For all I knew, he could just be apologizing for getting me into this mess.
    He pulled back and put his hand on my cheek. His eyes were still shining with tears. “If he’d have hurt you, I never could have lived with myself.”
    “I’m okay.” That wasn’t entirely true, but it was the best I could do at the moment.
    He stared at me for a moment, then bent his head and took my mouth in a kiss so fierce that I gasped. He took advantage of my parted lips and slid his tongue inside my mouth. His hands ran over my body, reminding me that I was still naked, but I didn’t care. This wasn’t the kiss of a friend or a kiss of apology. His lips and tongue, his entire body, held the same primal need as mine. The need to know that the other one was alive and safe. I ran my hand down his arm, and he hissed, pulling back. I looked at my fingers and they were slick with blood.
    “You’re hurt.” My voice came out a little dazed. My head was still spinning from that kiss.
    “And you’re naked.”
    I looked up at Gavin and gave him a half-smile. “You just now noticed?”
    His expression was serious, bringing me out of my lust-induced haze. Right. This wasn’t the time or place. He pulled off his shirt and held it out to me. I slipped into it. He was enough bigger than me that it actually covered everything important. In fact, it was longer than some dresses I’d seen.
    “I meant what I said.” Gavin brushed his fingers along my cheekbone. “I don’t know what I would’ve done if he’d...” His eyes narrowed. “He didn’t hurt you, did he?”
    I wasn’t about to tell him what had happened before he’d arrived. Not now, anyway. I opened my mouth to

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