Elite Metal-ARE-epub by Jennifer Kacey Read Free Book Online Page A

the need to continue playing with fire won out and she kept her hips still.
    That’s it, isn’t it? This constant state of arousal at an inappropriate moment is all part of my punishment. Talk about the cosmic joke being on her.
    Switching attention to his neglected nipple, she ever so gently freed her hand where it lay between them until her fingers hovered over the metal circle. With the tip of her forefinger, she traced the metal hoop from end to end, over and over pressing a little harder with each pass. Then she touched the tight nubbin and rubbed it back and forth.
    Steele’s huge hand shot up and latched on to her wrist. Ah! She jumped, barely trapping her shout of surprise. Her gaze flew up to find him watching her with a hunger in his eyes that left no doubt that she was the juiciest item on the menu.
    “Not yet, baby,” he said in a voice rich with impure promise. “Soon.”
    He wrapped his hand around the end of her braid and pulled, making her gasp with surprise and giving him the opening to swoop in and plant a hard kiss to her lips. His tongue immediately sought hers out to twine and parry in a duel for dominance. Immediately she acquiesced and allowed him to plunder her mouth at his will. He bit at her lips while running his hand up and down her back while he tasted her. She had been right, with a single kiss she was ready to follow him to the ends of the earth, just to feel the sweet-fire rushing through her veins again and again.
    “’Scuse me.”
    She was so screwed. Or she was going to be soon, which was just as bad for her focus as the promise in his touch.
    “Excuse me.”
    How was she going to keep her heart locked away?
    “Excuse me!” Someone snapped their fingers next to them.
    “Huh?” she responded oh-so elegantly when Steele released her mouth.
    A flight attendant stood in the aisle next to him with a forced smile on her lips. “I said we’re preparing to land and need everyone strapped into their own seat please.”
    “What?” She glanced down. “Oh.” Straddling Steele’s lap with his hands on her ass was not what she expected to find. “Sorry. Sorry,” she mumbled and slid back into her seat.
    “Newlyweds,” Steele said with a smirk. “Just can’t keep my hands off my bride.”
    “Oh.” The attendant straightened. “Congratulations. But we do frown upon our passengers joining the mile high club. Even in first class.”
    Steele chucked. “Right, we’ll try to restrain ourselves. For now,” he added under his breath after the attendant left. He slid his hand between Alayna’s thighs and cupped her hot mound through her pants. “As for you, I plan on doing all kinds of restraining after we land.”
    “Ladies and gentlemen, this is your captain speaking,” came the voice over the PA system. “As we make our approach into Las Vegas, the temperature is nice and balmy one hundred two degrees. There’s a bit of wind coming in from the west, so please make sure your seatbelts are securely fasten for this may be a bumping landing. Estimated time of arrival, twenty minutes.”
    “Twenty minutes,” Steele said in her ear. “Twenty minutes and then you’re mine, Mrs. Reid.”
     
     

 
    Chapter Five
     
    “You’ve been in here awhile,” Steele said as he placed his hand on the small of her back.
    She barely stifled a gasp. Her fist tightened on the tube of toothpaste in her hand and squirted a blue blob over the bristles of her toothbrush and it landed in the sink.
    “I’m a female. We have rituals.” She rinsed out the sink and started again. “And a knock would have been great. What if I were…” She looked at him in the mirror and he simply smirked. “Not brushing my teeth?”
    He snorted and set his shaving kit beside her make-up bag on the counter. “We’re husband and wife. I know everything about you, especially as your Dom. If I wanted to bend you over right here and take you. I could, couldn’t I?”
    It wasn’t a question though.
    Not to him