INDISPENSABLE: Part 2 by Maryann Barnett Read Free Book Online

he should leave her alone, but he simply couldn’t.
    She was like a drug to him. Drugs could kill people. His grip tightened around her. He leaned in to bite the flesh on the side of her neck. He pushed her back hard to the glass and growled as the dominant side he used to survive his feelings took over.
    Gathering both wrists in his ample hand, he pulled her arms up over her head and punished her mouth with his lips and tongue. Nipping with his teeth, his knee bent between her legs, he worked his thigh muscle against her wanton, wet pussy.
    He used his teeth on her neck, down to her heavy breasts and peaked nipples. He pulled at them using his edge of his teeth. Drawing her nipple out, stretching it, until his mouth and teeth slid off the nipple completely. Then, he’d start on the next.
    His thigh rubbed up hard between her thighs, and Sarah started to ride his leg. She rubbed and massaged that sweet, moist pussy up and down his thigh. He hoisted one of her legs up over his hip and measured the head of his cock at her entrance. “I’m going to fuck you. Right now. Hard, so hard.”
    Sarah moaned, as he let her wrists go, only to focus on twisting a nipple hard with one hand, while he flicked the head of his cock at her entrance, and his finger rubbed her swollen clit hard. If only he had some rope in here.
    “Brock! Greenhouse.”
    Brock snapped back to reality and let her free. The water stopped. The tank must be empty, they’d been too long. “I’m sorry. I…I lost control.”
    “It’s okay. Thank you for honoring my safe word. Come on, we’ll dry each other off.”
    “Sarah, you’re driving me insane. I just want to take you and…”
    “We have an agreement. You signed it.”
    “I know.”
    “I realize feelings are tough for you, Brock. Do you want to talk about why?”
    “No. It’s nothing really. Jilted lover, parents wouldn’t buy me a toy. The usual stuff.”
    Brock noticed Sarah shivering, and he wrapped the fluffy white towel around her and started to dry her hair with another. “You’re cold.”
    “I’m sure you can warm me up.”
    “Let’s go to the bed. I’ll turn the electric blanket on and in five minutes you’ll be toasty.”
    “We’ll be toasty.”
    “Sarah, I’m not sure this is a good idea.”
    “What isn’t a good idea?”
    “This agreement.”
    Her eyes flashed back at him. “You signed it.”
    “I wanted to try. I owe you that much.”
    “Owe me? Seriously? I’m an obligation to you?”
    “No.” He continued to dry her hair, and she snatched the towel from his hands. He dried himself off with his towel.
    “I signed yours. I was shit-scared. What you did to me. You made it so I couldn’t say my safe word.”
    “I pushed you too far, I know. It’s unforgiveable.”
    “Almost too far. Almost .” She raised her voice just enough for him to know he was screwed. “But I did forgive you. I gave you the benefit of the doubt. Hell, I even started thinking you’d helped me cope with my attacks.”
    She furiously dried herself, and Brock switched on the electric blanket to warm the bed. For a savvy businessman, he sure knew how to fuck things up when it came to personal relationships.
    “Now you’re wimping out because you might ‘feel’ something. Big brave man is scared of a bit of touchy-feely. I’m not going to hurt you, Brock.”
    “It’s not that. I don’t want to hurt you!”
    “I’m a big girl. We have a twenty-four hour agreement, not a marriage. And you’re chickening out.”
    “You can’t deny you want the marriage, and the true love crap. I cannot make that happen for you.”
    Sarah threw her towel down and marched up to him in her naked splendour. It was like she’d forgotten she was naked. Her eyes flashed anger, and something else he wasn’t sure about. “You know what?”
    “What?”
    “You’re a fake. You say the way you like to have sex is all about trust. But you can’t trust anyone. You can’t even try to get out of your