JustPressPlay by M.A. Ellis Read Free Book Online

puzzled.
    A moment later she heard the distinct sound of him pulling one of the heavy patio chairs closer to the window.
    “You will.” His deep voice came from the darkness. She saw a flash of white and knew he smiled briefly, but the rest of his shape was indiscernible in the dark.
    “You looked like that famous literary cat,” Erin said, shifting against the throbbing between her thighs. The slight movement forced her gaze to her reflection in the glass. The not quite crisp image of her in her opened jeans and bra was pretty alluring.
    “With any luck, there’ll be a little cream waitin ’ for me when this is all over.” He laughed.
    His so typically male words and the timbre of his voice made Erin excessively wet. The idea that he was comfortably seated and watching her made her pussy throb.
    “When what’s all over?” Erin demanded, secretly admitting she couldn’t wait to see what was going to transpire. Her half naked. Him watching.
    “Press Play, Erin. Just press Play.”

Chapter Three
     
    Jesus, she was hot. The overhead light cast brightness and shadows in all the right places and Daniel clenched his fists, wondering why he had waited so damn long to make his move. He should have listened to Zac . That thought was as frightening as Erin not doing what he suggested. He held his breath, waiting to see if she would turn on the tape player. He prided himself on his quick thinking, and when he’d paged through her manuscript reading the highly erotic words, the proverbial light bulb had gone off. When he had turned on the player and listened to her soft voice recite the words she’d crafted, it had become clear there was more than the simple missionary-style mindset at work.
    He watched the rapid rise and fall of her breasts, giving himself a mental pat on the back for not reaching around and fondling them when he had stood behind her. It would have been so damn easy to peel down the thin material of her bra and caress the softness. Full and undeniably not fake. So easy to test their weight in the palms of his hands before seeing just how sensitive her nipples were.
    He shifted downward in the chair and spread his legs, giving his balls a little more room. Not that they’d need it. If she actually played along with his historical oration, his sac would be plastered against the base of his semihard cock in no time.
    Erin peered out the window, focusing her gaze about two feet higher than the top of his head. She obviously couldn’t see him, but she knew he was there. Just like her horny heroine secretly knew each time she had an audience. He really did want to see how much of the author was embedded in the character and just how amenable she was to sharing that fact. He’d purposely chosen a scene after the earl had shown his lady how effectively she could pleasure herself. It seemed the perfect means for Erin to get a little insight into the male mind while he discovered just how adventurous she might be.
    She glanced at the tape player, out into the darkness then back to her hands once more. Daniel waited, not realizing he was holding his breath until her index finger pressed the button and started the tape. She leaned to the side and placed the machine on the end table, and over the sudden acceleration of his heart, he heard his own voice.
    “Isabella leaned her forehead against the pane of one of the conservatory’s tall windows and watched the final rays of the sun transform into a purple-hued dusk. Outside, the steward and the gardener appeared to be in a very heated discussion, no doubt prompted by something the overbearing earl had found unacceptable.”
    They were her words—he’d dictated them precisely as she had written. But she’d soon find out that her hero wasn’t going to be walking up behind her and chastising her for disobeying his request that she wait for him in his room. He wasn’t going to show his power over her body and slowly strip her bare while the others covertly