Rough Draft: Big Easy by Mari Carr Read Free Book Online Page A

he did chuckle. She was too adorable, too funny. She also didn’t realize they had much longer than one week. Forever was starting to sound feasible.
    “Answer my question or I’ll spank you. You failed to respond correctly to most of these. Role play.”
    “Yes.”
    “Good girl. Now. Tell me your dirtiest fantasy.”
    She hesitated. “I…I—”
    “This will only work if you’re completely honest about what you want. As you said, our time is limited.”
    “Capture.”
    Though her response was short and succinct, it fired off a million kinky scenes in Jett’s mind as he considered all the ways he’d like to capture her. Claim her. Take her.
    He pressed his lips to her ear and whispered his own single word. “Yes.”
    With that, he pushed up, pulling her hands as he went, clasping them behind her back. “Your safe word is red. Say that and I’ll stop whatever it is I’m doing and we’ll talk about it. Understand?”
    “Yes.”
    “Yes what?”
    “Yes, Sir.”
    “Good.” He’d taken a pair of handcuffs from the toy room after signing in with Roan. Pulling them from his back pocket, he slipped them around Carissa’s wrists. She startled and started to rise, but he placed a firm hand on her upper back. “Don’t move.”
    She’d obviously expected him to employ the straps on the bench. He liked keeping her off balance, always wondering what was coming next by not being predictable. She was captive to him and his desires.
    He’d sensed her beginning to relax as they spoke. Jett had hoped that by talking a bit she would start to feel more comfortable. Now, with one click of the cuffs, he’d taken that comfort away, keeping her on her toes, wondering what would come next. The fear and excitement of the unknown would only continue to build her arousal.
    The same held true for him. His cock was currently hard enough to pound nails in concrete. He was aching to touch her. To fuck her.
    He had to keep reminding himself this was Carissa. His Carissa. The consequences of their actions tonight would be long reaching. Despite Carissa’s belief she was indulging in some kinky play with a stranger, when he took the mask off, everything would change.
    That thought gave him pause. He was taking the choice of leaving their friendship behind, to embark on something much more, out of Carissa’s hands. He tried to summon up some guilt about it, but he couldn’t. The magic of Eden was too powerful. He’d never been more certain about anything in his life. He wasn’t going to let this moment, this chance for happiness, slip by simply because of Carissa’s practicality. He’d show her there was something to be said for being impulsive.
    Reaching lower, he lifted her skirt, groaning when he discovered her ass bare. “Dirty girl.”
    His words weren’t an admonition, they were praise. He ran his hand over the smooth skin, enjoying the slight shudder his touch provoked.
    Carissa wiggled her ass. A sexy invitation.
    He tapped on the inside of her knees. “Open your legs.”
    She followed his command, spreading her thighs apart as much as the bench would allow. Jett ran his fingers along her wet slit.
    Carissa gasped, squirmed, encouraged him without words to touch her again, to go deeper. She tried to press toward him, but he didn’t give her what she wanted.
    He dragged his fingers to her clit, lightly caressing the tiny button. It wasn’t enough for her and she let him know. “Harder,” she urged.
    Jett took his hand away from her completely, letting her feel its absence for a few seconds before he swatted her ass firmly.
    She gasped and tried to raise her chest. He pressed his hand to her upper back, holding her against the leather as he spanked her again.
    “Wait. No.” She continued to struggle.
    Jett paused briefly, though he didn’t lighten his grip. “The only word you’re allowed to speak is red. Say that now or be quiet.”
    She stopped moving, her breathing faster, louder. For a moment, he feared