Saturday Night Special by Mari Carr Read Free Book Online

particular place is an exit, not an entrance. I plan for it to stay that way.”
    He reached over to pick up a small butt plug. “We’ll work up to it.” He grabbed a tube of lubrication as well.
    “Oh no, we won’t.”
    He nodded, placing his hand on her back and directing her around the corner to the next aisle.
    “You’re wasting your money on those things.” She pointed to the plug and lube.
    He didn’t bother responding.
    “You’re being stubborn again,” she added.
    “Determined,” he replied.
    “Annoying.”
    “Is this some sort of name game?” he joked.
    She glanced at the shelf behind him and an evil look crossed her face. He braced himself. Riley may get knocked down, but she never got knocked out. “Okay, if you’re buying those, I want these .” She picked up handcuffs.
    “Sweetheart, I’m a cop. I’ve got at least a half-dozen pairs of those at home. And believe me, I’m more than willing to use all of them on you.”
    “Oh, they’re not for me. They’re for you.”
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    He narrowed his eyes. Riley may know him as an easygoing friend, content to follow in her wake, but in the bedroom he liked to direct. She’d reacted to and assimilated that fact all morning. She liked it when he took charge. He could see it.
    He tried to figure out the best way to proceed. He could see the blade of the guillotine poised over his head and his answer now could signal reprieve or death.
    “You want to tie me up?”
    She nodded.
    Aaron leaned closer as he whispered his next question. “And what would you do with me once you had me at your mercy?”
    “I have this fantasy,” she began with a smile and he wondered what he’d set himself up for.
    “I’m in this empty room and there’s a gorgeous, naked guy standing in the middle of it with his arms chained above his head. Usually the guy is Ryan Reynolds, but I guess you’ll do.”
    “Very funny.” He pictured himself bare-assed and bound in her room.
    “Anyway, you’re completely helpless. I can do anything I want to you.”
    He swallowed heavily and watched the guy in the next aisle take a couple steps closer to them. Great, she was attracting an audience in a sex shop. Typical Riley.
    “I walk around you a few times, just touching you here and there.” She imitated her words with glancing brushes on his arm, his shoulder, the top of his thigh. “You’re rock-hard and aching for me, but I’ve warned you not to speak. If you talk—even to beg—I’ll leave.”
    He knew it was just a fantasy, but for some reason he felt as if she’d just forbidden him to speak. The clerk behind the counter put his magazine down and looked up.
    “I know you want me to touch your cock. I can see you pleading with your eyes, but you’re my toy and I’m not about to let the game end too soon. I move to stand behind you. You start to turn your head but I say no. You have to look forward.”
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    She moved into the position as she spoke and he only just stopped turning his head to look at her. The man in the next aisle had stopped pretending to shop and was now watching Riley, hanging on her every word. Fuck, so was Aaron for that matter.
    “I run my hands along your back. I love your back, you know. So muscular and sexy. I love to watch you mow grass in the summer. Love to see you with your shirt off and sweat running down your tanned skin. So hot.”
    Her fingers traced lines on the back of his shirt and he imagined she was touching the slick moisture. “I can sense how badly you want me, so I decide to offer you a small reward for your good behavior. I reach down and cup your ass, squeezing hard.” Her hand drifted down to touch his ass and he wished she would grab it like she’d described.
    “I run my finger along the crevice there and tell you to spread your legs.”
    He swallowed heavily. She moved forward to whisper her next words and out of the corner of his eye, he saw the customer and the clerk both lean