SimplyIrresistible by Evanne Lorraine Read Free Book Online Page B

was more important to him than any blowjob.
    He removed the cuffs, tugged the cups up to cover her rigid
nipples, unfastened the butterfly and guided her to her feet.
    “What about you, Sir?” She nibbled her lower lip and stared
pointedly at the bulge in his slacks.
    Her level of concern made him wonder if her last Master had
demanded more than she wanted to give. “No matter what you’ve been told, a
hard-on isn’t fatal, just uncomfortable. You didn’t orgasm either.”
    She shrugged. “I never do, Sir.”
    “Ever?”
    “I have, just not recently. I’m not certain exactly when I
stopped.” Tiana’s brow puckered in concern. “Years ago, Master.”
    Her inability to find sexual release with her last Master
didn’t surprise him. Damn hard to enjoy a sadist’s torture unless you’re wired
for it. He made an effort to keep anger out of his tone. “Good. Then it won’t
be a problem for you to refrain from touching yourself. Remember for as long as
you’re with me your climaxes are mine. You do not come without permission.”
    “Yes Sir.”
    The pulse in her throat fluttered again. He bit back a smile
of relief. “I’m going to see you home safely.”
    Her sweetly muddled expression suggested she thought he was
either a couple of bales short of a truckload or the best thing since
battery-operated vibrators. But she didn’t argue. Her acceptance of his
decision pleased him a great deal.
    He kept a hand at the small of her back all the way to
women’s locker room.
    Dominance displays were understood and expected at the
Crucible. Possessiveness was a whole other matter. He ignored the warning bells
going off in his head, because keeping her safe was more important. The little
slave brought out protective instincts that were far from simple—another
potential snake pit of problems he put on hold.
    Some maniac had rammed her truck earlier this evening. There
was no way Liam would send her out into the night with a pat on her ass and a
see-you-later. Call him old school. He didn’t care. He wasn’t offering her a
choice when it came to her safety. He was seeing her right to her
damn-well-better-be-sturdy front door. The only acceptable alternative was
taking her home to the ranch. The idea didn’t scare his socks off—strange,
because it sure as fuck should have.
    Tiana rejoined him in a prompt five minutes. Both her pretty
sundress and the blue sandals with the fragile ankle straps were back in place.
The faint outline of her corset was visible if he looked hard enough. The real
challenge was looking away.
    He kept his hand at her waist as they left the dungeon and
crossed the full parking lot to her truck. In another hour the weekday crowd
would start to thin. At the moment, none of the other vehicles moved. His sixth
sense didn’t set off any alarms. Security patrolled the grounds regularly, but
he wasn’t taking chances.
    The pungent aroma of expensive tobacco hit him a half a
second before Tiana flinched. The sodium pressure security lights illuminated
the parking lot, but left plenty of shadows. He caught the telltale red glow of
a cigar.
    Travis Gregg, his ex-sub’s big brother uncoiled from where
he’d been leaning against Liam’s SUV. He removed the stogie, holding it between
his thumb, index and middle fingers. The smoke stayed close to his mouth. “Been
waiting to talk to you.”
    “Another time.” Liam took another step toward Tiana’s truck.
    “Fine, run away and hide. Beating up women is a lot easier
than facing someone who can hit back.”
    Liam tucked Tiana behind him. “Not that it’s any of your
business, but I did nothing to your sister that wasn’t entirely consensual.”
    The red tip of his cigar glowed when Travis took a puff. He
blew out a smoke ring. “Says you.”
    “Ask her.”
    “She’s too damn loyal to say shit.”
    Liam widened the distance between them by a stride, putting
Tiana farther away from the potential menace.
    “I see you’ve already found another