Taken by You (Taken by You Book One) by M.L. Young Read Free Book Online Page A

right.”
    “ There are no rules against us being together, Penelope. It’s my company, after all,” Blake said.
    “ I just…don’t want to do something I’ll regret later on. You’re Blake Hunter and I’m, well, I’m Penelope Wells,” I said, with my arms crossed.
    “ Then own that. Love being Penelope Wells, because the woman I see in front of me right now is worth it. If you’d like, I’ll call Gustav now. I don’t hold any ill will towards you, Penelope. You won’t face any repercussions in terms of the internship and I’ll give Sharon a glowing recommendation,” Blake said, as he walked towards the door.
    “ Wait,” I shouted, as he put his hand on the handle.
    “ Yes?” he asked, taking his hand off.
    “ Were your intentions tonight, and in the office, to get me here? To get me to sleep with you?” I asked.
    “ No,” he said, his back still towards me.
    “ Do you promise?” I asked, with my nervousness clearly lingering in my voice.
    “ Yes,” he replied.
    “ Then I’d like to continue,” I replied.
    He lingered at the door before he turned around and walked over to a bookshelf I hadn’t yet gotten to peruse. He motioned for me to come over and I did, as we stood in front of the behemoth wall of books.
    “ I want to show you something,” he said.
    “ Okay,” I replied.
    “ You must never tell a single soul about what I’m going to show you. Do you promise to keep my secret a secret, Penelope?” he asked.
    “ What is it?” I asked with trepidation.
    “ I can’t tell you. I can only show you. You must promise me you won’t speak of it to anybody, not even your roommate,” he said, a serious look in his eyes.
    “ Okay, I won’t tell anybody. I promise,” I said.
    Blake put his fingers on a book, one with the word “lust” on the spine, and pulled it back, though it didn’t come out of the shelf, before he put it back. I heard a few locks inside click before part of the bookshelf, a door-sized section, popped open.
    Blake grabbed onto it, pulling it open to reveal a staircase.
    “ There’s another level?” I asked, as I peeked inside.
    “ Yes. It’s small, just a large room, really. Would you like to see it?” he asked.
    “ I’m not sure…do I?” I asked.
    Blake motioned me upstairs with his head and I walked up the stairs with him right behind me. The door shut behind us as LED lights lined the staircase and guided me up.
    “ What is this?” I asked, when I got to the top and looked at the dimly lit room.
    “ My sex room,” he said.

CHAPTER FIVE
    Penelope
     
    There was a bed in the middle of the room, king-sized, with black sheets and a black comforter. The walls, which were lined with shelves and drawers, had everything and anything imaginable in the world of sex toys.
    There were handcuffs, blindfolds, whips, dildos, vibrators, and even some things I wasn’t quite sure what they were. The lighting, which was dim though bountiful enough to see around, came from the baseboards. A soft scent of cinnamon wafted throughout. I couldn’t believe where I was, and I couldn’t believe what it meant.
    “ Now tell me, Penelope, have you been a good girl recently?” Blake asked, as his hand ran across the small of my back.
    I felt shivers up and down my spine before his hand left my body. He walked over to a drawer, opened it, and pulled something out.
    “ What’s that?” I asked.
    “ It’s something that’s going to help you melt away all your stress. Would you like to feel good, Penelope?” he asked.
    “ Yes,” I replied.
    He tossed the item on the bed before it faded into the obscurity of the dark fabric. He came over to me, his hands grasping my hips, before his lips pressed against mine and our tongues soon met.
    I felt myself getting wet as his tongue swirled around mine. It was like they were wrestling, and he was winning in every sense of the word. His left hand drifted downwards to the edge of my dress, before I felt it slide slowly upwards.