Trouble by Sasha Whte Read Free Book Online

away from her cheek. “You tell me your fantasies . . . and I’ll make them come true.”
    Samair swallowed. Her heart pounded and her insides melted at his touch. She’d known from the first time she set eyes on him that he was a powerful man. Her time in his office, in his arms, had made her hyper-aware of just what kind of passion she’d been missing out on. This was no boy to be toyed with. If she said yes, there was no backing out. Mind you, he was offering her sex, not love, and not a relationship. He was offering her the perfect affair.
    Valentine Ward was all man. Just being near him set her body to humming with erotic anticipation. His words promised untold pleasures and his steady gaze made it clear he was confident in his abilities to follow through.
    Yet she couldn’t help but try to push a button or two of her own. She smiled slowly and lifted a hand to play with the button at his neck. “Promises, promises.”
    He stepped back and tucked his hands into his pockets. His hooded gaze ran over her, making all her pleasure points tingle, and threw out a challenge of his own. “Are you brave enough to see if I can keep my promises?”
    Nope, definitely not a boy.
    A thrill ripped through her at the prospect of having this man do whatever she wanted. “Right now my fantasy is to have you on your knees, with your face buried between my thighs.”
    “Done.”

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    E xcitement swamped Samair as Val took her by the elbow and confidently led her through the crowd. Heart racing, nipples hardening, body softening in all the right places, she was ready to play.
    They passed by the dance floor and Samair glanced over the crowd. Joey was watching her from the cage not ten feet away. Samair flashed her the thumbs-up and went back to concentrating on putting one foot in front of the other.
    As far as sexual fantasies went, oral sex wasn’t very daring. But it was the first thing to pop into her head and out of her mouth. Thinking straight when Val was standing right in front of her, offering to make her every fantasy come true, was a hard thing to do.
    He was basically a stranger, and for sure was only interested in sex, but she couldn’t seem to say no. And why should she? She’d already made the decision to start living life, and going after what she wanted. He’d seen her naked and panting before, he knew she was a little overweight, and he still wanted more. This time she hadn’t gone to him—he’d come to her.
    She’d have to be a freaking imbecile to say no!
    Instead of going up the stairs to his office like she’d expected, he directed her underneath them to a dark door that blended with the wall.
    Without a word he pulled a set of keys from his pocket, unlocked the door, and ushered her in. The room was dimly lit, and Samair was shocked to see how large it was.
    Plump sofas and low chairs were scattered about the floor space, and a small bar in the far corner told her the room was used for private parties.
    A window that was about three feet high ran the length of one wall, and when Samair stepped closer she realized that the window was actually the mirror that ran the length of the dance floor.
    “Wow,” she whispered. “I never even knew this was here.”
    “It’s mostly used for bachelor parties and such, but right now, it’s perfect for what I have in mind.” He stepped behind her, one strong arm circling her waist, his other hand tangling in her hair and pulling her head back for his kiss.
    His body pressed against her backside while his lips covered hers. All thought fled from her brain as her lips parted naturally and she drank in the taste of Val.
    She tried to turn in his arms, but he held her tight to him. His hardening cock pressed against her butt and she arched into it, wiggling and pressing back. Wanting to forget about the oral sex fantasy and just be taken by him. Filled by him.
    “Hands on the window,” he said, scraping his teeth lightly across her cheek and to