Unfettered by Sasha White Read Free Book Online Page B

didn’t want to let him drive her car. Finally, she bit her lip, pulled the keys from the pocket of her little leather skirt, and held them out. “Okay, but she’s my baby. No one but me has driven her since the instant I saw her.”
    Emotion burned in his throat. He folded her fingers back around the keys. “If it means that much to you, you can drive.”
    She squealed and jumped into his arms. Arms that opened wide and caught her automatically. Chest to chest, groin to groin, he lowered his head and slanted his mouth over hers.
    She opened instantly, welcoming him with everything she had. She tasted so good, he would’ve stripped her down and fucked her on his car’s hood if Jim, one of the club’s security guys, hadn’t tapped him on the shoulder.
    “Take her home, Ian,” he said.
    Not in the least embarrassed, Ian set Ronnie down and grinned. “That’s exactly what I’m gonna do.”
    He led her to the purple Barracuda parked in the next row and held out his hand for the keys. A pucker appeared between her brows, but she didn’t hesitate, just passed them over. When he opened the door and helped her into the driver’s seat, she grinned at him in a way that lightened his heart. After opening his own door and climbing into the passenger seat he returned the keys to her, set his bag on the floor, and told her his address.

    They didn’t talk as she drove through the streets of L.A. and up into the Hollywood Hills. It wasn’t an uncomfortable silence, but she wouldn’t call it comfortable either, because every time she shifted gears and her thighs rubbed together, her blood ran just a little bit hotter. By the time they got to Ian’s condo, she was ready to go off, and from the look of the bulge in Ian’s lap, he was in the same shape.
    He didn’t say anything or touch her until after they were inside the building and standing at his door. Then with the key in the lock, he hesitated.  
    He turned to her, and her heart thumped against her ribs at the emotions he didn’t try to hide from her.
    “You told me about you, and what you wanted. I feel it’s only fair to tell you where I stand before you enter my home.”
    “Okay.”
    He cupped her cheek, lightly stroking her skin with his thumb as he spoke softly, but firmly. “I don’t bring subs from the club to my home. For longer than I care to admit, I’ve only played in clubs, in situations where I could go into scenes knowing exactly what my limits were, and hers. It wasn’t always just about sex, but even though I’ve been intimate with many of them, it’s never been about love. This, with you, it’s about love. It’s limitless. If you step through this door with me, there’s no going back for either of us.”
    She couldn’t speak. Tears swam in her eyes and words stuck in her throat. Putting her hand on his, she stood on her tiptoes and pressed trembling lips to his for a second before stepping away. Looking right at him, she opened the door and backed into the entryway.
    A dark hunger swept over Ian’s face as he followed her in. He closed the door behind him, turning the lock deliberately. He dropped his bag and prowled toward her as she kept moving deeper and deeper into his home. When she reached open space, she held out her arms. “I’m all in.”
    With a growl, he swept her up into his arms, slammed his mouth down on hers, and carried her through the condo. He took such complete control of her in that instant that she didn’t notice anything but the taste and texture of his mouth on hers until he put her on her feet again. Then she became aware of his hands moving over her body, going down her back and cupping her bare ass beneath her skirt, squeezing and pulling at her cheeks in a way that had her whimpering in need.
    She arched into him, rubbing herself against the delicious ridge of his cock, hungry to be closer—to be naked, with nothing between them but sweat.
    Suddenly, he gripped a handful of her hair and tugged her head