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PRETEND YOU MINE The sexual innuendo
"Oh, Ethan......My coffee arrived and I wanted to slap the server for interrupting that beautiful speech. I busied myself with doctoring it with sugar and cream. I took a sip and tried to find my words. To be honest, I was caught up in him already. Hook, line and sinker. I wanted all those things with Ethan, I just wasn't sure I would survive him."Too much? Am I scaring you off?"I shook my head. "No. It sounds very nice, actually. And you should know it's something I've never had before. I've never had a relationship like that, Ethan." He grinned. "That works for me, baby. I want to be your first." He raised an eyebrow in a look that dripped of sexual innuendo and made me want to go home with him tonight to start the arrangement. "But I want you to think about it tonight and then tell me what you decide. And you need to know that I am very possessive of what belongs to me.""Really?" The sarcasm rolled out of me. "Never would have guessed that from last night in my flat.""I could
PRETEND YOU MINE His office
Waterloo Bridge grounded me the next morning. I came home to the heavenly smell of coffee started by my roommate. I passed Gaby a half hour later on my way out the door to class."You going to the Mallerton exhibition on the tenth?" she asked. "I want to. I'm conserving one of his right now, called Lady Percival. I was hoping to find out a little more about the provenance on her. She's had some heat damage, and it's melted the lacquer over the title of the book she's holding. I really want to know what that book is. Like a secret I need to discover.""Yay!" She clapped and did a little bounce. "It's his birthday exhibit,” I pretended to count on my fingers. "Let's see, Sir Tristan would be two hundred twenty-eight?""Two hundred twenty-seven, to be exact." Gabrielle was deep into her dissertation on Romanticist painter Tristan Mallerton, so when there was anything doing with him she was first in line with tickets."Okay, off by one year. That's not too bad."She smiled wide, revealing
PRETEND YOU MINE Wet for him
With my purse on my shoulder and my Boots shopping bag in my hand I stepped out of the elevator and walked into a very sleek and artfully designed space. There were framed black-and-white photographs of architectural wonders from all over the world on the walls, big glass windows looking out over the city. and a very pretty redhead behind the desk."Brynne Bennett here to see Mr. Blackstone." She looked me over thoroughly before getting up from her desk. "Oh he's expecting you, Miss Bennett. I'll take you back through to his office." She smiled as she held the door for me. "I hope you like Chinese."I followed her and dismissed the comment, not because I didn't want to answer but because everyone was watching us. Every head at every workstation turned in our direction and stared. I wanted to sink through a crack in the floor and hide. That would be after I killed Ethan. What the hell had he done? Announced in a mass email that his girlfriend was stopping by to give him a blow job in h
PRETEND YOU MINE The safe word
"You're perfect," I murmured, and then I closed my mouth over him and drew his beautiful pink cock into me. Ethan gripped the chair and thrust to the back of my throat. I worked him good, stroking with my hand and sucking him deep into my mouth. With my tongue, I flicked over the big vein that fed his erection and heard him groan. I didn't stop my pace or where I was going with this. It would be all-the-way-to-the-finish-line with me, and I intended to get my way.He must have read my body language, because his hands moved to my head and held me as he fucked my mouth. I took it all without gagging once, and when his balls tightened up and I knew he was close, I gripped his hips hard with both hands so he couldn't pull back."Oh, fuck I'm gonna go so hard!" He stiffened to iron and spilled the warm essence down the back of my throat, holding my head with two hands as he climaxed. "Jesus Christ... Brynne." He panted out deep, gulping breaths.I lifted my eyes when he left my mouth. I sw
PRETEND YOU MINE Back in his home
My phone rang as I was packing my overnight bag. I saw who was calling and looked at the clock. Ethan had said he would be here by seven to pick me up. It was quarter to right now. "Are you having second thoughts and crying off for our sleepover tonight?"He laughed. "No chance of that, and I hope you have your bag ready, baby." "So why aren't you here to whisk me away?""Yes, well I had to send a car to collect you. Some business-related emergency pain in my ass. I'm so sorry. The driver's name is Neil, and he works for me. He'll get you into my flat and I want you to just make yourself at home until ! get there. Will you do that for me, my darling?""I guess so." My mind was spinning with the implications of me on my own in his house. I wasn't really scared, but the idea did not thrill me either. "Are you sure, Ethan? I mean we can do this another night if you're busy...—"||"I'm sleeping with you tonight, Brynne. In my bed. End of discussion." "Oh boy." I smiled into the phone. "Ca
PRETEND YOU MINE Feel good with him
An hour later my skin was pink from the heat and soft from the bubbles. I'd dressed in my Jimi Hendrix T-shirt and a pair of Ethan's silk boxers that were very swishy on me. I'd organized my purchases from Boots in a bathroom drawer, shaved my legs and slathered myself in primrose scented lotion.I wandered back to the coffeemaker and fixed myself a mug before drifting into the other rooms of Ethan's flat. The home gym had a state-of-the-art tread-mill facing the floor-to-ceiling windows. The view took my breath away. I love a city lights view, but I imagined it was just as spectacular in the daytime.I found what I believed to be his office and turned the handle. The room behind the door was indeed an office. A massive oak desk anchored the room while the opposing wall held a panel of TV monitors and other high-tech equip- ment. But it was the wall behind the desk that really caught my attention: a salt- water aquarium glowed with light and colors and bubbles over the rippling water.
PRETEND YOU MINE Teasing him
Ethan brought me my coffee in bed the next morning. I sat up against the headboard and pulled the sheet up to cover me. He raised an eyebrow as he sat down on the edge of the bed and carefully handed the mug over. "I think I did it right, but you have a taste and tell me." I took a sip and made a face."I put half cream and three spoonfuls of sugar," he said with a shrug. “You set up the coffee yourself. All I did was press brew on the machine." I kept him hanging for another minute before cracking a smile and taking another sip of my delicious coffee."What? Just making sure you're trained in proper coffee prep. I have my standards." I winked at him. "I think you'll do in a pinch. Mr. Blackstone.""You devil woman, teasing me like that." He leaned in to kiss me, careful of the hot coffee. "I like having the coffeemaker set up the night before. I wonder why I never thought of it." He stayed close to my face, looking intently over me, his hair still messy from sleep and all the sex and
PRETEND YOU MINE Her past
We broke in the shower too, or I should say I did when he propped me in the corner, dropped to his knees and returned the favor. The sex never ended with this man. And I was on board the sexy train right with him, flashing my frequent traveler pass. I had not had so much sex in-....."Don't go there and don't ruin this time with him" I inwardly murmured to myself.Ethan had a tattoo on his back. Right across his shoulders were medium- sized horizontal wings. They looked a little Goth and almost Greco-Roman in their black inked starkness. I loved the quote underneath the wings. No more yielding but a dream. I saw it in the shower when he turned to get the soap."That's Shakespeare, right?" I smoothed over the ink with my hand, and that's when I saw the scars. Many white lines and ridges. So many you couldn't count them. I gasped a sharp breath, desperately sad to think about how badly he'd been hurt. I wanted to ask, but I held my tongue. I didn't offer to tell about my scars.He turne
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