But instead of bitching at him about it, I take a deep breath and nod, hurriedly excusing myself from the living area. I try to calm myself down as I speed-walk to the kitchen, reminding myself that I’m here for a purpose this weekend: to get my ass cherry popped, and then sayonara. I’ll be saying goodbye to this pompous asshole, even if it makes things uncomfortable at work.After all, Duke can be such a prick sometimes. It’s like he doesn’t care about me or my feelings even one iota. At first, I thought that he was just socially awkward or completely oblivious or something, but now I’m almost sure that he fully understands that the way he talks to me is unacceptable, but he just doesn’t give a damn.Then again, Duke has a decent job and a steady career, so maybe I should just shut it. It’s not like there are lots of eligible men lining up to ask me out, so I have to be thankful for what I have. Plus, he’s not too bad looking, if you like the Italian mafioso look. His black hair tend

My eyes snap open and I gasp when I realize my wrists are cuffed.“Duke , what the hell is this? This is too much! You’ve gone too far.”He merely shrugs as he tests the cuffs, making sure they’re locked. Then he chuckles and gives my ass another smack, which is just getting annoying at this point. What the fuck? When did my boyfriend become so diabolical?“Duke !” I grit out. “This is crazy! I mean, we didn’t even talk about this beforehand and now you’re pulling all these toys out of your bag and—it’s just way too much!”The man glares at me, long and hard, like he expects me to quit yapping and let him get on with what he wants to do, but there’s no way in hell I’m going to lay here and let him run roughshod over me. We didn’t talk about this at all, and it’s not okay because at bottom, I don’t trust him. He’s not the kind of guy I could give myself whole-heartedly to, and as a result, this needs to stop. Besides, he never mentioned that he was into this kind of thing even once, so

Sophia’s POVA scream erupts from my throat when I see a strange man standing at the front door with a gun in his hand. It’s not just a small gun either. It looks huge, and he looks like he knows how to use it.“Who are you?” I scream. “Get out! OMG, don’t look at me!”The man looks right back at me, a flush rising on those high cheekbones.“Who am I?” he growls. “Who the fuck are you?”I let out another scream then because this is totally crazy. When I first heard a car pulling into the drive, I figured it was just Vinnie coming back to apologize. After all, who leaves a woman naked and handcuffed in an isolated cabin? Even worse, after all this straining, I still haven’t ben able to get it out.But obviously, it wasn’t Duke at all. Instead, it’s this glowering stranger who looks like he could fight a mountain lion bare-handed and win. He’s huge, with night-black hair, piercing blue eyes and a strong jaw. The strange man’s wearing a plaid shirt that emphasizes wide shoulders and bulg

I merely giggle, and crack one eye to look at him over my shoulder.“Unexpected? That’s one way of putting it,” I mewl in an amused tone. But then I do something so dirty that even I’m surprised. I reach one hand between my legs and gently grasp his ball sack, squeezing the soft orbs and milking them to get the last drops of seed out. He groans, dropping his forehead to my sweaty shoulder.“What are you doing to me?” he says hoarsely as the last spurts of hot seed jet into my bottom. “You minx.”“It just felt so good, Mr.Xander ,” I murmur throatily. “I want to get all of your semen, that’s all. And I want more too, if that’s what you want.”That does it. A light flares in those intense blue eyes, and suddenly, I know I’ll be enjoying my weekend at the cabin after all.Xander’s POVThe next morning, I wake up feeling like I’ve been hit with a ten-ton pile of bricks. Don’t get me wrong. It’s a bone-deep, satisfying type of fatigue, and it only comes from a heavy night of hot sex. Sure

She looks up, biting her lip.“Well, Mr.Xander , you mentioned last night that you wanted to have a relaxing weekend, so I figured I better get out of your hair so you can do that. I don’t want to overstay my welcome, but thank you so much for your hospitality,” she babbles while struggling to get her jeans all the way on. “I know that technically, I wasn’t welcome at all because I sort of broke in, but—you get what I’m saying. Sorry.” She shakes her head in apology, staring at the floor. I shoot her an amused look.“Honey, you really think that after what we shared last night that I want you to leave?”She’s still staring at the floor.“Oh, I don’t want to intrude any more than I already have, Mr.Xander .”I get out of bed then, stark naked, and stand in front of her before putting a big hand beneath her chin to tip it up at me.“You’re not intruding, baby girl. I mean, yes, you broke in, but I’m fine with it. It was unexpected but you’re my daughter’s friend, so it’s no big deal. Be