Free Love Bound by Selena Kitt Page A

was halfway through the door, when his voice stopped her.
    “What about the ring, Adalia?”
    She froze before looking over her shoulder at him. Then
she gave him a small smile she knew didn’t quite reach her eyes. “Do you have
it?”
    He shrugged his shoulders. “The question is: are you
willing to pay the price to find out?”
    A shiver of both fear and excitement filled her. “We’re
not playing let’s make a deal.” She’d seen him do this a numerous times with
her father. In fact that’s how she’d met him; at a business luncheon her father
had demanded she host for him. But now, just like then, Dom had a shrewd look
on his face. He had an ace up his sleeve and she had a feeling she was going to
end up on the losing end this time, instead of her powerful father.
    “Why ever not, Addie? From what I hear, you’re really
good at it.” His voice was cool.
    A wave an embarrassment followed by fury washed over her.
She didn’t need his brutal reminder of how many times she’d played this game
with her own family until she’d finally gotten fed up and had left. Never
again, she’d vowed.
    “And if you don’t, you’ll have to go back to Bethilda and
admit defeat.”
    Shaking her head, she released the door handle and walked
over to face him. Reaching up, she patted his cheek. “So that’s your Ace. I may
be desperate for work, but even I won’t whore myself out to you to find some
damn ring which I’m suspecting now was never stolen and may not even exist. You
and Bathilda can kiss my ass.”
    “Oh I’ll do more than kiss it, Addie.”
    The heat in his eyes had her breath catching, but she
knew regardless of how much he wanted her she could never satisfy him. Giving a
grunt of exasperation at both herself and the situation, she turned to leave
when she was suddenly grabbed from behind. Before she could even cry out she
found herself pressed up against the wall with her arms restrained behind her. When
she felt the brush of silk as he tied what was obviously his tie around her
wrists, she cried out. “Dammit, Dom!”
    “Hush. I’m not going to hurt you much, but tonight you’re
going to lose some of that formidable self-control for me.”
    She was sure he meant his voice to be reassuring, but the
idea he wanted to strip her down to her base emotions terrified her. She
couldn’t — no, she wouldn’t - give up her control to him.
    “Don’t do this to me.” Her eyes welled with tears at her
own foolishness in getting close enough to him that she ended up in this
position.
    “Do what? Make you come? Sorry, baby, that’s a foregone
conclusion for tonight along with the punishment you earned by both lying and
running from me.”
    She stiffened at his words. “Punishment! Are you outta of
your mind, Domhnall? Who do you think you are? My master?”
    He leaned forward and pressed his mouth against her ear. “Yep,
you’ve pretty much driven me crazy since you snuck out of my house over a year
ago. You’ve no one to blame but yourself for what’s going to happen tonight.” He
nipped her ear before spinning her around. Before she could blast him, his hard
mouth covered hers and muffled any protest she could’ve mustered if he hadn’t
shocked her right down to her innermost core and into silence.
    Electricity shot through her when his tongue thrust past
her lips to tangle with her own. Despite her own lack of climaxing during sex,
she’d always loved his kisses. Even if she couldn’t come, she’d take what
little pleasure she could from offering her body to him, including the way he
cuddled her afterwards as if she were the only woman on Earth. She whimpered
when he lifted her off her feet and was vaguely aware of him moving. Her
nipples peaked against the beaded chiffon top of her harem costume. A sharp
inhale accompanied his tweaking her nipple with a toothy tug through it.
    When he finally lifted his mouth, she expected to find
herself by his massive four poster bed. Instead she found