Free Beg Me by Shiloh Walker Page A

I’d only been with one other guy before
Kyle and it wasn’t good with him. But Kyle…and you. There’s nothing
wrong with enjoying it…” Abruptly, she grinned at him as she
realized something. “And I’m not afraid of it right now.”
    Staring at him, she reached up and curled
her hands over his shoulders. “Come here.”
    Lids low over his eyes, he muttered, “I’ve
made a mess all over you.”
    “ I don’t care. Come here…” She gasped
as she felt his weight pressing into her. Gasped, then smiled.
“Make love to me,” she whispered.
    He glanced around and his gaze landed on the
packet of rubbers.
    She let go long enough for him to pull one
on and then she pulled him back to her, wrapped her arms around his
shoulders. “No…no games this time. Just make love to me,” she said,
pressing her mouth to his.
    He cupped her face in his hands and
whispered, “Gladly…”
    Tears stung her eyes as she lost herself in
the gentle, almost worshipful touch of his hands, his kisses. No,
she didn’t need fun and games all the time.
    Sometimes, she needed just this—and
just then , she needed it
desperately. She reveled in the feel of his weight, in his
strength, knowing that he’d never use it against her in a way that
would harm her, scar her.
    She ran her hands along his sides, his arms,
learning the feel of his body, the way muscle played under flesh.
She learned his taste, learned that he shuddered when she stroked
the small of his back, that he groaned when she sank her nails into
the taut flesh of his ass.
    And she learned that when he brought her
climax with care and ease, he managed to bring tears to her eyes
and an ache to her heart.

Chapter Six
     
    “ W hat are we
doing here?” Tania stared as Drake pulled into the parking lot of
the small store. The bright white sign, marked with purple script,
glowed down on them as he came around to let her out.
    “ Picking something up,” he said
obliquely. He gave her a crooked smile as he opened the door and
held out a hand. She scooted to the edge of the seat, awkwardly
trying to stand as best she could without flashing the entire
parking lot—thankfully it was empty.
    You’ve only got yourself
to blame for this , she told herself. That morning
she’d woken up and texted Drake a message on impulse. I want to play tonight .
    His reply had been: Wear the red coat and heels. Only the red coat
and heels.
    She was stark naked under it. It was a
little too cold for it, but he had the heater nice and toasty when
he picked her up. “We’re not going to a movie or anything, are we?”
she’d asked him nervously.
    He’d given her a wicked smile. “I’d never
even thought about that.”
    He didn’t take her to a movie, though. Just
here to this store infamous for its sexy lingerie and sexy
toys.
    With his hand resting on the small of her
back, he led her inside. “Gee, do I get to pick out some clothes to
wear?” she quipped.
    His hand slid down, rested just above the
curve of her ass. “No. I like thinking about you naked under there
for me.” Then he dipped his head and murmured, “You know what? I
think I might have you open that coat up for me in the back room,
let me take a peek…”
    “ No,” she snarled.
    “ No?” He nipped her earlobe, squeezed
her ass.
    They rounded the corner and she gulped when
she saw that the back room where all the toys were kept was empty.
Drake glanced around and then pulled her in front of him. “No? You
don’t want to show me that hot little body of yours and know I’m
thinking about it while we’re driving to my place? That I’m going
out of my mind knowing there’s nothing between us but red
leather?”
    She bit her lip, toyed with the belt. But
before it even became an issue, the bell over the front door rang,
and a minute later, a bunch of giggly young women flooded the back
room as well.
    Drake moved to her side, slipping an
arm around her waist. “Saved by the bell and the bride,” he teased,
nodding