Free Gloria's Man by Marteeka Karland Page B

recall, you should have a man with you, yet he's careless enough to let you out of his sight dressed like a woman in need of carnal delights."
    She shrugged as if his question didn't matter in the least to her, but Raulf felt the slight stiffening of her body. "I go where I please. I don't need anyone’s permission. In case you hadn't noticed, I'm all grown up." She winked at him over her shoulder and pushed back into him, rubbing her backside against his painfully hard cock. "I'm actually allowed to be naughty every now and then."
    Alarm bells went off in Raulf's head, and he sighed. He wouldn't be claiming Gloria tonight. He would, however, get her out of this den of iniquity and utter chaos. The noise was grating on his nerves and he couldn't think straight. Without another word, he took her drink from her, dropped a hundred on the bar, gripped her upper arm, and pulled her after him. She went without a word of protest. Another bad sign. Raulf had a feeling he was going to have to kill someone before the night was out. He just knew that son of a bitch she dated had hurt her. Badly, from the looks of it.
    He guided her to his Hummer and helped her inside, securely fastening her seat belt. "I don't know what he did to you this evening, and it's better I not know. But you're coming home with me. We'll sort everything out in the morning.”
    Still, Gloria remained silent. Raulf tried not to let his seething anger show, but he was all too aware of his hands gripping the steering wheel, his knuckles white. He seemed powerless to break the hold. That someone—the very man who should have protected her—could hurt Gloria made him want to kill, to maim, to hunt down the bastard and flay him alive.
    Gloria seemed to be in her own world. She sat, staring out the window, not moving or making a sound. By the time they got to his sprawling estate, Raulf was really concerned.
    "Are you okay?" He covered the hand in her lap with his own, much bigger one. "Did he hurt you? If you need a doctor, I'll have my personal physician tend to you. There will be no embarrassing trip to the hospital, and I'm perfectly capable of dealing with Donovan Eddings."
    She looked at him then. There were no tears, but her eyes shone brightly, a testament to how close they were. "I know you don't know me very well, Raulf," she said, her voice perfectly calm, "but is there something wrong with me? Am I not an attractive woman? Does my attitude suck or something?"
    Raulf groaned inwardly, his eyes crossing. Not only was Gloria the sweetest, kindest, most gentle woman he'd ever encountered, but she was the epitome of a sex goddess. At least, she was to him. But how did a man say that to a woman he barely knew? He had no doubt he could convince her, but he wasn't sure now was the best time. She must've had too much to drink, otherwise she wouldn't be talking like this. She was a strong, proud woman. He might've spent limited time actually in her company, but he'd studied the woman for months.
    "I think you know the answer to that, but if it makes you feel better, I can honestly tell you I've never wanted a woman more in my life. You are beautiful beyond compare, Gloria, and you’re a very giving person. Any man who is a man would be proud to call you his."

 
    Payback
     
    His words wrapped themselves around Gloria's heart and squeezed. She knew she wasn't in any state of mind to take on Raulf Lundgrin, but when he'd pressed his impressive erection against her backside so blatantly, she'd hoped he'd take her to a place where she could forget all about betrayal. She wanted passion. She wanted pleasure. She wanted to close her eyes and be transported away from pain and heartache. Unfortunately, she was a practical woman. She knew this could only lead to more heartache and a decidedly uncomfortable situation with Tasha. She'd be no better than Emma, Max, and Donovan. Hell, that she'd gone this far with Raulf made her guilty as sin.
    "I'm really sorry, but I can't