Free Ever Fallen In Love by Wendi Zwaduk Page A

hard at the serious look in Tucker's eyes. “What?"
    "No other women, Megan. I don't bring them here."
    The information settled low in her belly. It buoyed her mood. “Why?"
    "Didn't want to."
    She chewed the inside of her cheek. He sounded so sincere and so final. “But—"
    "None.” Tucker cupped her face in both hands, resting his forehead against hers. “We met at the track, their place, hotels...never here. This is my space."
    "Why allow me to come here?” Her voice wobbled. “I'm just me."
    "You get me. The good, the bad, the ugly. You understand. We have the same needs and wants."
    She did understand. The need for pain with the pleasure. The desire to be dominated and to dominate. After tamping down the instincts she had fought so hard to understand, she'd nearly forgotten how it truly felt to be wanted, desired...except in his arms. The things they'd tried and the rough-edged passion they shared—things made sense with him. And still she wanted to walk away.
    Tucker touched the pendant at her throat. “When I saw this on you, I knew you remembered. It was never a bauble. It's who we are...together."
    She stared at him for a long moment. What the hell should she say? Tucker didn't deal in emotions unless he was on track. Why the sudden outpouring? I love you sat on the tip of her tongue, but the niggling doubt remained as well.
    "Play with me?"
    His question, though pleading, came out in a low tone that tugged at her insides. Her pussy creamed and her nipples throbbed. She should absolutely leave. Walk out and never look back with her dignity safely locked away.
    Fuck safety. She bowed her head and clasped her hands behind her back.
    "Yes, Sir."
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Chapter Seven
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    "No, sweets."
    Megan looked at him. No?
    With each word, he unfastened the buttons of her blouse. “I want this to be special.” Tucker tilted her chin with the tip of his fingers and inched towards her. Power radiated in his eyes and in his being. “Tonight is ours."
    Clearly, he wasn't thinking straight. They couldn't be more than friends with benefits on the down-low. She shivered and parted her lips to respond. Instead, he kissed her. A combination of desire and devastation grew in her mind and surrounded her heart.
    Tucker broke the kiss and tweaked her nipple through her bra. “This is what we are meant to do.” He pinched her breast again, enough to send a pleasure-pain zinging to her core. He shoved the blouse from her shoulders and worked the clasp on her bra. The fabric fluttered to the ground silently.
    Uneasiness battled with the desire his actions drew out. Without the shield of clothing, he'd see all her blemishes—the scar, the marks, the extra pounds...
    "Better.” The single word came out in a growl. “Gorgeous."
    Megan shied away from his hand. Forget it. Her courage wasn't enough to get her through being naked with Tucker. Half-naked? Fine. Him naked? Perfect. Both of them bare...no way.
    "Don't hide from me.” He unfastened her jeans then shoved the denim and her panties down her hips. She squirmed and turned away from him. Slapping her ass, he brought her attention back to him.
    "I will lash you to my bed.” He strode around her, like an animal sizing up its opponent...or its prey. “Relax. We'll play that way later."
    Not a chance .
    Actually, being bound before him sounded damn sexy. They'd played the game before. Hell, she came the hardest when he dominated her. But time had made her cautious. One hour of play could lead to a lifetime of tears and regret. She refused to be his regret—again.
    Without warning, Tucker scooped her into his arms and carried her into the bedroom. “I've waited a long time to do this."
    "What?” she murmured as he placed her on the bed.
    "To make love to you on a proper bed—not in secret at my folks, not in the bed of the truck, but here. In my own place."
    Okay, she could work with this. Had to.
    "You're sexy lying there, but I want more.