“It was as if once she opened her mouth, she’d never be able to stop and there was no violence she would not do with her words. “Nathaniel. Honourable, damaged, loyal Nathaniel. The man who did his job, who let it turn him to shit, who did the things that no one else would...
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“The slap cut her off. Sharp, not as hard as the first, but it still took her breath away. “Really, Gennie? You tellin’ me you’re a whore?” He crouched in front of her, one huge hand on her stockinged knee. “Cos I already know that. I could have fucked you the first time I...
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“When he pulled the hood off her head, it was in a plain, bare concrete basement. He’d seated her on a chair, re-secured her hands behind her back and tied her ankles to the chair legs. In some very clear, very analytical part of her brain, she noted that he hadn’t taken her heels...
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“Nathaniel leaned in closer and whispered: “Beg me. Quietly.” At first she thought he was joking, but she saw his pupils dilate in the subdued lighting and reconsidered. “Don’t be ridiculous.” He licked it lips, quickly, unconsciously. The smile went from open to teasing. “Beg me, darlin’.” “I’m not going to beg you.” “Oh,...
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