Stripped
Tessa Aden has it all...a great job, good friends, and a fantastic boyfriend. She just has one problem, she's never had an orgasm during sex. When Zac misinterprets an Instant Message from a friend as a complaint about his technique in the bedroom, she'd rather let him walk away than admit her dark desires.
Fearing she wouldn't understand his dominant nature, Zac Shandler gave up the BDSM lifestyle to be a part of Tessa's vanilla life. Yet he seems to be losing her anyway. Will Zac put his heart on the line to claim Tessa's love and finally force her to reveal the secret she keeps?
"Zac, please, can we talk?" She hadn't expected to see him, but when she laid eyes on him, her feelings for him overrode her fears, her shame and her guilt.
He leaned against the counter. "That's what I'm here for."
Her heart fluttered in her chest. "It is?"
"I tried to call you." His voice was void of emotion, his face set in stone.
"I should have answered the phone." She sought his gaze and held it.
"What was I supposed to do? Bust the door down." He stared at her as heat washed over her face. His eyes widened. "That's exactly what you wanted me to do."
She nodded slowly. "I guess I did." She stepped closer to him and caught a whiff of his musky scent. "I've ... missed you."
He stroked a strand of her hair from her face. "Have you?"
"Yes. Can we find a quieter place to talk?"
READ MOREHis muscles rippled as he pushed off the counter. "Well, not to talk." With lightning speed, he crowded her against the open refrigerator door, which made condiments rattle. His fingers threaded in her hair and yanked her head back as he leaned in to take possession. His lips, his hands, the pressure of his thighs all screamed "Mine!" as body heat seared between them.
His mouth slanted over hers in a hard, almost angry kiss that shattered what little resistance she had and created pinpricks of sparks along her scalp. His tongue thrust in her mouth and brooked no barrier between them. He demanded her response and filled her mouth as he'd filled her mind. It was over before she could do more than whimper.
When his lips left hers, there was no humor in the dark expression on his face. "You did miss me."
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