Blackmail (Restless Motorcycle Club Romance) Read Online Free PDF

appropriate: a little sexy, a little flirty, but still reserved and not too slutty. With no other options of my own to go with, I was forced to borrow from my roommate.
     
    Stacey had pulled out an ensemble that was almost too much.
     
    “Are you serious?” I had asked. “I can’t go see Shane looking like this!”
     
    The skirt was shorter than anything I had ever owned in my life, and the top bared more than just a little cleavage. It was full out sexy, slutty, sultry, and every other “s” word I could think of.
     
    “Oh, come on, Jack. You should try to loosen up a little. Just think how much fun you’ll have waiting on Mr. Hunk while wearing this. Besides, this is the only outfit I have that comes even close to what you want. If you think this one is bad, you should see the other ones.”
     
    I didn’t need her to pull them out; I saw her in them when she went out with her friends and was never surprised when she managed to snare a new piece of fresh meat and lure him back to our apartment.
     
    So I waited nervously at the office for Shane’ arrival dressed in an entirely inappropriate getup that my mother would have been shocked to see me wear. Hell, I was shocked to see me wear it when I looked in the mirror. I looked like I could have been a man’s fantasy of what a personal assistant was supposed to look like. If I’d weighed a few pounds less I could have even seen myself in some porn scene as a slutty secretary servicing a boss with a big tool.
     
    Oh god, I shouldn’t have thought of that. It was going to be hard enough to get through the day with Shane as it was; the pure heat that had seemed to pour off him during the interview had nearly caused me to bend over the desk right there. Thinking about starring in a dirty porno film with him was going to seriously hamper my ability to concentrate all day.
     
    The door opened and Shane strolled inside. He looked even sexier than the day before. He was wearing a leather jacket with a number of patches on it, and it suited him like a suit of armor.
     
    Is that a motorcycle club jacket?
     
    When he saw me sitting there waiting, he stopped dead in his tracks. Those dark and dangerous eyes raked down my body, taking in the view in a way that left me no doubt that I was going to quickly lose control of the situation. Maybe I already have. It was a scary thought, but I hoped it was true.
     
    “Jackie, I see you’ve found your way here today no problem.” The low voice had a peculiar way of making me feel like it was stroking my skin, caressing my body the way I imagined his hands would. “That’s good. Very good.”
     
    I couldn’t tell if he was talking about my presence or my outfit. His eyes had a hard time staying on my face, and I couldn’t help but smile. Maybe Stace knew what she was talking about after all. Just to make things even more interesting for him, I stood up to give him an even better view, and took a couple steps towards him.
     
    “Is there anything I can get for you?” I asked. “Coffee?”
     
    Shane chuckled and held up the coffee in his hand. I had been so caught up in his eyes that I hadn’t even noticed it. “Brittany has been picking them up for me ever since I lost my last assistant.”
     
    That bitch. Brittany was the secretary who had been so brutal to me yesterday. When she’d learned that Shane was going to give me a trial period she’d turned even colder towards me, barely speaking even though she was supposed to give me the details for today. Like picking up coffee for Shane, I’m sure she wanted to keep that for herself.
     
    It wasn’t like me to fawn over a man, but Shane had a raw, animal magnetism that I just couldn’t help but be affected by. I was powerless against his chiseled features and those amazingly dark and controlling eyes. He sent shivers down my body in a way that no one else ever had.

 
     
    The morning crawled by. I sat in Shane’s office to watch him work and listen to his