Bound Obsession (BDSM Erotica) (Club Taboo Book 1) Read Online Free PDF Page B

all of her hopes that he was something of a virgin started to fade away. Dorson rose to his feet as he kept Abigail’s hand in his.
    “You know I keep my eye on him,” he said. “Always---”
    “Let it go already,” Mistress Serena said. “We are not talking about it.”
    Abigail’s curiosity was piqued as Mariah flew into view and hugged her close.
    “Abby! Are you okay?”
    She was about to answer, when Mistress Serena stamped her foot.
    “So much for your bonus, Mariah,” she started. “Looks like your little friend tried and failed spectacularly.”
    Abigail was on the verge of admitting defeat when the stranger intervened yet again.
    “With him?” he started. “I’d call that a good thing.”
    “Pat---”
    “Why did you even let him back inside?”
    Mariah joined the stranger in his challenge, and Abigail was stunned at the sight of Mistress Serena starting to wilt under the force of the interrogation. Looking to Mariah, Abigail’s eyes loaded with questions, and her friend swiftly pressed her lips to Abigail’s ear and whispered fast.
    “Walter takes things to far,” Mariah said. “I… I should have told you to keep an eye out for him.”
    But it wasn’t Mariah’s fault. Everything that had nearly happened was attributable to Abigail’s foolish pride and the idiotic belief that she could handle this when she had no business in the club.
    “She went to him,” Serena said. Abigail was on the verge of apologizing for the bad call when Dorson, Pat, whoever he was took her hand again.
    “Then I’d say you’re the one that screwed up,” he said to Serena. “Now here.”
    Pressing his hand into his pocket he revealed a wad of bills. Separating the stack, he handed half to Mistress Serena and cocked his head.
    “That should cover any damages and more,” he said. “So it’s all good.”
    As Abigail still cowered, Serena started to tell her that she was to collect her thing, go and never be seen again. But once again her white knight took command.
    “Now I wouldn’t want that,” he said. “In fact…”
    He smiled down at her softly but stopped short of touching her hair.
    “Maybe I want to buy her a drink.”
    Yes. She wanted that, too. After Walter Ross, maybe because of him, she had somehow chanced upon someone kind, and when Mariah nodded and assured her the man was okay, Abigail suddenly wanted to know more.
    “Fine,” Serena said. “But another scene like that, and you are done.”
    Her heels clicked as she sashayed away, and Mariah guided her back to her feet.
    “Okay?” Mariah asked.
    She was not sure if she was, but the stranger extended his hand, and Abigail took it tentatively.
    “You’ll look out for her?” Mariah asked.
    The man nodded, and when Mariah’s partner summoned her back to his side, Abigail silently assured her friend that she was fine. She was already on thin ice, and Mariah didn’t deserve that same fate. So she just smiled, but as soon as Mariah was gone, Abigail started to fall again.
    “Easy, easy.”
    He sat her down and took her hand from across the table. In candlelight, he was even more handsome, and his hand, while calloused, felt warm and strong against her flesh. Had she seen him side by side with Walter Ross, she still would have opted for the latter. And it still would have been a mistake. So maybe that was the reason why she was here. To learn what it was to understand the meaning of surprise.
    “Thank you,” she started. “I don’t know what would have happened---”
    “I do.”
    His voice brought fresh trembles to her skin. The stranger had seen aspects of Walter Ross that she could only imagine with fear, and Mariah obviously knew more than what she was saying. How could her friend have let her get so close to that? For that matter, how could Serena? Abigail started to flee again when he held her in place and smiled.
    “But it didn’t,” he said. “I’m thankful. Are you?”
    She was. His hand in hers felt good, and even as