Fight For Her Heart: Tattooed Seduction (Rock Hard Doms)

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Author: Nicole Snow
ass,” he
mused, giving me all the space I needed, staring at the brick he'd
slammed me into. “I'm sorry, Rosie. Should've paid attention to
how you were getting driven up the wall there – and how you
were reacting.”
    The heat simmered down to a lower ache, disappointed and
unsatisfied. If I could've punched myself with the same force I used
sparring with him, I would have.
    Fuck. That creep in the alley left his mark after
all, didn't he?
    I was still trembling as I moved away from the wall. I
threw up my hands, wiping the slick sweat from my forehead,
vigorously massaging my temples as I collected my words.
    “ Don't think this is your fault. I wanted you so
bad, William. I still want you! It's just that getting pinned
down like that brought back bad memories. It's been a few weeks, but
I guess my body isn't ready to let it go.” I smiled like a
phantom.
    “ It's a reflex, Rosie. It'll pass in time.”
He increased the distance between us, stopping a solid three feet
away and pacing in a narrow range.
    “ Don't know what I was thinking either. I'm
usually training other dudes or going toe-to-toe with men. It's easy
to forget what fighting with a beautiful woman can do. I don't fuck
all my clients, but you...you were irresistible.”
    My heart swelled a
little. My head felt faint, and new sweat pushed its way onto my
brow. Hearing him call me beautiful was almost as lovely as sampling his flesh the way I'd originally
intended.
    Almost.
    “ It's gonna take you some time to get over that
attack. I've heard about this kind of trauma before. It never fades
too easy. Just don't despair,” he said, fixing his bright eyes
on me and stepping closer. “You will get over this. When you
can knock a man like me flat, there's nothing you'll ever need to
fear again.”
    “ I believe it.” I said it, but I wasn't sure
I really believed it.
    He nodded slowly. “I'm gonna help you through
this. And I promise you, next time I'll keep my hands to myself.”
    The warmth steamed out my pores, as if someone had blown
out my inner pilot light. I raised my eyebrows and sadness filled my
eyes.
    “ Oh, no. It isn't that. I want to be more than
just some dumb girl you're training, William. You realize that, don't
you?”
    His face hardened with unease. He took another step
back, increasing the distance between us. Not a good signal.
    “ This was all my fault.” He shook his head
lightly. “If you just came into the studio off the streets, I'd
probably give you free lessons and work my way into your pants. And
maybe into your heart too. But this is different.”
    He winked. The part about getting in my pants sounded a
little like an afterthought, but I really didn't care.
    I'm horny, damn it. Love can wait.
    Or so my traitor brain said. In some deep cellar of my
heart, I wanted the whole package.
    Everything William Gaulle had to offer – and all
to myself.
    “ I can't complicate what you're going through. I
won't be responsible for derailing all the progress you've made here,
or putting you off sex for good.”
    I took a deep breath and only released it when I spoke.
“What's that supposed to mean?”
    “ It means...I
like to play rough, Rosie. And the kind of hard edge I put into my
love isn't what you need
right now. I was just getting warmed up when I slammed you into the
wall.”
    For a second, darkness whirled in his eyes. A shadowy,
decadent fire moving like black smoke, orbiting the bright stars on
his glowing canvasses.
    I shuddered. As much as I didn't want to admit it, his
logic was bulletproof.
    If it weren't for that fucking criminal who shoved me
against the wall and tried to force me, I would've been ready to
indulge anything. But now, after the way I reacted to his kisses
against the wall...I'd be lucky if I could let a man ravage me in bed
without having a panic attack.
    Shit, shit, shit. And what did he mean...just getting
started?
    All sorts of wicked, wonderful visions stampeded through
my brain. And in all
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