Make Me (The Club #17) Read Online Free PDF

rush of pleasure streaked through her, wild and bold.
    Cari sucked in a deep breath and screamed as it built higher and higher. She bucked and writhed against her bonds, the sensation overwhelming. Finally she quietened and Ryan slipped the condom over his cock and drove into her.
    He was full and thick, stretching and filling her.
    Cari closed her eyes lost in the sheer pleasure of being taken. Taking his weight on his elbows, he cupped both breasts, pinching her nipples and slid in and out of her.
    She could feel herself panting. His man was sensational. She could only think of now. Not the past. Not the future. Now. When she came again, it was with a series of orgasms that started right within her core.
    Aware of Ryan's deep moans intermingling with hers she released all her fears, savored her pleasure until she was totally spent.
    "Sleep now," Ryan said and she did.
     
    The next morning Cari awoke. Shifting onto her side she turned to face Ryan. He wasn't there. She sat and stared around her bedroom. No one. His clothes, which had been bundled on her bedroom chair weren't there. The bed sheets and coverlet were neatly tucked around her as if nothing had happened last night. She sat and threw the bed linen off her. There were slight red rash grazes on her breasts and her nipples were swollen. Her body was pleasantly sore. She'd had sex last night. It hadn't been a dream.
    Cari jumped out of bed, put on her robe and walked into her lounge. No one. On the other side of the room, Annabel's bedroom door was closed and she could hear the soft snores of her boyfriend reverberating. They wouldn't be up until midday. It wasn't as if she could ask if they had seen Ryan.
    Disappointed, Cari made herself a cup of tea and checked her cell phone. No messages. Nothing of interest. She sat on the lounge taking a long sip of her hot tea. What was she to make of last night? Would she see Ryan again?
    Then she noticed her precious diary, which she'd left on the coffee table, was gone.
     

Chapter 3
     
    Ryan lay under his early 80's red Chevy Corvette tightening a bolt. It hadn't taken him long to find why his beautiful car rattled. He'd done a four-year mechanical engineering degree along with four years in the army. He loved fixing things. There was nothing he couldn't mend, which meant in a town like Karim, it would be easy to start a business. He wasn't worried. He owned his own condo in the new part of town along with numerous investments. His and Jet's family, the Maks, owned half of Karim. With comfortable savings - there'd been nothing to spend his money on in the god forsaken hell hole in the Middle East - he could afford a few weeks of leisure.
    A car backfired in the background and he heard footsteps coming up his drive. He felt a kick on his boot. Ryan rolled out from under the car to see his cousin, Jet.
    "Hey, Ryan."
    "Hey." Ryan got to his feet and gave his cousin a high five.
    "What happened last night? I wanted you to help me give an exhibition."
    "I'm not into the tools, you know that." He'd been too busy working out what made Cari tick. Fortunately he'd learned well enough by following his instincts and the written instructions in her diary. He thought about how she'd quivered under him. Last night had been special.
    "You like spanking. We got some new paddles in. I wanted you to demonstrate them. How about tonight?"
    "Nah. Sorry. I'm busy. Besides hands work better for me. Makes it personal." Ryan wiped some oil off his hand with a rag. He liked spanking all right but he'd like to be spanking Cari if she wanted him too.
    Jet's ice-blue eyes narrowed suspiciously. "What would keep an unemployed man so busy he can't help his cousin out?"
    Ryan grinned. "A secret."
    "Tell."
    "Nah." Ryan laughed and opened the door that led from the garage into the kitchen. Jet loved finding out secrets and there were plenty of them in The Club. The man had a headful of salacious sex and sin. Ryan threw him an ice-cold beer and they went