One Night with Sole Regret 03.5 Share Me (Prequel) Read Online Free PDF Page A

Owen said.
    “You’ll be at my mercy,” Kellen whispered. “I’ll be able to do whatever I want to do to you.”
    She groaned.
    “Does knowing that make you afraid?” Kellen asked. “Are you trembling because you’re scared that we’ll hurt you?”
    “No,” she whispered. “I’m trembling because I’m so turned on that I’m about to come.”
    Kellen’s cool hands slid under her sweater and lifted it to expose her belly. “Make her quiver, Owen.”
    Owen bent forward to kiss and suckle and nibble on her belly. Sparks of pleasure danced across her skin. She was instantly reduced to quivering. The man had an amazing mouth.
    Lindsey’s sweater passed over her head and then Kellen’s strong hands covered her breasts. She cursed her bra, wanting his cool palms against her bare nipples. They strained against the cups of her undergarment, seeking the pleasure offered by his hands.
    A knock sounded on the door. Lindsey’s entire body jerked.
    “Hey, Kellen,” a voice with a strong Texan accent said on the opposite side of the closed door.
    “We’ll take a rain check on that hot chocolate, Tex,” Kellen said.
    “That’s not the problem. This chick out here is trying to help Shade by untying him and I think she’s somehow managed to cut off the circulation to his dick and one of his spare legs.”
    Kellen released a heavy sigh and dropped his hands. Lindsey stifled a sob of protest as his warmth faded from her back. “I’ll be back in a minute,” he said. “Owen, I want her ready for me when I get back.”
    “She’ll be ready.”
    Lindsey wasn’t sure what either of them meant, but hoped making her ready involved more of Owen’s mouth on her skin.
    The door closed as Kellen left the room.
    Owen grinned at her and she couldn’t help but smile back. The man was cute and sexy and evoked a feeling of joy whenever she looked at him. She was pretty sure it wasn’t due to the Santa hat he still wore, but she was definitely feeling some Christmas cheer.
    “So what did Kellen mean about getting me ready?” Because she was already horny—her sex hot and swollen and seeping. She’d been horny since Owen had entered the stage back in the auditorium a few hours earlier. And as each member of Sole Regret had entered the stage on cue, the intensity of her desire had increased exponentially.
    “Once Kellen has a game plan, he doesn’t fuck around. He wants you naked, wet and limbered up.”
    Her jaw dropped and he laughed.
    “How flexible are you, Lindsey?” he asked.
    Kellen might be the one who seemed to be in control, but she was starting to believe that Owen was the truly wicked one.

 
     
    Chapter Six
    Kellen cringed when he saw what Shade’s little helper had done to the intricate weave of knots he and Owen had made to bind their band’s vocalist. It had been enough of a challenge to make the pattern work with the little lights getting in the way, but if a person didn’t know what they were doing when restraining or releasing a person, a lot of damage could be done to a person’s soft tissues. Luckily, Shade was more hard than soft, but there was no way Kellen would be able to undo this mess. The art of untying was almost as practiced as the precise sequence required to bind someone properly.
    “Did you make this mess?” Kellen asked the lovely black girl who was ringing her hands together and almost in tears.
    “Don’t take time to lay blame, just get me out of this,” Shade said.
    Kellen disconnected the plug from the wall. “Gabe, get me a knife. We’re going to have to cut him —”
    Before Kellen could finish the thought, t he young woman launched herself across Shade’s lap and was practically hissing at Kellen to back off. He would have laughed at her attempts to protect such a big, muscular guy, if Shade wasn’t in danger of blood clots and tissue damage from lack of blood flow.
    “I’ll help him,” the woman insisted. “Don’t cut him.”
    “He’s not going to cut