Sinful Rapture (The Rapture Series) Read Online Free PDF Page A

to breathe. Hell, she struggled to think.
    “What is?”
    His thumb circled her clit as he rubbed his cock against her stomach.
    “You’ve kept your emotions so bottled up they’re about to explode.”
    Her eyes slid shut. She didn’t want to discuss her feelings.
    Not with a man who treated her as if she was little more than a spoiled child.
    “What do you know about my emotions?”
    “This isn’t the time for a prolonged discussion about your daddy issues—”
    “Don’t.”
    He lifted his head to study her with an unnerving perception.
    “But we both know that you’ve spent the past year pretending to be someone you’re not,” he pressed.
    She parted her lips to tell him to go to hell, only to give a gasp when he grabbed her hips and turned her to face the wall. There was a clank as the bar above her head swiveled to accommodate her new position, her wrists still firmly held by the handcuffs.
    “What are you doing?”
    Without warning, a blindfold was tied over her eyes.
    “Just feel,” he whispered in her ear.
    “Liam?” She struggled to free her hands, not afraid he would hurt her, but…
    What?
    That he would reach the vulnerable place she kept tightly guarded?
    Wasn’t that one of the reasons she’d gone to such an effort to keep him as her enemy?
    “Relax, princess,” he urged, his hands pushing her arms against the polished boards as he sensed her instinctive urge to escape. “In here, I’m the master. All you have to do is enjoy.”
    “My friends—”
    “Trust me, they’re happy as hell to give us some privacy,” he interrupted her protest. “They hated that dickhead fiancé of yours as much as I did.” His fingers tightened on her arms. “Forget about everything but what I’m making you feel, do you understand me?”
    “Okay, Liam, that’s enough—” She caught her breath as she felt him lower himself to his knees behind her, then with a shocking intimacy, he was jerking her legs farther apart. Holly’s fingers dug into the wooden post as a shudder of sheer delight shook through her. “Oh…god.”
    “It is too late for prayers,” he muttered, nipping at the sensitive curve of her ass before he gave her legs one last tug and he was able to find the damp heat he was searching for.
    Holly gave a strangled scream, her body clenching with shocked joy. There was something extraordinarily erotic in standing handcuffed to the wall as Liam made love to her with his tongue and teeth.
    Lost in the darkness, she concentrated on the sizzling excitement in the pit of her stomach. Hell. She’d accepted that tonight was a night to forget the worthless men she’d tried so desperately to please.
    Why not relax and enjoy the one male who wanted nothing more than to give her pleasure?
    Again and again his tongue swirled over her sensitive clit, occasionally dipping into her opening with a skill that had her swiftly tumbling toward her climax.
    As if sensing she was close, Liam abruptly surged to his feet, kissing a searing path up her spine.
    “Keep a hold of the board,” he rasped, his hand tugging her leg up until her foot rested on the edge of a low bench next to the rack, leaving her feeling open and vulnerable.
    Expecting Liam to instantly enter her, she floundered when she felt his hands explore over her shoulders and up her arms, before returning to slide around the front of her body. He cupped her breasts, then allowed his fingers to glide down her stomach.
    Almost like he was trying to memorize each line and curve of her body.
    The sensation that he was utterly focused on discovering every inch of her was disturbingly intimate.
    Far more intimate than a quick slam-bam.
    “Liam?”
    “Patience,” he insisted, his hand sliding down her inner thigh at the same moment his cock nudged at her slit from behind.
    “Oh.”
    Her head fell back to rest against his shoulder, her neck boneless with pleasure as he at long last thrust deep inside her. Oh, hell yeah. She thought she knew what