Branded by the Texas Billionaire — Lynn Richards
Oh my God what have I done?
That's Macy Trent's first thought upon waking and finding herself in Logan Quinn's bed. As memories of the night before â€" and her wanton behavior â€" come flooding back, Macy realizes last night wasn't her biggest regret, it was falling in love with her drop dead gorgeous boss.
Logan knows being a Dom is all about maintaining control. So why does his curvy secretary make him want to break his own rules?
Branded by the Texas Billionaire is Part 2 of Macy's and Logan's journey of discovery
“Do you want to go home, Miss Trent?”
She'd heard that terse tone before, although she'd never been on the receiving end of it until now. As much as she'd wanted to leave just a few moments ago, now she was torn. This may very well be her one and only chance to be with the man she loved. If she left, she might be able to salvage her heart, but she'd never have the opportunity to know Logan this intimately. The rational part of her mind understood that even if she stayed and honored the complete contract, her time with Logan would be over at midnight on Sunday. Less than thirty-four hours to make enough memories to last forever.
“Are you listening to me at all, Miss Trent?”
“No.”
For a fraction of a second a look of something suspiciously like regret passed over his features. It was quickly replaced with his usual autocratic composure. “I'll have the car brought around for you.” He leaned in to untie her.
“I mean, no, I don't want to go home.”
Again, she surprised a look of…was it relief?
“Very well then.” He straightened and crossed the room. Opening the closet door, he disappeared inside the huge walk-in. She heard a drawer open and close, then another. After a few minutes he emerged wearing the bottoms of lounging pajamas and a tight black t-shirt that sculpted his muscular chest and stomach like a lover's caress. Here was the casual clothing she'd expected the night before.
At the foot of the bed he hesitated, looking down at her. She drew her legs up, turning slightly to the side to try and hide her nudity. All she had on was his white silk shirt, which had ridden up, revealing the curls on her mound.
“If you stay, you will need a safe word, Miss Trent.”
When she didn't answer, he walked to the side of the bed. His hand fisted in her hair and turned her face him. “Understand this, if you stay, you stay until tomorrow. I won't offer to send you home again. You'll be at my complete and utter mercy.” His gaze raked her body. “I can do whatever I want to your luscious body. Things you can't even imagine. I can mark it. Brand it. Make it mine.”
Macy should have been screaming, instead she was creaming. She closed her eyes and groaned. Thirty-four hours. Thirty-four hours of impossible pleasure -- and promised pain. He'd told her last night he would be gentle. He was making no such promises today.
He yanked on her hair, forcing her to focus on him once again. She opened her eyes and looked into his. Oh, there'd be pain if she stayed. Definitely pain.
“Your safe word, Miss Trent.”
Read Bought by the Texas Billionaire to find out how it all began…and Bound to find out how it ends...
This is an erotic short story meant for mature audiences only. Approximately 64 pages.
Each story may be read as a stand-alone, but is more enjoyable if read in order and the collection read in its entirety
That's Macy Trent's first thought upon waking and finding herself in Logan Quinn's bed. As memories of the night before â€" and her wanton behavior â€" come flooding back, Macy realizes last night wasn't her biggest regret, it was falling in love with her drop dead gorgeous boss.
Logan knows being a Dom is all about maintaining control. So why does his curvy secretary make him want to break his own rules?
Branded by the Texas Billionaire is Part 2 of Macy's and Logan's journey of discovery
“Do you want to go home, Miss Trent?”
She'd heard that terse tone before, although she'd never been on the receiving end of it until now. As much as she'd wanted to leave just a few moments ago, now she was torn. This may very well be her one and only chance to be with the man she loved. If she left, she might be able to salvage her heart, but she'd never have the opportunity to know Logan this intimately. The rational part of her mind understood that even if she stayed and honored the complete contract, her time with Logan would be over at midnight on Sunday. Less than thirty-four hours to make enough memories to last forever.
“Are you listening to me at all, Miss Trent?”
“No.”
For a fraction of a second a look of something suspiciously like regret passed over his features. It was quickly replaced with his usual autocratic composure. “I'll have the car brought around for you.” He leaned in to untie her.
“I mean, no, I don't want to go home.”
Again, she surprised a look of…was it relief?
“Very well then.” He straightened and crossed the room. Opening the closet door, he disappeared inside the huge walk-in. She heard a drawer open and close, then another. After a few minutes he emerged wearing the bottoms of lounging pajamas and a tight black t-shirt that sculpted his muscular chest and stomach like a lover's caress. Here was the casual clothing she'd expected the night before.
At the foot of the bed he hesitated, looking down at her. She drew her legs up, turning slightly to the side to try and hide her nudity. All she had on was his white silk shirt, which had ridden up, revealing the curls on her mound.
“If you stay, you will need a safe word, Miss Trent.”
When she didn't answer, he walked to the side of the bed. His hand fisted in her hair and turned her face him. “Understand this, if you stay, you stay until tomorrow. I won't offer to send you home again. You'll be at my complete and utter mercy.” His gaze raked her body. “I can do whatever I want to your luscious body. Things you can't even imagine. I can mark it. Brand it. Make it mine.”
Macy should have been screaming, instead she was creaming. She closed her eyes and groaned. Thirty-four hours. Thirty-four hours of impossible pleasure -- and promised pain. He'd told her last night he would be gentle. He was making no such promises today.
He yanked on her hair, forcing her to focus on him once again. She opened her eyes and looked into his. Oh, there'd be pain if she stayed. Definitely pain.
“Your safe word, Miss Trent.”
Read Bought by the Texas Billionaire to find out how it all began…and Bound to find out how it ends...
This is an erotic short story meant for mature audiences only. Approximately 64 pages.
Each story may be read as a stand-alone, but is more enjoyable if read in order and the collection read in its entirety
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