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teeth and did the same thing. He bit down until she could hardly bear it,
and just when she was on the point of screaming, he let it slip from his teeth.
    She closed her eyes
tight and tried to deal with the exquisite pain, while he ran his tongue over
the tiny bite marks, soothing and arousing them. They were so sensitive and his
tongue drove her insane. He ran his mouth back up her body and his lips played
over her ear lobe, his breath sending shivers up every limb. His fingers
kneaded her aching nipples.
    ‘Touch me,’ she whispered.
    ‘Where?’
    ‘Between my legs.’
    ‘Say please,’ he murmured
back, kissing her neck with his lips and teeth. His swollen cock, beneath his
jeans, rubbed into her hip and she ached for him to ram it inside her.
    She swallowed quickly
and closed her eyes while she answered. ‘Please.’ Her voice was raspy. Between
her legs she was wet. Dripping wet. Her clit pounded greedily. She clenched her
muscles tightly to try to relieve the ache in them. With her hands still firmly
shackled behind her back, she was completely at his mercy. ‘Undo my jeans.’
    He slowly unbuckled
her belt and she heard her zipper splitting. His hands slid over her silk
panties and traced either side of her opening. A finger hovered over her clit.
His hand was so close to where she wanted it to be but not close enough.
    ‘On my skin,’ she panted.
‘Under my pants.’
    His thumb lifted the
opening of her pants around the top of her leg and his finger pressed lightly
on her clit, in exactly the right spot and teased her softly. His teeth sunk
into her neck, sending shivers up her entire body. ‘Harder,’ she growled.
‘Brett. I need to come.’
    ‘Don’t you like being
teased?’
    ‘No.’
    ‘Nor do I.’ He pulled
his hand out of her jeans and then he began zipping her up.
    With her hands still
shackled behind her back, Sophie stood helplessly as he slowly buttoned her
shirt back up. He stood back and watched her intently, the battling emotions on
her face – desperation, embarrassment, anger – and remained silent.
    ‘You absolute
bastard ,’ she steamed and pulled at the hobbles around her wrists. She
called him a few more choice names.
    He put his arms around
her waist and she felt the heat from his body, making her want him even more. He
kissed her, with strong hungry lips, his tongue running seductively around her
mouth and pulling softly at her lower lip. ‘Don’t ever forget it,’ he said
quietly, as he unbuckled the hobbles around her wrists.
    That was it? He was
going to leave her high and dry – well, totally wet – like this? She couldn’t
believe it. But then she couldn’t believe anything this guy did. He was like no
one she had ever met.
    She wanted to kill
him.
    Slowly.
    Inch by deliciously
dirty inch …

CHAPTER THREE
     
    Sophie raised a hand to punch him and
he caught it before it connected.
    ‘Don’t.’ Brett glared
at her and for a brief moment she completely believed he was capable of really
hurting her. His free hand took her by the hair and forced her to the floor of
the truck, her knees hitting the wooden floor boards. Then he unbuckled his
jeans.
    ‘Open your mouth.’
    He was rock hard and a
throbbing pulse raced up his shaft as it stood hard up against his flat
stomach. His head was swollen purple. She opened her mouth and he ran his silky
smooth head around her lips, lacing it with the small drop of pre-come. ‘Say
please,’ he ordered.
    ‘Please,’ she
whispered.
    ‘What?’
    ‘Please,’ she begged a
little louder. ‘Let me suck you.’
    ‘Put out your tongue.’
    She held out her
tongue and he ran the tip of his cock over it. She licked the length of him and
circled her tongue around his head, loving the taste and feel, then drew him
into her mouth, sucking and making her way down the length of his shaft as far
as she could go while working him with her tongue. His hips rocked into her and
his fingers ran through her hair, pushing it back off her