Chapters (43)
- Title Page
- Table of Contents
- Dedication
- Author’s Note
- Playlist
- Prologue
- Part One
- Chapter One
- Chapter Two
- Chapter Three
- Chapter Four
- Chapter Five
- Chapter Six
- Chapter Seven
- Chapter Eight
- Chapter Nine
- Chapter Ten
- Part Two
- Chapter Eleven
- Chapter Twelve
- Chapter Thirteen
- Chapter Fourteen
- Chapter Fifteen
- Chapter Sixteen
- Chapter Seventeen
- Chapter Eighteen
- Chapter Nineteen
- Chapter Twenty
- Chapter Twenty-One
- Chapter Twenty-Two
- Chapter Twenty-Three
- Chapter Twenty-Four
- Chapter Twenty-Five
- Chapter Twenty-Six
- Chapter Twenty-Seven
- Chapter Twenty-Eight
- Chapter Twenty-Nine
- Chapter Thirty
- Chapter Thirty-One
- Epilogue
- Epilogue Two
- Also by Natasha Bishop
- About the Author
When I get to the bathroom, I check to make sure no one else is there and then I step out of my blue lace panties. I shove the panties in my small purse and wonder what the hell I’m thinking doing this but wanting nothing more than for Kai to ruin me in this bathroom.
The air shifts the moment Kai steps into the bathroom and locks the door. He stalks over to me, his eyes looking slightly unhinged. He traps me between him and one of the sinks.
“Are you enjoying our date, Olivia?”
I swallow hard and shift my weight from leg to leg. “It’s the best date I’ve had in a long time.”
“Good. Me too. You’ve been driving me crazy in this fucking skirt all night.” He takes a long perusal of my body, clad in a black satin skirt with a high slit and a white off-the-shoulder crop top. I don’t get dressed up often, but I wanted to show out for our date tonight and I guess I did that based on his appraisal.
“You like it?”
“Don’t ask questions you already know the answer to. Where are your panties?”
I point down to my purse and he holds his hand out for them. As soon as they’re in his possession he spins me around to face the sink.
“You know, I’ve been trying to be gentle with your leg. Not put you in certain positions, stuff like that.”
“Fuck the leg,” I say, cutting him off.
His answering grin is downright sinister as he uses my panties to tie my hands behind my back. The panties are barely there but they’re enough to tie around my small wrists. He pushes my skirt up to reveal my bare ass, and I shiver when the coolness of the AC grazes me. “My thoughts exactly. Now, you claim my dick isn’t jailworthy so you better be quiet, love. Or else I’m gonna have to gag you with these.”
The sensation between my legs demands attention, and he answers its call by dropping to his knees. His mouth on me is hot, wet, and magnificent. He expertly switches from hard, punishing sucks to soft, languid strokes. Back and forth between sucking and licking before dipping his tongue into me and slurping up everything my body has to give him. I pull at my restraint, not actually trying to get away, but trying to get my hands on something, anything, to anchor me back down to this earth because Kai is trying to suck the life out of me. I have to bite down so hard to contain my scream that I feel the copper taste of blood fill my mouth.