Rescuing A Runaway Bride (7 page)

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“I’ll be there in a minute,” Jake said quietly into his pager that evening. He’d agreed to let Samantha stay under duress but that didn’t mean he’d agreed to let her take chances. What she didn’t know was that he had the property surrounded by his men. She’d stay safely locked up tight and away from danger until this was over. He turned to head outside when he heard Samantha’s light footsteps coming toward the bedroom.

“Okay, dishes are done. What do we do next?” she asked.

He didn’t like her eager tone. “Not a damned thing.” No way was he going to let the bewitching little brat twist him into doing something she shouldn’t. But the hurt look on her face cut him. She’d gotten her color
back,
and the spark back in her eyes. He’d like nothing better than to fuck her until she couldn’t even walk and then tie her up so she couldn’t get into trouble but she was too smart for that. Or was she
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“But you told Kathy you had
work
to do. I thought we’d
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”

He frowned remembering Kathy’s assessment that the fender bender was caused by some drunken teens on a joyride. It made sense seeing as how the stolen SUV with the dented front fender was found abandoned about an hour away. But he knew he couldn’t afford to lighten his defenses. He had to move, go down to brief Hunter his kid brother and second-in-command on this mission who was waiting on the edge of the grounds. But damn he wanted to stay and put Samantha through her sexual paces. She said she wanted sex lessons and he was the one to give them to her
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that is until she dumped him. Almost against his will he moved toward her and the startled sexual look in her eye made him hard.

“Going somewhere?” she asked, looking at the duffle bag in his hand.

Fuck he’d forgotten about the tactical weapons he carried. Only she could make him that reckless. He saw the intrigued way she looked at his equipment and scowled. There was no way he wanted her to handle his gun. “Just to check the perimeter alarms, alone,” he bit out.

“You should have told me,” she said. “Give me a minute and I’ll help you.”

“No,” he said, drawing her frown. “I’m on point, remember and you’re to do what I say if you expect to stay, got it?”

He watched the light of battle in her eyes and groaned.

“And if I don’t?”

“Then I’ll tie you up and spank you,” he threatened turned on.

“Ooh like that’s much of a threat.” She pressed up against him.

He burned all the way to the ground as she pressed her sexy body against his. Then she darted a coquettish look up at him that floored him. She was trying to control him with sex and she was doing a damned good job at it. He backed her against the dresser aching for her and smiled when she let out a sexy moan. Two could play the sex game and he had experience on his side. He bent to kiss her capturing her mouth the way he meant to capture her, hard, fast, and unrelenting. Then she kissed him back making him burn as he lowered her zipper. The sound made them both shiver. Hell, he didn’t want any other ears listening to this. He pushed the trip button to temporarily turn off the bug sure to piss off the FBI if they were monitoring but he didn’t care. Samantha didn’t know that this place was now wired for sound and he was going to keep it that way. If so much as a mouse entered the premises he’d know about it. He stepped back and smiled at her.
“Strip.”

“What?” she said, blinking up at him, her eyes going
wide.

He watched the blush cover her face and wondered how far it went. “Show me that you can be my perfect silent partner.”

He held his breath and then she moved to do as he said, unzipping the dress and slipping the straps off her shoulders to slip it off. It landed in a pile at her feet as she stepped out of it and he couldn’t speak for a minute. Damn she was wearing red satin
undies
. They were even hotter than the ones she wore when he spanked her this morning. His cock jumped in his pants and he knew she noticed when she smiled. “First the bra,” he said, clearing his throat and holding out his hand.

“Yes, master,” she said with a wink, reaching back to unhook it.

But he saw the blush behind her bravado and was touched despite himself. He took the bra from her hand loving the heat and scent it carried. She smelled like cherry blossoms and almonds. Damn she made him hungry.
“Next the panties.
Slowly,” he added then wanted to kick himself.

She shimmied out of them then handed them over and he watched fascinated as a blush covered her sexy body. He was enchanted and knew he’d do whatever it took to keep her safe. Even if it meant she’d hate him for it. “Rule one. Behave yourself or I’ll be forced to keep you bound and gagged.”

The startled slightly excited gasp she let out made him smile but he knew he couldn’t afford to relent. Then knowing he was a fool, he bent to kiss her. She kissed him back pressing her naked curves against him and he couldn’t resist running his hand over her satiny skin feeling the heat in his wake. Then he did the thing he knew would piss her off, he captured her wrists behind her securing them with a few twists of her bra. She let out a shocked sputter but he wasn’t done yet. “Down on your knees, Samantha,
prove
how obedient you can be.”

He hid a smile at her defiant gaze and raked her with a demanding one of his own taking in her breasts that trembled with every outraged breath she took. Nipples so hard they were like cherries waiting for his mouth. Then she sank to her knees on the bedroom floor glaring at him.

“How’s this, goon?” she sassed at him.

“Not bad,” he said, quickly looping her bra through her panties that were still tangled around her ankles.

“What the hell are you doing?” she wailed.

“Teaching you discipline,” he said, running a hand down her satin curves. She leaned into his stroke sighing with pleasure and it damned near broke him.

“Why don’t you just take me and get it over with.”

“Don’t tempt me, brat,” he said, forcing himself to stop touching her and get to his stupid feet. He had a meet to make and she’d be held safely here. “This is submissive position number two, brat. Memorize it because you’ll need it later.”

Aching with a hard-on too big for his pants, Jake turned to go do what he had to do before he gave into the temptation to fuck Samantha. He could slide into her hot cunt doggy style, or maybe open that tight little bottom of hers like he knew she wanted. Hell, he knew when a woman wanted him even if it was only temporarily. He glanced back at her frustrated as hell. Only the page he’d received would take him away right now. She was perfect, sexy, feisty, and hot for it. He walked a tricky tightrope because sure as shooting when this was over she wouldn’t want him. The trick was not to get attached.

Standing in the doorway, he glanced back at her. The glare she shot him made him grin. He may have spanked her sexy ass but it hadn’t tamed her. If she kept getting to him like this, he was going to have blue balls before the week was through. She was a feisty challenge that he, despite the odds, was prepared to take on.

He shut and locked the door behind him, knowing the sensors he’d hastily put in place while she’d gone to town would pick up even a mouse crossing the floor. This would keep her out of trouble while he worked. He made his way down out into the dark to keep his appointment with Hunter.

The shadow separated itself from the stand of pines on the edge of the property and smiled. Jake recognized his kid brother’s snarky grin and frowned. “What’s up?”

“I got a rundown on the SUV with the broken headlight,” Hunter said with a frown.

“And?”

“Stolen.”

“Shit
tell
me something the local PD doesn’t know, kid. “

“We were able to lift a partial print,” Hunter said.

“Hot damn.”
He smiled at his young protégé. “I knew you were good.”

“Don’t get too excited yet, old man. We haven’t matched the print yet.”

Jake knew what the kid was saying. The odds weren’t good they’d find the bastard who’d run Samantha off the road but he had to try. “And that other matter?”

“Tad Logan is keeping a low profile. As a matter of fact, he slipped his tail earlier today.”

Shit it was confirmation Tad was going to make his move tomorrow night and crush Samantha’s tender heart. Damn the foolhardy kid. “Keep looking. And remember we’re going for a soft takedown. And what about that other matter?”

“Grayson St. James has been crying his ass off about being jilted. But he’s also telling everyone who will
listen
that it was just cold feet on her part and that he’s going to get her back.” Hunter said, looking up at the cabin. “So how’s it going?”

 
Jake frowned knowing Hunter was referring to Samantha. Did the kid have any idea how things stood between them? Something told him he did. “Just keep your ears on and stay out of the way,” he said, turning to go.

“Just remember I’ve got your back.”

Jake stalked back to the house the dark shadows fitting his mood. It wasn’t going to be easy but he was going to do his duty.

Chapter 8

Kneeling on the floor, legs and arms bound to keep her bent in submissive position number two, Samantha grumbled, frustrated as hell. How dare he leave her hanging like this while he did god knows what? He was undoubtedly up to no good.

Hearing the doorknob rattle, she turned to see Jake walk in and her heart melted. She was so relieved she couldn’t believe it. His hot gaze swept over her, and her fears were forgotten as her body heated up all over again. She wanted him, needed the reassurance of being possessed by him, even if it was temporary.

When he walked up
beside
her, running his hand over her ass, she arched it up to meet his touch.

“Have you learned your submission lesson?” he asked.

Slightly irritated by the amusement in his voice, she nodded.

He chuckled. “Liar,” he said, crouching down to undo her bonds.

She let out a frustrated groan when he undid the complicated knot of her bra with a flick of his wrist.

“It’s easy when you know how,” he said with a grin.

“Right,” she said sourly when he helped her to her feet.

“Come, it’s time for bed, you’ve got harder lessons to learn tomorrow.”

Then she ran out of words when he started stripping for her. She couldn’t look away when he unbuttoned his shirt. His eyes locked with hers. As he shed his shirt, she decided he looked better without it, tanned skin over powerful muscles, washboard abs, and flat brown male nipples. Her mouth watered. He pulled out a gun he’d apparently secreted at the small of his back and set it on the bedside table. She was instantly chilled, the dangerous situation they were in reinforced.
What were you doing out there?
She knew he wouldn’t tell her the truth if she did ask. He unzipped his pants breaking her out of her reverie and she couldn’t take her eyes off him as he dropped his pants. His cock sprang out at half-mast, making her gulp, and then it started to grow. Damn a girl could get hooked on him.

He smiled seeing the focus of her gaze and walked forward.

She quivered with anticipation. Was he finally going to give her the sex lessons he’d been teasing her about? He grabbed her bending over her so they were a hairsbreadth apart. Their gazes locked. Her heart skipped a beat. With a growl, he tugged her forward, his mouth slanting hungrily over hers.

She moaned, her lips burning under his. When he nipped her bottom lip she opened her mouth, and his tongue surged inside, mastering her mouth as surely as he was mastering her. She groaned, her pussy spasmodic, dampening the sheets she was sitting on, her body arching toward him. She arched her hips off the bed with a whimper. “Please, Jake.”