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After a few shaky heartbeats, the coast is clear and I find a way through them. The warehouse is huge, and in the middle is a big area with a bed. The anger starts to rise in my body, and I look around for Archer, wondering what the fuck this is all about. I walk over to the bed, and see his phone lying in the middle of it.
Snatching it but I down, just as it starts to ring. The name “Ashley” comes up and I squeeze the phone in my hand wanting to crush it.
I hear a noise behind me and I turn around to see archer holding a bottle of champagne and two glasses.
I hold up the phone and glare at him. “Who the fuck is, Ashley. What is this place. Your side fuck pad? I should’ve never untied you from the bed that day.”
He calmly walks over, and places the champagne in the bucket beside the bed, setting the glasses down beside it. He takes the phone from my hand, and hits the voicemail button.
I’m a little surprised when he puts the phone to my ear, and I hear a male voice answer.
“Mr. Archer, this is Ashley, your evening security detail. Just wanted to let you know Mrs Valentina is outside the building and making her way in. Your plans are all set for the night, and I’ll inform the nanny you two will be home in the morning. Enjoy your selves.”
Archer’s face is so smug, I want to slap it. “Get on the bed, Valentina. I’ve got some ropes with your name on them.”
I step away from him, but I feel the mattress hit the back of my legs. “You tricked me.”
“I did. I’ve been watching you the whole time, and I’ve been waiting for too long. You’ll be punished for taking your time. I want you to strip out of those clothes, get on the bed, and spread your arms and legs wide. I know you’re ovulating, so it’s time for me to put my seed in you again.”
I feel my heartbeat between my legs, and slowly start to undress. How does he know? God, he’s worse than I am when it comes to stalking. I love it so much. Who wouldn’t want their man to obsess about them on this level? They’d be crazy to hate it.
When I’m completely naked, I lie on the bed with shaky limbs outstretched. I’m so turned on by all of this, I can feel a trickle of excitement spreading on to my thighs.
He walks around to each corner, tying off my arms and legs. Once I’m completely secure, he strips and climbs on top of me. His hard cock jutting up towards his belly button, precum glistening the tip.
“I’ve been edging all day, saving up my cum so I’d have a big load for you. I’m leaving you tied to this bed until your bred. I want you so bound to me, you’ll never think of leaving. I want you chained to my side, and never more than one foot away from me.”
‘Oh, Archer. I love you so much. You always say the most romantic things to me.”
“I love you too, my sweet Valentina.” He thrusts hard inside me, and I let out a shout of ecstasy. “Now lets see how many times you can cum before you pass out.”
True love, ladies and gents. True fucking love.
TAKING WHAT’S HIS
BY ALEXA RILEY
Driving a truck and hauling cargo from coast to coast can be lonely. Sly’s been looking for a pet to keep him company, and late one night on the side of the highway, he finds her.
Cameron is scared something bad is going to happen to her, but then he comes along, and she feels relieved. It isn’t until the door of his truck closes that the real fear takes root.
Sly has a new toy, and he’s having a hard time keeping his hands to himself. How long can he wait to take Cameron’s innocence? Because once he does, she’s his forever.
CHAPTERONE
SLY
I never caredfor easy women. Most men who drive trucks and are unattached usually want easy and no strings. Not me. I've been looking for the one, and I’m not going to soil myself on the path to finding her. Like most things in life, I take what I want, and I knew she was the one when I walked into this rundown diner off Interstate 72.
She stood out in a shithole like this. The vinyl flooring was cracked and worn, the countertops stained with permanent marks, and the smell of grease just hung in the air. They might have the best burgers for three hundred miles, but she doesn't look like she belongs here, even less so at two o'clock in the morning, when people out at this hour are only looking for one thing.
She's completely unaware of the danger she's in. She isn't just innocent, she’s naive. Four other truckers occupy the diner, but the difference between them and me is while they look rough around the edges, she’d be able to tell them to stay away. I’m far more dangerous because I look like someone she could trust. Someone who would help her if she needed it because it’s how my mama raised me.
As I make my way towards her, she finally glances up. Her green eyes meet mine and they go wide, a blush hitting her cheeks. Fucking perfect. I'm going to love seeing that blush for the rest of my life. I wonder if her body will blush in other areas. I could strip her naked, talk dirty to her and see how far it would spread.
“May I?” I ask, nodding to the empty side of the booth. Nervously looking around, she bites her lips, drawing my eyes there before she nods back at me.
It’s on the tip of my tongue to ask her what she's doing in a place like this, but that doesn't matter. She's here, I’ve seen her, and that sealed her fate. Now it’s just a matter of how hard she’s going to fight.
