Bedded by the Rogue

"Meg, what are you doing here?"Jack asked her.Why would she be in his study when she had clearly stated that all they had together was business?And why was she kneeling, palms facing up on her knees and head bowed?Had she decided to finally submit? Had she...?No,he mustn't think that. She had made her point clear a week ago. She had told him loud and clear, she was no mansm submissive.So, he asked her again."Meghan, why are you here?"With the most alluring and pleading eyes he had ever seen, she looked at him and said two words that completely undid him."Please, sir"

JackJack sat in his study on Monday morning with Jake. Jake had been his best friend for over fifteen years and the only person he was comfortable showing himself to. Not like he had gotten any say in that area though. When he had the accident, Jake had been at his side until recovery and till he was discharged.The first time he had seen himself in the mirror and had immediately banned everyone from visiting, Jake had thrown protocols to the wind and had barged into his house the next day demanding to see him. He had waited a week before Jack had finally come out of the room. Jake hadn’t flinched or expressed disgust when he saw his face and from that moment the two had become inseparable. Mostly because Jack had refused to show his face to the world and needed a representative.Jack hadn’t shown his face to the public apart from the month of his accident in five

MeghanMeg woke up clutching the sheets. Sitting up, she tried to process the dream she had just woken up from. Dreams like that didn’t come to people like her, ever.She had been tied hands and feet to a bed that had four posters and had been stark naked. Her body had been glistening with sweat and flushed with desire. She had sought for some sort of release or friction to ease the ache that ravaged her body and pooled down below.Meg was familiar with bondage because she had read a few books, however, she wasn’t a fan of it. But the odd part of the dream had not been way her body had bowed with desire and she had writhed in pleasure as greedy fingers sought and teased her. No, it was the person that made her body ache and hum with so much intense passion that she had screamed herself awake when she finally found her release in deft tongue and a skilled mouth.It was the shock

MeghanMeg felt heady as his tongue teased the seam of her lips, his warm breath fanning her face. She let out a moan as his teeth caught her bottom lip as he gently tugged on it and nibbled.“You don’t know how long I’ve wanted to do this” he said in between nibbles.When her mouth finally opened for him, he kissed her as though he had been starved, his tongue fucking her mouth and Meg had to hold on to his head for balance.Her tongue met his with a matched fervency. Nothing was tempered, he ravaged her and kissed her as though he was taking his last breath.He finally broke the kiss as his mouth settled firmly over her nipple through the sheer material of her shirt and Meg gasped. He deftly undid the buttons of the shirt she wore and raised his head up so he could lift it over her head.Then his head descended again on her nipple

Meg opened the door of the Manor and stuck her hand outside. The raindrops fell on her palm as she stared into the horizon.It had been raining for a few hours and she had hoped it would slow down to a drizzle so she could take a walk.And it had reduced to a drizzle already.She needed to clear her head and do some serious thinking. The Catherine story had gotten a little complicated than she expected and her thoughts were jumbled.The week had gone by and she had spent most of her time reading and writing, trying to interpret and piece the story together in an orderly fashion.She had seen Jake twice during the week when he came to hang out with her for an hour or two, but no mention of the other night was made.It had given her some serious thought.Had Jake been flirting with her the night at the club or was he truly interested in her but waiting until she made the first move?Or was