Page 175 of My Rules

The firelight dances across his skin ...

My cock twinges, and I hold my iPad closer ...

Fuck me . . .

This story is hot.

“Good afternoon, Dr. Grayson,” a voice says from the door.

I fumble to quickly shut down my iPad and glance up. “Good afternoon, Judy.” I smile.

“What are you up to in your office all alone?”

Vampire porn . . . go away!

“Reading some research notes,” I lie.

“Anything interesting?”

“Not really.” I fake a smile ... seriously, fuck off right now.

“Catch you later.”

I look left and right and open the file back up.

He steps closer, and I can see the huge erection tenting his pants. His arousal overtakes the room with an energy all its own.

The candles flicker as he approaches, and we stare at each other as the air crackles between us. Without a word, his hand slowly goes around my throat.

I swallow the lump in my throat as my cock thumps ... fuck.

Ring, ring ... My phone pulls me out of the moment.

“Blake Grayson,” I snap.

“Did you read it yet?” Antony whispers.

“I’m trying to now, but everybody keeps interrupting me,” I whisper.

“Seriously, it’s so fucking hot I can’t stand it.”

“Yeah ... I’m getting the gist.” I wipe the perspiration from my brow.

“We need to find out who wrote this as a matter of urgency because I’m left on a cliffhanger.”

“What do you mean?” I frown.

“The whole story isn’t there. It finishes just when it gets good.”

I scroll down. “What?”

“There’s only six chapters, and then there’s this weird iCloud link that’s supposed to be to the rest of the story, but it goes to nowhere.”

“What kind of setup is this?” I whisper angrily. “We find this stupid flash drive with all these half-finished stories on it, and it sends us down this stupid fucking Kindle hole, and now we don’t get the end of the stories?”

“I know, bullshit.”

“Listen, get into that iCloud and find the rest of this shit.”

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