Page 41 of Such a Good Girl

“Are you intrigued, Little Rose?”

“Very,” I said, unable to tear my eyes away. “Are they uncomfortable?”

Some of the couples were farther along in the process than the others, with one of the women almost completely encased in rope. Her breasts, red and engorged, were bound so tightly it looked painful.

“Only as uncomfortable as they want to tolerate. We have safe words for a reason, remember?”

I blushed again, the heat rising to my face. “Yes. Elephant,” I whispered.

He squeezed my hand and nodded knowingly.

“Yes, let’s keep going.” He led me away and into a nearby empty room. This one held only a comfortable looking bed, and, like all the other rooms, a table fully stocked with lube, gloves, and condoms.

“What’s this room?” I asked, as he closed the door behind us. My pulse raced as he closed the distance between us, taking my face in his hands.

“This is just a private room,” he said. “A place where anything you want to happen, can…”

He kissed me again, his mouth hot and hungry against mine. His hands sank into my hair, pulling my mouth close. He pressed me into the wall, his cock throbbing between us.

Deepening the kiss, we stayed locked that way for a moment before he tore his mouth away, staring deeply in my eyes. His gaze was so hot and intense, demanding and hungry. It reached deep into my soul, mixing with the desire and yearning that I’d been holding back.

“Are you interested in exploring bondage, Rosie? Your eyes lit up when you saw those ropes.”

“I’m not sure,” I admitted. “This is all so new.”

His eyes were dark now, laced with a hint of danger that left me trembling with excitement mixed with fear. I reminded myself again that he could be the killer. Letting this man tie me up like that — as sexy as it was to think about being completely under his control — was probably not the best idea.

“I could show you everything,” he said, his finger lifting my chin.

“Maybe,” I said, unsure what I was agreeing to. What exactly was everything?

His hand slid down, his fingers slowly and sensuously wrapping around my throat. Images of the dead victims flashed in my head, their necks bruised, their eyes bulging from strangulation. Nervously, I reached up and grabbed his hand, pulling it away from my neck.

“Just say the word, Little Rose,” he growled, his voice thick with lust. “I’d love to see you all trussed up, at my mercy…unable to move as I eat you out until your juices run down my face.”

“West,” I whispered, his name like a razor in my mouth, sharp and dangerous, as he captured my lips with his once more.

“Yes?”

“I….um, I think I should get to work.” Reluctantly, I pulled away and walked out, fear and desire pounding equally in my chest.

ChapterTwelve

WEST

I’ll be in town tomorrow!

I groaned at the text message that popped up on my phone. My little sister, Everleigh, had a unique way of getting under my skin. We had the classic sibling rivalry dynamic, and while I adored her, she came with a lot of baggage when she showed up.

I didn’t see her much these days, though, which had added a sense of peace in my life that wasn’t there when she was around. It wasn’t that I didn’t love her. She just knew what my buttons were,and didn’t hesitate to push them. Mainly, she was fond of making me worry about her when she was in Los Angeles.

When she was on set, which she was more often than not these days after she’d starred in last summer’s blockbuster romantic comedy, she was disciplined and responsible. But once she returned home, she let her hair down and got a little too wild for my comfort.

Yeah, she’s an adult now, I get that. But I’m still her big brother, and I will always feel responsible for her safety.

Can’t wait to see you! Call me when you get in.

I put my phone back on my desk, my thoughts drifting to Rosie. She’d done a great job last night, just as I’d known she would. I’d watched her all night, taking notice of what rooms she lingered in longer than others, watching her expression as she took in all that she saw. It could be a lot for an inexperienced person. Hell, the things that went on at Profane would make even an experienced person blush.

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