The Game

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her.”
    I flinched. I imagined I too would make a horrible sub.
    “In retrospect, I should have seen the signs. Hell, Cade knew she was a fraud. He
     should have told me. But then again, I had blinders on, so I might not have listened
     to him.”
    I took another drink, letting the cold liquid soften me a bit more. I wasn’t sure
     it was working. “Why did you stay so long?”
    He ran a hand over his face. “I’m an idiot, apparently.”
    How could he not know?
    “She played a game. She was only in it for the money. She faked like she cared about
     me the entire time. When I started in this lifestyle, she followed. She didn’t submit
     to me well, but she tried. I thought it was enough.”
    I nodded and took another sip. It was going down too easily.
    “After we split, I knew she had been faking. I Dommed for other submissives over the
     next few months. They were nothing like her.” He closed his eye and then opened them.
     “And then I met you.”
    I held my breath.
    He smiled. “God I wanted you. From the moment I saw you, I wanted you. But I knew
     you weren’t in the lifestyle. And I knew you were way too innocent for this scene.”
     He grinned. “Obviously I’m a poor judge of character.”
    I watched his face.
    “I thought about taking you home that night and having a normal sexual encounter.
     I thought about dating you. I even pictured changing my ways to accommodate your innocence.
     But it would have been a lie to fuck you as if I were vanilla without saying anything.
     So, I took the coward’s path.
    “I walked away from you that night because you were so damn perfect. And so young.
     And so naïve. I wanted you. Badly. I’d only been single for a matter of months. You
     were so full of life. Fun. Youthful. Gorgeous. You looked like you walked off a fucking
     magazine every time I saw you.”
    I said nothing. He had more to say. And I wanted to hear it. That was a line I’d heard
     before. It didn’t faze me.
    “By the end of that evening, I wanted to fuck you senseless. So badly I knew I wouldn’t
     be able to control myself if I didn’t get the hell out of there. So I ran. Like a
     coward. I left you sitting there wondering where the hell I was. I’m an asshole. And
     I’m so sorry.”
    “You could have just told me.”
    “Yeah. I should have. But then again, what if I had stood there at Cade and Amy’s
     engagement party and told you I was a Dominant? And I wanted you to submit to me?”
    I nodded. He was right. That wouldn’t have gone over well.
    “And then there was the fact that you knew nothing about Cade and Amy’s arrangement.
     It wasn’t my place to tell you. That was up to Amy.” He glanced up and down my body
     until I felt naked. “Hell, you’re still so fucking innocent. I can’t believe I’m even
     entertaining the idea of dominating you.”
    I shuddered again. My body was under his spell. I wished he would stop talking about
     dominating me. Every time he said a word, it went straight to my pussy.
    “I’ve thought about you non-stop since that night. I’ve masturbated in my shower more
     times than I can count.”
    That did it. My knees buckled. I lowered myself to the floor and set my glass on the
     coffee table. I slumped forward, putting my hands on the carpet in front of me.
    Riley watched me. He didn’t comment. Instead he kept talking, his voice lower, softer.
     “When I saw you at that fundraising meeting the other day, I swallowed my tongue.”
    “Me too.”
    “I wanted to yank you into a closet and fuck you senseless.”
    “Me too.”
    He groaned. “Don’t say that. I’m trying to be a gentleman.”
    I couldn’t imagine why.
    “I’m not going to fuck you, Cheyenne.”
    I jerked upright.
    He shook his head. “I mean it. Not tonight. I don’t think I can ever go without you
     after I take you. You’re like a drug to me. Once I taste you, I won’t be able to let
     you go.”
    So don’t .
    “I’m a Dom. That isn’t going to change.

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