Dangerous Designs Read Free

wasn’t he? He had to. I needed him inside me. In a flash, I remembered him taking me last night, the toy stretching me, my skin still stinging from the whip. I moaned as I took him in my mouth, but I felt my cheeks flush with shame at the thought of how helpless I’d been. How I’d begged.
    And his secretary was going to hear us now. It only made me whimper again, and he laughed, low, fingers stroking through my hair. “Use that clever little tongue, Catriona. Use your fingers.”
    I wrapped my fingers around the length of him, sliding my hand up and down along with my mouth. He was slick beneath my lips and my fingers and I flicked my tongue up and down as I took him deep. When he wrenched my head back, I gave a gasp.
    “Up.” He let his eyes roam over my body as I stood. “Strip.”
    I knew everything was being heard—what did it matter if I was naked, too? But I felt my cheeks flame as I shed what was left of my blouse and unhooked my bra. My skirt slid down over my hips and I pulled off my underwear shyly. I shouldn’t still be shy with him, not after everything he’d done, everything I’d begged him to do. But something about the way he smiled when he saw me still made me want to run. He shouldn’t like my body. My body wasn’t—
    “Stop trying to hide.” His voice was curt. “Turn around. Slowly. I want to see that ass. Hold your hair up.”
    I caught my hair up in my hands and turned slowly, trying to feel, just for a moment, like a beautiful woman. If I closed my eyes, I could pretend I was the sort of woman someone like Dominick should be with.
    “Perfect.” He had moved while my eyes were closed. His hands cupped my breasts and his bare chest pressed up against my back. “Someday, Catriona—you’ll see yourself like I see you.”
    I couldn’t bring myself to speak. I only looked over at him, lips parting, and he put his fingers under my chin, turning my face so he could kiss me deeply.
    “Right now, though…” His voice was so deep that I shivered, feeling it slide over my skin. “Right now you’re going to tell me everything you saw in my apartment.”
    My breath stopped. “I—”
    “Everything, Catriona.”
    I swallowed hard, turning as he swept everything off his desk almost casually. He grabbed me, picking me up effortlessly, and sank onto his cock as he sat back on the edge of the desk. His hands cupped my ass as I rose and fell, our faces hovering a scant inch apart.
    “ Talk. ” His fingers tightened on my skin.
    “I went into your study.”
    “And?”
    I didn’t want to say it, but I couldn’t resist it. When he commanded me, I wanted to obey him—and want wasn’t a good enough word for it. I needed to obey him. Everything in me yearned to see his smile of approval. I bit my lip and gasped as he thrust deep into me. “I looked at your files.”
    “And? What did you see, Catriona?”
    “I saw a form—you’d signed it. There was an X. Someone went for human testing. And...”
    “Is that why you went to the newspaper?” His voice was soft, but I had never heard him like this before. It was a deathly quiet, so many threats veiled that I had to stop myself from crying out the truth. He couldn’t know the truth yet.
    “N-no.” His deep thrust gave me a reason to close my eyes.
    “Why did you go? Tell me. ”
    I had practiced the lie. “Nate might quit and go back. I wanted to—oh, God—I wanted to see if they’d let him.”
    “Really? Is that the truth, Catriona?”
    “Yes!”
    I didn’t think he’d believe it, but he took one hand off my ass to drag my head in for a kiss. His tongue thrust into my mouth and I tried not to wince as his fingers pressed against the bump on the back of my head.
    He couldn’t know. He couldn’t know, couldn’t know, couldn’t—
    I couldn’t hold back any longer. I was going to come, I could feel myself beginning to quiver as he thrust into me. I wanted him, wanted everything he could do and everything he could make me