Switch Master: 6 (Ink and Kink) Read Free Page A

appearance to his angelic
features.
    “Samantha.”
    “Yes?”
    “My towel, it’s behind you, on the hook,” he told her,
gesturing and drawing her attention to the word “justice” inked into his left
shoulder in intricate Celtic scroll. “One of us is at a distinct disadvantage,
don’t you think?”
    Sam didn’t doubt which of them was at a disadvantage. She
was. He was absolutely comfortable naked and damp…and she was tempted to lick
the water droplets off his delectable-looking skin. Still dazed, she looked
where he’d pointed and saw a big bath towel, grabbing it.
    “Here you go, pretty boy,” she said, though her voice wasn’t
nearly as steady as she wanted it to be.
    Taran grinned as if she’d passed some kind of test. “Do you
think you could help dry me off before putting the towel around my waist?”
    Battling both nervousness and arousal, Sam moved closer. She
didn’t have to do this. She wanted to help him.
    “I thought alpha lawyers could handle drying themselves
off,” she said, toweling him dry as if she’d done it a thousand times.
    “I’m more than an alpha, doll, that’s why you’ve been skirting
just out of my reach so long. Besides, it’s much more fun if you help me. Don’t
you agree?”
    “Sure, what woman in her right mind wouldn’t want to touch
you like this? You are ripped, Maddox, no doubt about it. Your ink is
incredible.”
    “Thanks. I have room for more ink, if you ever want to add
your name somewhere.”
    “We’ll see.”
    Caught up in the chance to touch him through the softened
terrycloth, she concentrated on her task. She didn’t dare try to stroke his
bare skin with her hand. If she did, she’d melt right to the floor.
    Her tummy flip-flopped, her heartbeat slamming in her chest.
Fight or flight, stay or go. She stayed, relishing the frisson of awareness
dancing up and down her spine. Goose bumps formed on her skin, though she told
herself it was the chill of handling a damp towel.
    Stepping back two paces, she tried to avoid looking directly
at his groin, yet she was very aware of his big cock. As far as she could tell,
he was circumcised. Unbidden, curiosity took hold of her, compelling her to
sneak a peek.
    Just one look wouldn’t hurt. Massive , merciful
heavens, he was massive.
    “Careful, you keep staring at my cock as you are I’m going
to give it to you.”
    Telling herself she wasn’t drooling, she quickly secured the
towel around his waist He was way bigger than any man she’d known. She wasn’t
even sure she could physically accommodate him.
    “You can,” he said, as if he knew the direction of her
thoughts. “We’re going to be really good together, Samantha.”
    “You can’t know that. We’ve never even kissed. Almost, but
we didn’t.”
    “I know because you’re meant to be mine.”
    “Taran, you want things from me that I can’t give you.”
    “What things?”
    “You’re a Dom. You want me to submit to you.”
    Curiously, once she’d come to understand the nuances with
help from Morgan and Cassie, and even Alex Grant and Ryan Hathaway, she’d come
to understand certain aspects of the lifestyle had an appeal, one she’d begun
exploring and researching over the last few weeks.
    “Yes I am. And you will submit to me,” he stated with such
confidence she trembled.
    “What makes you so certain of that, Taran Maddox?”
    “The way your eyes widened when you realized you’d done
something that pleased me. The way you flush prettily when you’re trying to
figure out if you should look up at me or wait for permission. It’s okay to be
submissive, doll. But you’re more than that, I suspect.”
    “Now that you’re all covered up, can we talk?” she asked
him, trying to change the subject.
    “Only if you let me hold you for a little while,” he
countered, catching her belt loops and jerking her nearly off her feet.
    The next thing she knew, she was drawn right into Taran’s
broad, muscled chest, his arms were around