Unwelcome Reunions (His Dirty Secret Book 3) Read Free

wonderful, but she wanted to do some last minute packing and didn’t want to have to rush home in the morning to finish off. “I think I’ll go home, if that’s okay. That way I can make sure that I have a good night’s sleep so I’m refreshed and ready to go tomorrow.”
     
    Tyler grinned and wiggled his eyebrows suggestively at her. “You’re going to need to get plenty of rest tonight, because once tomorrow gets here you’re all mine, and I can’t guarantee that you’re going to get much sleep.” His fingers continued to dance over her skin, and he leaned in to kiss her deeply, his tongue tangling with hers for a minute before he pulled away.
     
    Isobel laughed out loud, loving how exciting that sounded just as much as she loved the fact that he also seemed excited by the prospect of spending time with her. “Don’t threaten me with a good time, you bully.” She never ceased to be amazed at how comfortable she felt around him, especially after them being together for such a short space of time. She supposed that once you’d shared your sexual fantasies, everything else was a piece of cake. And they’d done a whole lot more than just share their fantasies; they’d acted quite a few of them out as well.
     
    A short time later they arrived at Isobel’s home, and as always Tyler made sure that he got out of the vehicle first to hold the door open for her and walked her up the path to her front door. As she unlocked it, his arms came around her from behind and he scattered small kisses up the back of her neck and behind her ears, making her heart rate quicken and her breath catch on a sigh.
     
    He reached his arms around her and cupped her breasts, his fingers and thumbs finding her nipples with ease and latching onto them in a vice-like grip that had moisture pooling in her panties instantly. She moaned and pushed her ass back into him, feeling the distinct bulge in his pants as he rubbed up against her.
     
    “If you don’t quit that then neither of us is going to get any rest tonight, Tyler.” Isobel was flattened against the door at this point, and was so close to asking him to come inside so that he could finish what he’d started. But she knew that if she did, the early night that she needed was most definitely not going to happen.
     
    With a sigh, Tyler moved his muscular body away from hers, making her feel cold and yearning in an instant. “You’re such a slave driver,” he grumbled, as she turned around to face him for a last kiss.
     
    Laughter fell from Isobel’s mouth at his words. “I’m a slave driver? Me? Seriously, Tyler?” She couldn’t help but tease him. “And who is it exactly that likes to use floggers and restraints and all that stuff, huh?”
     
    Tyler had the grace to grin sheepishly. “Okay, I suppose that’s me. But you’ve done it to me too, remember?” How could she possibly forget ? “And you did such a good job of it too.” It was Isobel’s turn to smile and blush as she remembered the time that he’d asked her to dominate him to show her how much he trusted her. It had been an experience that both of them enjoyed, but not one that she wanted to do on a regular basis. She much preferred him being the Master in the relationship. She’d never realized that she was submissive until she’d met him, and for her to take control was totally alien to her.
     
    “Okay, mister.” She pushed him away playfully. “That’s your cue to leave.”
     
    Giving her one last lingering kiss goodbye, Tyler waited until she’d opened the door and stepped over the threshold and then turned away and walked back to the waiting car, giving her a jaunty wave out of the window as he was driven away.
     
    Isobel closed the door, locked it behind her, and then walked through to her bedroom, still smiling contentedly. She pulled out her small suitcase and lifted it up onto the bed and then proceeded to take everything out of it. As she repacked it, she ticked off a mental