Surrender To Me (Surrender Series Book 1)

by Thee Tasha Marie

“Just like that? No questions asked?” “Oh, there are questions,” he murmured, tilting his head slightly. “Along with terms and conditions.”

“You want the funding? You spend the rest of the weekend with me. No distractions. No outside world. Just us.”

“After the weekend, we go back to our lives.” A pause. Then, in a voice that was dangerously smooth, he added, “But for the next couple of days… you’ll be mine.”

“And what if I don’t accept?” He shrugged. “Then you finish your drink and go back to pitching to investors who don’t give a fuck about your business.”

This was fucking crazy. No, beyond crazy. This was some movie or urban fiction type of shit. I should have been offended. Outraged. Instead, I was sitting here, still thinking about it.

“That’s what this weekend is,” he said, voice low and unrushed. “You don’t make decisions. You don’t stress about outcomes. You don’t plan shit. You let me take care of everything.”

He exhaled a slow stream of smoke, his eyes still locked on mine. “Honey,” he said, voice smooth as silk, “you wouldn’t be here if you had any intention of changing your mind. I told you what’s up already. There’s no turning back.”

He let out a low grunt and licked his lips. “You’re gonna let me teach you exactly what surrendering truly feels like.”

His smirk deepened. “I fucking love it.” And then, he dropped his shorts. I swear to God, my brain short-circuited. My eyes widened, my breath hitched, and my entire body froze in place. His dick was huge.

I exhaled, my voice barely above a whisper. “I just know you’re about to put me through this fucking mattress.”

“That,” he groaned, brushing his lips against my jaw, my throat and my collarbone, “is a fucking guarantee.”