With Visions of Red (Broken Bonds, #1)

by Trisha Wolfe

“There’s nothing wrong with you, goddess. Just the absolute tragedy that I didn’t make you mine first.”

“The second you get this wet….” he says, his voice dark, “you find me. Wherever you are, it doesn’t matter. Do not wait. There’s no reason why you should ever want for release, Sadie.”

“Here, with me, you are in control. This is your power.” He lifts one hand to grasp the knot between my wrists. “I want to touch you…everywhere. Taste you all over. Devour you and consume you. And trust that this is merely a weak form of expression compared to what I’m feeling.”

“But I’ll only ever do as you ask. This is the trust between us. When you say stop, I’ll stop. When you demand more, I’ll exert myself until you’re satisfied.” His face is so close to mine, I just have to inch forward…one little inch…to taste him. “Now, those are the clear safe words between us. So tell me to taste you, and not to stop until you’re coming in my mouth.”

“When you finally understand everything, you’ll know just how much power you truly have over me.”

Peeling off my jean jacket, I expose my weapon. Assuring he sees it before I toss the soaked garment to the floor and pull my shirt down over my belt holster. “That the best intimidation tactic you got? Am I supposed to be coerced by the gun or the wet T-shirt.”