Meet Me In The Dark (A Dark Suspense)
Published on April 15, 2015 Romance
He's empty, inhuman, dishonest, and cruel.
She's never wanted anyone more.
Sydney has lived in fear for eight years after freelance assassin, Merc, failed to rescue her from a cult-like militia group. Left in the hands of a sadistic man, she did whatever it took to survive. But Merc's last words gave her hope. Hope he'd be back to finish the job.
After Merc is betrayed by her father, Sydney becomes his target. He wields sex, drugs, lies, and love like weapons. Merc knows just what to do with a fearful girl like Sydney. He's in control. He's always in control.
But Sydney Channing is not what she appears. And Merc's only redeeming act--the very one that made Sydney's life a living hell--might just be his worst mistake yet.
WARNING: Meet Me In The Dark is a STANDALONE non-traditional DARK, CAPTIVE, ROMANTIC SUSPENSE. It is not intended for sensitive readers.
It’s finally here! The Merc Book! This is a standalone book, so if you are into the “dark” reads and have not read any other book by me, you can jump right in. I have two exclusive excerpts for you. One is here and one is on my New Adult Addiction Blog page.
I pull her to her feet and wrap my hands around her waist, pulling her close. Inhaling her scent. Feeling her warmth. I lean down and kiss her neck. I can feel the prickles of hair rise up on her nape and the chill that runs through her body when I whisper in her ear. “Have you ever had the soft fuck, Sydney?”
Another hard swallow as she tilts her head up. Her throat is exposed, like an offering. “I don’t know,” she breathes. “I don’t think so.”
“Cowgirl, if you did, you’d know it.” And then I slip my hand under her shirt and caress my way up her ribs and kiss her mouth at the same time. She’s stiff at first, her lips tight against mine. “Want me to give you a sample?” I ask, pulling back.
“Why?” she asks softly. She’s not looking to say no. She’s looking for a reason to say yes. “Because you feel sorry for me?”
“Nah,” I say, still trying to get her to respond to my kiss. I bite her lip, not hard, just enough to make her pay attention to what I’m doing. “Because the way I took you, Syd, that was not my best performance. And I think I can do better.”
“Why do you want to?” She pulls away from me a little, unsure of my intentions. Hell, I’m not even sure of my intentions.
“I just want you.” I let her pull back a little more, but only so I can see her face. She’s scared. Out-of-her-mind scared. Her eyes are wide and her mouth is open now, even though I couldn’t get it to open with the soft touch of my tongue not two seconds ago. “It’s not always rough, Sydney. Sometimes people fuck and they actually like each other.”
“Do you like me?” It’s such a soft whisper, I barely hear it.
“I’m not gonna kill you, if that’s what you’re asking.”
“I need to know why, though.” Her face scrunches up a little, like she’s having a hard time pulling herself together. I know I have her. I know if I just push a little more—squeeze her nipple in just the right way, press my hard cock against her stomach—she will give in. But if I’m gonna make up for the way I took her the other night, that’s not how this is gonna go.
I take my hand from under her shirt and pull her hair back away from her eyes again. She’s struggling right now. In all the ways I’ve seen her over the years, struggling with kindness has never been one of them. But that’s because she never had the opportunity. I tip her chin up and press my thumb into her bottom lip.
She whimpers and that little noise makes me even harder.
“You’re pretty. Garrett never told you that?”
She shakes her head.
“Well, he’s a dick. Your face is like an angel’s. And your hair, fuck.” I laugh a little and she takes a deep breath. “I’ve pictured you on top of me and that long, dark hair of yours dragging across my chest as you fuck me from the top so many times.”
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