Hot Adventures In Bed

he mud, surprised to have made it to the river bank so soon. She glanced over her shoulder and her body shook. Crocodiles loved to hang

f her face with shaky han

peered through the darkness

for me,” she promised, feeling

way. Darkness and darkness. Dammit, why couldn’t she have an accident right in someone’s

r where her car had tumbled right off the road. The armadi

Hopefully she wouldn’t trip on something in the darkness. Breaking her leg would b

point for their first date when the man

l that impressed with her either. She grimaced. She’d recognized the look in his eyes, the one that said he really wanted tall and

the Internet rated right up there with back-co

ld braking for an armadillo be considered her third mistak

hed clothing against her chilled body. Couldn’t stop now. Doggedly, she set o

ghts. Surely whoever lived here would let her wait out the storm. She walked through the ornate iron gates, up the palm-lined dr

mage. Mud and rain streaked her tailored slacks and white button-down shirt, hardly a suitable ima

rse. She stared up at the huge oak doors guarding the entrance. A small doo

ly as a battle-scarred Rottweiler, looked down at her. “

heck did

ce to dry out and call for help.” But did she really want to go inside with this scary-looking guy? Th

entry light. “I’ll have to ask Master Z. Wait here.” And t

nding miserably, and finally the door opened

ing around him before he could change his mind, she barreled into a

of her eyes and looked up. And up. The guy was big, a good

er arms. “She’s freezing, Ben. Molly left some c

he brute -- Ben

ew host’s voice was deep,

ollar. Dark gray eyes with laugh lines at the corners. A lean, hard face with the shadow of a beard adding a hint of roughness. He wore tailor

have bothered

l of golden clothing that he

g them out to keep from getti

cheek. “Your gratitude is prematur

” Now what was

ast stated the winds and rain would die down around six or so in the morning, and you won’t get a tow

iny room with a desk and one chair.

de a person sign releases, even to visit a fitness center. So she could sit here all

her the paperwork. Once she signs -- or not -- sh

in a file box on the desk

head at Jessica. “I w

a pen. “Read the rules. Sign at the bottom

ding. Rules of

had disappeared. Huh. She returned to reading, trying to focus her eye

will o

code. Something about cleaning the equipment after use. Halfway down the second page, her eyes started

ast page, she sc

towel, and showed her into an opulent restroom off the entry. Glass-doo

e door. Dropping the borrowed clothing on the marble counter, she kicked her shoes off and tried to unbutton her shirt. Her hands were numb, shaking uncontro

muttered and

“No, you are obviously not all right.” He stepped

clothes as one would a two-year-old, even peeling off her sodden bra a

gh her numb brain, she jerked away and grabbed

om her hair, opening his hand to s

onted stalls behind where she’d been standing. With his free hand, he turned

A hand on her bottom, he

began to penetrate. After a minute, she realized the door of the stall was open. Arms cross