Owned (Office Intrigue Book 8) by Nicole Edwards (year 2 reading books TXT) 📗

for me. Usually my scenes were well thought out, and at the very least, I had an idea of what would happen.

Nope.

Not this time.

Now, as I held Braelyn to me, my hips rolling as she sat astride my cock, I felt some deeper connection to her. I wanted to remain like this forever, skin to skin, soul to soul. She affected me in ways I never expected, made me feel things I’d been oblivious to my entire life.

“Talon…”

“Right here, baby,” I whispered against her neck. “You feel so good.”

Another whimper and I could tell she was close, her pussy fluttering over my cock.

Her arms untwined from around my neck. When she sat up, I released her, as well, watching as she arched her back, bracing herself with her hands on my knees. I reached up, curling my fingers over her shoulders, holding her in place while I pumped my hips, driving my cock up into her as she rode me. She was so fucking beautiful, her long hair grazing my legs as she rocked.

“Come for me, Braelyn. Let me feel you.”

“Talon … oh, God, yes. Please…”

I pumped my hips faster, still maintaining the gentle lull of our bodies against one another.

I not only felt her release but saw it as her muscles tightened, her nipples puckering tighter as her body clamped down on mine. I didn’t even attempt to hold on any longer, letting myself go, filling her as she fell into me.

I kissed her head, holding on to her once again, content and satisfied as only she could make me.

“Braelyn,” I whispered, rolling toward her in our big bed.

She snuggled up closer. “Hmm.”

I smiled, loving the way she sought me out in the night.

“The jet just landed.”

Her eyes opened, and I could tell she was still half-asleep.

I had considered not waking her at all but knew she would be disappointed with me if I made that call. The last thing I wanted to do was disappoint her. I could tell she was as determined as I was in certain areas of her life, and she’d taken charge with this possession, and she would expect to see things through.

“Come on,” I urged. “Let’s go greet him, get him settled, then we can go back to sleep.”

She nodded, then sat up, easing her mile-long legs over the side of the bed. It took her a minute before she really got moving, but once she did, I had to work to keep up.

After we dressed, I took her hand, led her out into the warm, breezy night toward the resort, where Gideon had brought Jones.

I’d informed the trainer he was to do nothing with Jones until Braelyn decided how she wanted to handle things. This was a first for all of us, and I thought it was important for Braelyn to set the precedent.

When she released my hand, I stepped back, moving to stand beside Gideon, watching as she walked right up to the new arrival.

Braelyn didn’t hesitate, reaching for his hands, taking them in hers as she moved in close. “Jones, I’m Braelyn.”

The possession’s navy-blue eyes settled on her face, and I saw relief there, as though she was his lifeline and he’d be floundering without her. In a way, I figured it was true.

He was an attractive man, one I vaguely remembered from his time here. If I recalled correctly, he hadn’t remained here long before Ms. Mills acquired him. He was close to six feet, with a trim, athletic build and head full of shaggy blond hair that hung to his shoulders, curling pleasingly at the ends and around his ears.

“You don’t have to say a word if you prefer not to,” Braelyn informed him. “Or you can say anything you’d like. Right now, you belong only to me. Not to the resort. Not until you’re ready.”

I was surprised by this, but I didn’t say a word. This was Braelyn’s show.

She peered over at Gideon. “Which room is his?”

“Second floor, number nine.”

Braelyn nodded, met my gaze, then took Jones’s hand. I followed as she led him to the elevator, then joined them, along with Taurus, who was still at my side, as we made the trek to his assigned room.

Once inside, Braelyn led him to the sofa, urged him to sit.

“Have you slept?”

Jones shook his head.

“Okay. Then that’s what you’ll do first,” she said decidedly. “You’ll sleep.”

I noticed her voice was taking on a more demanding tone, as though she sensed his need for her to be the authority.

Braelyn looked up at me. “Could I please have one of those electronic tablets?”

I nodded to Taurus, who headed off to retrieve it.

“I want you to sleep, Jones. Once you’ve rested, I want you to shower and get dressed. Jeans only, as is required here. I’ll make sure you have what you need.”

He nodded, his eyes peering into hers. There was so much hope there, I had to wonder whether or not this possession was going to latch on to my girl. I wasn’t sure how I’d feel about that if he did.

“Once you’ve done that, you’ll update the information here,” she said, taking the tablet from Taurus and passing it to Jones. “I’ll be back then. With food. Okay?”

Jones nodded.

“Then we’ll talk,” she told him. “It might not be what you’re familiar with, but it’s necessary. That way I can get a better understanding of what you need. Just know, there’s no rush. We’re going to move at your pace, and I’m going to help you through this. You’ve lost someone very important to you, but you’re safe now. Understand?”

Another nod.

Braelyn released his hand, and when she did, Jones leaned forward, wrapping his arms around her. I watched, surprised by the emotion that simple gesture stirred as he held on to his lifeline, the woman who had come to his rescue.

“It’s time for you to sleep now,” she said when he let go. “Do what I told you to do, Jones, and I’ll see you in the morning.”

He nodded,