His Dirty Author

hair, and I can feel him studying me.

It was your

I had a lot of fun writing it. Now, that’s your favor

more coffee. “N

s playfully. “You

y my mind inserted him and me into the roles. But telling him that is mortifying. Especial

s are warm like chocolate, and I completely underestimated the power of them. How

tions out. They’re at a club so they go outside into an alley where it starts raining, and the hero can’t help himself. He pus

al chapters of kinky sex that’s raw and messy and p

never heard about BDSM until that moment, reading by flashlight under my covers. I was as i

how turned on th

in that book, but I didn’t lie. That book is my favorite, and I’ve r

really should buy a new

Malik says. His eyes are still

ritten anything el

ey claim that my brand isn’t edgy enough for those kinds of books. Viciou

ay that’s their favorite book of yours. Maybe

hen you and I probably wouldn’t be sitting here.” He

uite understand the immediate gratification that I get from pouring it, though. I pl

said that a touch was electric. Now I do. I feel t

are you sudden

m

pull my hand bac

leans back. “They didn’t include the special creame

comprehend the movement, and I jump when Malik chuckl

lf terrified, half desperate

n I imagined when I envisioned us meeting—because I did. “You like ob

hy did you practically leap to

iten

ed my financial status. In Michael’s office you told me to get my hea

ng toward him. I can imagine him saying far more wicked things in my ear. But right now

tesy,

th heat. “Have yo

. “Trie

tance would seem entirely casual. In this room? It’s anything but. The tension between

fight my instinct to step back. I w

you’d e

know anythi

that you’re young and curious, and that your favorite book of mine is the one wher

y mouth is dry. I

distance between us so there’s now barely an inch between our bodies. “You’ve imagined what it would be like to have leather wrappe

ay? When he chains her under the table and

ely locked in chains. Slowly, I look at him. Wet my lips because they’re so dry. “I’d like to start work on

his chair, acting cool as ice. “I’ll send you a copy of the outline, but that’s it. You won’t be

ha

ll go to to get a Malik Ellis manuscript early? I’m not taking any chances

ver me fading. “So what? I’m just a prison

own place. Or, lord, do you

y eyes. "N

know you, and in this case, I need to be

ave had early manuscripts stolen and leaked. It ruined their sales. Given that Malik is alread

n the little pad sitting on the conference room tab

l the address and let someone come st

says, lifting his phone and snapping one quickly. “And anyone that’s

ma

ake those fantasies come true.” He spread his hands like he couldn’t help it. I roll my eyes

ross the table to me. “Give m

y the heat in his words and the fact that he’s gone from accusing me of being a gold-diggin

e it back. “Perfect. You’ll get a c

ka

ft to say. Malik stands. “I guess I’ll see you t

and then I sink into a chair, knees

t three weeks certainly