The Weathermen, 10
Emma Sawyer left Central to start a new life, and for the chance to work at Yates Industries. CEO Atticus Yates is everything she’d expect from one of the infamous Weathermen. Gorgeous, charming, intelligent, and charismatic. When he asks her to lead a pet project of his, she’s thrilled for the chance to use her skills.
But Emma left behind a secret in Central that, when it’s discovered, might ruin all the progress the Weathermen have made toward finding the hackers responsible for sending The Madeline Project on a course of destruction.
Atticus is part of a group of friends financing the efforts to put a stop to The Madeline Project. The program now has a mind of its own, thanks to a virus called Tommy Twister. These men have power, resources, and money, but they’re as ruthless and possessive as the storms ravaging Earth.
They call themselves the Weathermen…
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“I’m not going to ask you to do anything that will cause you mental or physical pain, Emma. That’s not what this is about. But if we need to talk about something I ask of you, we will. How’s that?”
“Okay. Thank you. In that case, I agree.”
“Good girl.” He grinned, and her pussy grew wet. “Ready?”
“Open the robe but don’t take it off. Just let it fall open so we both can see your pretty tits and your pussy.”
Shit. She knew exactly what he intended to make her do, and she wasn’t sure she could with him watching, but that was precisely the point, wasn’t it? He was trying to help with her lousy self-image issues. That he would care enough to take the time to do this touched her heart.
She opened her robe, working hard not to close her eyes.
“Oh my,” he said, his voice reverent, like he was gazing at a perfect piece of artwork. “I knew you’d be luscious, but I had no idea you were this exquisite.”
It was on the tip of her tongue to protest, and it took every ounce of willpower not to say a word.
“You don’t look at your naked body very often, so you?”
She shook her head.
“I know. I can see it on your face.”
Emma swallowed hard against the lump in her throat. “I’m sorry,” she whispered.
He frowned. “No. You have nothing to apologize for. That’s rule number three. No apologies. Okay?”
“Emma… Okay. I want to see you touch your skin. Your face, your arms, your belly, and then your legs. Innocuous places you touch every day when you shower or bathe, right? Do it slowly, and let me see you enjoy it.”
Well, that was harmless. She could do that.
She moved too fast at first, and he slowed her down by placing his hand over hers and guiding it. “Relax your muscles. Let me show you what I mean.”
Once she understood, she did as he asked, but then had difficulty hanging on when he spread her legs and placed his hand over her pussy. “Keep going. Don’t stop. Look at me, not at my hand.”
Sure. That was so easy right now. Emma traced a line with two fingers over her neck, between her breasts, then down each arm and over her abdomen. She reached as far down her thighs as possible, and then he told her to bend her legs and draw them up.
She did, after hesitating only a second or two, and then he moved his hand off her pussy, and placed his arms under hers. He slipped his hands under her thighs so her pussy was open and exposed. “Now you can reach the rest of your legs. Go on.”
She continued, teasing her feet as well, trying to keep her gaze on his face, but it kept drifting to her swollen clit and wet slit. He noticed it, of course, and grinned.
“Look how wet you are, Emma.”
“I can’t help it.”
“I like it. A lot. Move your fingers down there. Rub your clit for me, Emma.”
She bit her lip. She’d never masturbated in front of anyone. Hell, when she did it at home she had to have the lights off.
“Had a feeling that would throw you.” He released her legs and rolled her nipples between his thumbs and forefingers. She let out a long sigh as tiny jolts of electricity raced straight to her clit. “Do you like this?”
“Then do as I say or I’ll stop.”
Emma loved him a little for that. He knew exactly what he was doing, but there was no malice or self-serving going on here. This was all for her. And she didn’t want to disappoint him. More importantly, she wanted this. It was time to live the way she’d always dreamed of, and Atticus could help her do that.
Posted by Evampire on 18th May 2016
Emma Sawyer is thrilled to start her new life leading a pet project for Atticus Yates but she left behind a secret that might ruin all the progress the Weathermen have made toward finding the hackers in this sensational romance. Thrills and passion continue to keep readers glued to the pages of this fascinating futuristic series as the Weathermen continue to set things right in their world. Despite some past romance trauma, Emma finds herself quite attracted to Atticus and the feeling is mutual with some sizzling chemistry but Atticus mucks things up which causes some turbulent scenes. And some exhilarating excitement adds spice to the story when another breakthrough is made on the Tommy Twister virus front and Emma's past comes back to haunt her when somebody causes some reporter drama that could jeopardize everything. Another great story in the Weathermen series and I have to say that while I am fascinated by the intrigue and suspense of the plot, I am also getting quite a kick out of watching the Weathermen fall one after another. - See more at: http://erotic.theromancereviews.com/viewbooksreview.php?bookid=21676#sthash.Nkf27NO1.dpuf
Posted by Michelle on 5th Apr 2016
This, like the rest of the series, was absolutely phenomenal. I couldn't put it down. I am on pins and needles waiting for the rest.. but I also don't want it to end! Well done, Ms. Tate!