Shameless Captive

By Laurie Vincent

Kelly Burke is the spoiled, younger sister of Tyler, who runs their father’s construction company after his death. Both enjoy care-free, pampered lifestyles. Tyler, unfortunately, without the experience or knowledge of managing a company, watches it financially crumble and hires his former military buddy, Damon Santoro, to lead its Operations. Damon has a solid reputation in the industry and possesses the leadership qualities Tyler lacks.

Burke Construction does a complete turnaround and business thrives. Tyler, realizing he has a rainmaker on his hands, encourages Kelly to lead on Damon as a means of keeping him around. Damon has been bewitched by Kelly’s beauty since their army days, when Tyler shared enticing photos of her.

Kelly is immediately attracted to Damon, but forbidden to have a relationship with him by her brother. Tyler is afraid that should things sour between them, Damon might be tempted to leave the company, and its renewed success would end.

Kelly learns to submerge her romantic and lustful feelings for Damon for several years, only manipulating him with her seductive charm at Tyler’s direction. Other men come and go in her life, but none have Damon’s brooding sensuality. Damon is the one she secretly desires.

One night, before she goes off with her girlfriends to party and bar-hop, Damon shows up agitated at her door, claiming that he’s being framed by Tyler for a crime that could send him to prison. His wild accusations make no sense to Kelly. Damon is furious, accuses her of being involved and insists that she go with him. When Kelly refuses and tries to soothe him with her feminine wiles, he uses chloroform to subdue and take her as his hostage.

Shameless Captive is packed with plot twists, page-turning suspense and crackling erotic heat that leads to a shattering conclusion.

• Language: English
• Publisher: Laurie Vincent
• Release date: Sep 2, 2022
• ISBN: 9780463128411

Laurie Vincent

Laurie Vincent is my pen name. I live in the Midwest and love a juicy story with interesting characters, spiced up with sex, some suspense and of course, humor. I have balanced a career in the financial industry with writing (which has always been a fun side-line). Pieces of the people I write about come from those I've known. I am always jotting ideas down in composition notebooks that I eventually transfer to my laptop. I love all kinds of movies -- from the classics to even the trashy (but enjoyable) ones! I appreciate getting feedback from people who have read my stories - I truly believe it makes me a better writer to take their comments to heart. I hope to hear from you soon!

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SHAMELESS CAPTIVE

By

Laurie Vincent

© Copyright 2016 by the Author

Disclaimer

This is a work of fiction. Names, characters, businesses, events, and incidents are either the product of my imagination or used in a fictitious manner. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, or actual events is purely coincidental.

Table Of Contents

Chapter 1

Chapter 2

Chapter 3

Chapter 4

Chapter 5

Chapter 6

Chapter 7

Chapter 8

Chapter 9

Chapter 10

Chapter 11

Chapter 12

Chapter 13

Chapter 14

CHAPTER 1

Kelly Burke emerged from the shower feeling refreshed and friskier than ever as she contemplated the night ahead with her girls. They planned on first hitting Marley’s, a popular hook-up spot, for a drink or two to kick things off, and if the action proved slow, would move on in their search for fun, laughter, and of course, premium male talent. She had gone through a dry spell since her last boyfriend, Phil, and was determined to make up for lost time.

She was amped and raring to go!

Marley’s typically attracted a pack of quality studs. Even if she didn’t score (which was actually a longshot, since she usually backed down once realizing things were going a little too fast), just fooling around with a cute guy would be sweet. She loved to entice, tantalize and drive one mad with her kittenish smile and stripper moves. Nothing beat the high of a pair of wanting eyes studying her while she got a high from all that simmering testosterone.

Standing before her mirror with a towel, she smirked. At twenty-nine, she was a petite brunette with vibrant blue eyes and full, pouty lips that oozed sassiness and held sultry promise. Her frequent trips to the tanning salon ensure she had no unappealing lines to spoil her smooth skin. Her large, jutting breasts tapered to a trim waist and curved hips – set off by a pair of smooth, shapely legs.

She was smoking hot, and quite aware of it.

Kelly had always drawn attention – even provoked it – because of her habit to flirt. It was her nature to toy with and manipulate men. She gave off the sex vibe and had been labeled an incurable tease. Taking very little seriously, she gleefully lived up to that reputation.

There was, of course, a downside to her naughty behavior: she often attracted undesirable characters. Having her girls as back-up helped rid her of creeps who didn’t accept rejection. Barb and Denise knew exactly how to run interference after she flashed her distress signal, enabling her to make a clean exit. She giggled as she fled the scene, watching her girls perform their hilarious block and tackle routine, which consisted of rapid-fire banter designed to hijack the said creep’s focus and con him into buying them drinks while leaving him frustrated.

It was a cruel, but effective strategy.

Tonight, however, Kelly was almost too horny to bail on anyone. She was suffering from a sexual draught. Though self-imposed, it had been a while since she had been with a guy. That proverbial itch demanded to be scratched.

In gazing at her reflection, she wondered why the impulse to get laid was so powerful. She supposed part of the reason was due to the targeted flirting she had done with Damon Santoro at her brother’s request. Her hormones were abuzz.

Bring you’re A-Game, Kell, Tyler coaxed, and pour it on thick. Stroke his ego, make him feel like a total stud. Damon is a rainmaker – solid gold, and is well-connected in the business and has that Midas Touch. He can walk into any construction firm and name his price. He’ll put us back on the map if we can get him.

Why not just pay the guy what he’s worth?

Naturally, we’ll do the best we can. I wish we could afford to give him bank, but we’ve been slow, sales have dropped off over the past three years. We keep getting out-bid for the bigger projects. Our pipeline has dried up. The competition is brutal. He and I go back to the military, but those kind of relationships, while beneficial, only go so far. We need to totally lock down this guy, whatever it takes.

I’m not sleeping with him.

You don’t have to, but charm him, for God’s sake. Work your magic. You’ve mastered a killer technique. Come on, Kell. You can do this. Make him feel special. Wrap him around your finger. Tuck him into your back pocket. String him along. Trust me, he’ll take the bait. We badly need him on our team.

Why would he care so much about me? It sounds like he could have any girl he wanted, and on his terms.

He’s still single, but has trust issues and never seems to stay in a relationship. No chick ever lasts with him. Was always a bit of a loner, and came off as too intense and very controlling. Tyler chuckled. While we were in the service, I used to show him pictures of you. He was hooked from the start.

Hearing she had a new fan pleased Kelly. He was?

He nodded. A guy can tell. Remember that photo album you sent me? He sat there, staring at the shots of you. He was mesmerized. I swear, he put the rest of the world on mute while going through each one, and there were plenty of times he asked if he could borrow it. His eyebrows lifted and grin spread to punctuate his remark.

Tyler had planted the seed of curiosity. Kelly wasn’t sure what to expect before she met Damon Santoro. Her brother took them to dinner to discuss his proposed role in their organization as well as provide her that initial glimpse.

She was immediately struck by Damon’s rugged good looks which were matched to a brooding intensity. He was thirty-six, the same age as her brother, tall, with short, dark hair, piercing brown eyes, a large, a wide nose, trimmed beard and was athletically fit. He wore a long-sleeve flannel shirt that hardly camouflaged his hefty biceps and muscular physique. The span of his immense hands seemed able to encompass a woman’s waist.

While Tyler walked Damon through his spiel, outlining the opportunity they had for him, Kelly studied him with mixed feelings. Though confident she could reel him in with her feminine wiles, she detected an undeniable magnetism about him. Whenever he glanced at her, it was as though he could pierce her thoughts – sweeping all other reflections to the side – and dominate them. His eyes bore right through her, and caused her to shift in her seat.

It was no surprise that Damon accepted their offer to not only head their Sales Division and promote Burke Construction, but to restore it to its former luster.

Kelly had no clue why their family-owned company, which their father had run so successfully through the years, had fallen onto hard times. Not having a head for the business, or ever glancing at the books, she left it in her brother’s supposedly capable hands. She was perfectly content receiving her generous monthly allowance, having her credit card bills covered and living in a posh condo in South Minneapolis. Tyler was far more technical, having worked closely with their father before he died. He should have known exactly how to keep it profitable.

In less than two years since Damon had taken over, Kelly heard things indeed turned around. Burke Construction began picking up jobs around the Twin Cities where they had previously been shut out by several developers. An excited buzz about them emerged and restarted activity in a big way. Signs brandishing their name were posted at sites advertising their building new homes. Even during the winter months, where activity tended to slow down, developers knocked on their door to launch discussions about upcoming projects. Tyler commented that revenues had gradually climbed out of their anemic slump.

During that same period, Kelly had kept her word and outrageously trifled with Damon: frequently visiting the office to purposely send him steamy glances, leisurely crossing her legs, caressing his forearm with her feathery fingertips, and accidentally brushing those guns of his with her breasts. Her regular appearances dominated his attention. He was receptive to all forms of play, no matter how frivolous. She sensed his mood-change when she entered the room, those brown pupils tracking her every step, as though committing them to memory while undressing her in his mind.

Dutifully fulfilling her part was not difficult for Kelly. Damon, in her opinion, was a totally built, attractive man with a brooding sensuality that had her actually wondering what he was like in bed. He was admittedly different from guys closer to her age. He seemed to be all about patience, discipline and respect. These were traits undoubtedly instilled in him by the armed forces. He gave the impression that he needed to be in control and desired a woman who was naturally submissive. She often got caught up in her game of seduction and was truly turned on by him. His low-pitched baritone stirred her up. Some of the flirting got so heavy she was tempted to throw herself at him and surrender to that mutual lust.

She couldn’t, however, screw up. Tyler insisted upon dangling her like a carrot to keep him around. If she went for it and things fizzled, Damon could conceivably hit the road – the very scenario her brother wished to avoid.

Still . . . she couldn’t resist fantasizing about him. It further pleased her that he could readily choose any other woman, yet he lavished his attention on her.

Damon did have his quirks. Although he was popular with their client firms and quite social, he remained detached and preferred to go it alone. He was secretive and revealed little about his true self. His personal time was important to him and he managed it carefully, not permitting others to intrude.

Kelly realized she was still tingling long after her leisurely shower. Her nipples were hard, her cheeks were flush and she could feel goosebumps spreading across her pale skin. An underlying electrical current coursed through her system. Undeniably, thoughts of Damon brought on that involuntary reaction.

Enough of that! Better to bottle up that desire and pour it on the hunks she would soon see at Marley’s. They would benefit from her surge of wildness.

She finished blow-drying her shoulder-length brown hair and put on her makeup before dabbing herself with some Chanel Coco Noir to maximize her allure. To complete her sumptuous package, she slipped on a short form-fitting black dress with a plunging neckline that displayed plenty of cleavage. Her lacy pink bra peeked out from its borders as she swiveled her hips. She wore silk stockings and decorative pink garters to show off her sleek legs. A pair of titillating stiletto heels provided the finishing touch.

She beamed at her reflection. Tonight, she would own the spotlight, pushing her girls back into the scenery and bask in