Set Me Free by Diana Nixon

Author:Diana Nixon [Nixon, Diana]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Diana Nixon
Published: 2015-10-24T18:00:00+00:00

Chapter 11

James

My head was still spinning, as if I were on a fucking carousel that I couldn’t stop. I wasn’t sure if it was because of my hangover or the woman I was holding in my embrace now. She could make any man lose his mind, and I was not an exception. My common sense just turned off whenever she was around. It was like she had a switchboard to every part of my body and mind, switching pieces on and off, one by one, whenever she wished to do so. And the only part of me that was on now was not my brain.

I looked at Stella through the mirror. Our eyes flashed pure lust, mixed with anger that neither she nor I knew how to explain or overcome. My guess was that we wanted each other too much to admit it.

“You can’t just come and take me whenever you want,” she hissed, throwing invisible knives at me with her eyes. If they were real, I would, no doubt, be lying in a pool of my own blood right now.

“Oh, yes, I can. And you know why?”

“Enlighten me,” she snapped.

My fingers slid across her clit and in between her smooth lips, right to where I could feel the wetness caused by my touch.

“Because what I want is exactly what you expect me to give you.” I pushed two fingers inside, making her groan. Her hips pressed harder into me.

“You are one self-assured bastard, Mr. Collins.”

My fingers moved in and out, making more pleasurable sounds escape from her luscious lips.

“Maybe I am. But you awake the worst in me, Stella.” I had never been sweet with women, and they liked it. But with her, my primal instincts got the best of me, I couldn’t control myself. And the worst thing was that I enjoyed it.

“Who would have thought there was something good in you as well . . .”

Our gazes never broke. Her every word went right through me, making my desire and need for her grow with incredible force and speed. The pain in my boxers was unbearable. My mind raced back to the first time she and I lost control. From that day on, Dillon’s kitchen had become my favorite place. Whenever I was there, I couldn’t help but smile, feeling the rush of excitement overwhelming me at the mere thought of our cooking-fucking session ever happening again.

Her lips twisted into the most amazing devilish smile I had ever seen. “You are so insatiable, Mr. Collins. What will you do without me when you leave?”

I froze at the question, unable to make its echo ringing in my head hush, and then let it hit the deepest depths of my soul, if I actually had one that is. It was a wrong thing to do. Now I hated myself more than ever. And she knew it . . . Damn it, she knew it all.

“No way . . .” Slowly she said, piercing my eyes. I felt like a criminal caught at the scene of the crime.

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