AllFreeNovel
Share Us
“The way you say my name is nothing short of a ‘come and fuck me’ invitation.”
“Fuck you.”
“I’ll get to that in a bit, but first…” He kneads the flesh of my ass and audaciously rubs his massive erection against my lower stomach.
I want to remain unaffected, to curse him to a special nook in hell, but I’m crumbling.
My core is clenching, and even the pain in my face and shoulder pales in comparison to the wild desire spreading through me.
But why?
Just why am I inexplicably turned on by his touch?
Please let this be a twisted case of gratitude and not something entirely different and disastrous.
As if sensing my inner turbulence, Kingsley tilts my head further back to stare into my eyes with his savage ones. “Remember that challenge?”
“What challenge?” I’m thankful that I’m able to regain some of my composure, considering the circumstances.
“The one where you avoided me after for a week because you were scared to give in to what we both want.”
“I don’t want you.”
“Are you telling me that if I reach under this dress, I won’t find your cunt swollen and wet and ready to be pounded into?”
“No.” The word is so quiet, I’m surprised he hears it.
A devilish grin splits his face. “Let’s test that then.”
Before I can object, the world is pulled from beneath my feet.
12
ASPEN
This is the second time in my life that I’ve been carried. Or more accurately, the third, since he probably carried me into the house last night.
Ironically, the first time was also by him.
Kingsley.
Aka the most infuriating man to have ever walked the earth. The most attractive, too.
Only, I’m not over his shoulder like all those years ago. Now, he’s carrying me bridal style like in some cheesy movie. For a second, I’m too disoriented to decipher the change of events. It isn’t until we’re out of Gwen’s room and down the hall that I snap out of it.
I slam my fist against his chest and I swear the hard thing makes a sound under my hand. Maybe he’s not human, after all, and I’m trapped with a soulless machine.
But would I be this out of my depth if he weren’t flesh and bones?
“What the hell are you doing, Kingsley?”
“Taking you to a more fitting setting. I don’t know about you, but sex in my daughter’s room is a turn-off.”
“Let me down!” I grind out, kicking my legs in the air to make him loosen his hold.
He digs his fingers into my waist and I wince. “Unless you want to worsen your injuries, stay fucking still.”
I’m about to bite his ear off when he shoves a door open to…his room.
