Page 59 of A Shade of Evil


Font Size:  

“Then leave.” I smile, not really meaning a word of it.

He chuckles softly and then grasps an eye mask from the table and slips it across my eyes, saying huskily, “Now you can’t see what I’m going to do. You are at my mercy, and I control every part of you.”

“Still dreaming I see.” I gasp as something cold presses against my left breast making me jump and then he replaces it with his hot lips, causing me to moan softly.

As he continues to kiss a light trail across my body, I whisper, “Um, Ingrid has gone, hasn’t she?”

He chuckles against my left breast, “What if I said no?”

“Seriously!” I make to move, and he presses me down and says with amusement, “She’s gone. It’s just me and you and a whole night of fun before us.”

“You’re going to be the death of me, Shade.” I groan as I lie back, loving his hands working my body with a firm pressure, interspersed with hot kisses and dirty touches.

As massages go, I am having the best one ever and I’m almost certain it’s because of the man doing it.

His image fills my mind, and I can’t get him out of my head. Knowing he is here is turning me on and the anticipation of what he can do is almost as delicious as when he’s doing it.

There is not an inch of my body that doesn’t feel his touch and I have never been as relaxed as I am in this moment. When his face dips between my thighs, I groan out loud as he coaxes me to an orgasm that ripples through my body, cleansing it of any stress and replacing the madness with euphoria.

I could be in my own little world. It’s as if I am floating on a fluffy white cloud suspended above reality. There is no pain, no passion even, just complete and utter relaxation.

A gentle touch to my face makes me smile as he whispers, “You are so beautiful, baby girl. Has anyone ever told you that?”

I open my eyes and stare into two velvet pools of lustful desire, and it strikes me that I have never seen him like this. His guard has been dropped and the softer side of him emerges. It makes me reach up and cup his face in my hand, loving how he leans into it. I rub my thumb against his rough stubble and smile. “Why can’t I stay mad at you?”

His hand covers mine and his expression is almost vulnerable as he says in the barest whisper, “I don’t want to lose you, Ally.”

I stare at him in shock, almost as if I misheard what he said and the light dies a little in his eye as he says huskily, “We need to talk.”

The easy atmosphere is replaced by one of tension and I shift so I’m sitting up, concerned about what’s happened.

He smiles ruefully and reaches for the gown I was wearing when Ingrid arrived.

“Here. The food will be here soon. We should talk and eat.”

“How do you know I ordered food?” I’m mildly curious and he grins, a little of the old Shade returning.

“I knoweverything, Ally, especially when it concerns you. Don’t ever try to hide anything from me because it won’t work.”

I’m not sure why I’m happy about that. Probably because I’ve lost my mind around him. He has made me into a weak puppet where he is concerned, and I really should buy a book on feminism to study because I am seriously letting the sisterhood down.

Cecilia would be outraged at the things I let him do, but I can’t help it. It’s him. The man with the ability to control my emotions. Who makes me want to do things I shouldn’t and who lights up my world with one touch or a wicked grin in my direction.

My heart flutters when I’m near him and when he’s not, he’s in my head instead. How did this happen and so quickly? Why do I want him and why am I dreading what happens in a few days’ time?

CHAPTER32

SHADE

Allegra Powell has broken me. I know that now. I want to do cruel, wicked things to her for my amusement, but only me. The thought of anyone even near her is causing me an anxiety I haven’t felt before. Knowing there is someone out there who wants to harm her makes the wild beast inside me feral. I want to hunt them down and rip them apart for having her name in their thoughts at all. Iwillfind them, and Iwilluse every tool at my disposable, even the legal ones.

Kyle was astonished I’m involving the cops. Weneverinvolve them. If anything, we do everything in our power not to. But Heather is well placed to discover the information I badly need because as soon as they have a suspect, I will remove them from life. I’m almost salivating at the idea of that, and I experienced an overwhelming need to get back to her. To protect her, to spend time with her because somehow Allegra Powell isn’t my victim anymore. She is my world.

When I saw her lying on the massage bench, naked and covered in oil, I almost came on the spot. Ingrid was working her body which turned me on so much, I jerked my thumb at her to leave.

I wanted to touch her so badly it was overwhelming and as the masseuse tiptoed out of my suite, I replaced her soft hands with mine.

Nobody touches this woman but me. Only me and fuck our agreement. I have changed the rules because now I want her, Allegra Powell is going nowhere.

Source: www.allfreenovel.com