Because He Possesses Me by Hannah Ford Read Free Book Online Page A

and deep, and it was mesmerizing me. Stop, I told myself. Trouble, trouble, trouble. I felt like the bed was rippling underneath me, like the floor was the ocean and my bed was a boat, and he was the wave, shaking me to my core and threatening, always threatening, to pull me under.
    It’s okay, the devil on my shoulder whispered, its horns twinkling in delight. Just let him do what he wants. Just one more time, just one more night, just once more, you can forget him tomorrow…
    Because I knew that he would surely leave me again. I was already broken-hearted. What would it matter if I let him do what he wanted to me tonight? Didn’t I deserve to have one more night of pleasure?
    Your heart will hurt worse, the angel on my other shoulder whispered. It will be worse if you have sex with him again. And where will you draw the line? You’re like a junkie pretending the next hit will be the last. But every hit will make the withdrawal that much worse, every hit will pull you deeper into the addiction.
    I slid back a tiny bit on the bed, trying to put some distance between us. His body was on fire, so hot it was giving me icy hot shivers.
    “It’s impossible to run twenty-six miles on the island of Manhattan,” Callum said. His grip around my hips tightened as he held me firmly, not allowing me to move even the slightest bit away from him. In fact, it seemed as if me trying to pull away just made him want me closer. “I had to run all the way to Queens.”
    He leaned down and brushed his lips over the hollow of my throat, and I burst into flames. “I left work early, Adriana. So I could go running. Because all I could think about was you. How you told me to leave you alone, how impossible that would be for me.” His lips moved to my collarbone, his fingers gripping the top of the t-shirt I was wearing and curving underneath it, moving the fabric down the tiniest little bit and exposing my skin. “Do you know when the last time I left work early was, Adriana?”
    “No,” I breathed.
    “It was four years ago. I walked out of a bullshit meeting at Morgan Stanley to start my own business.” He pulled back and his eyes locked on mine, so close and so bright blue that I wondered how anyone, any woman, could ever be expected to resist him.
    “Ask me if it worked,” he whispered. “Ask me if running twenty-six miles got you out of my head.” His mouth was so close to mine that as he spoke, his lips softly touched mine. It was insanely erotic, and heat pulsed rhythmically between my legs, almost as if it was pulsing in tandem with my heartbeat.
    “Did it work?” I asked.
    “No, Adriana,” he said. “It didn’t work. You are burned in my brain and it is driving me insane. I cannot leave you alone. I will lose my mind.”
    He took a strand of my hair and tucked it behind my ear, and then kissed me, sucking my lower lip gently.
    “Callum,” I groaned. I took my hands and pressed them against his chest, trying to push him away from me, but his body was rock hard, sturdy, and my arms felt like spaghetti again his strength. “I can’t,” I said. “You can’t be here.”
    “Shh,” he whispered into my ear, and my body broke out in prickly goose bumps. “We don’t have to do anything, baby. I just need to feel you against me.”
    He sat up and pulled his shirt off, his biceps flexing, the light shining in from the window and illuminating his flawless tan skin. I shivered and pulled the blanket closer around me, wondering how he could make me feel so safe and yet so vulnerable at the same time.
    “No,” Callum said, pulling the blanket away from me. “Now you.”
    He laid back down next to me and slid down my body until he reached the bottom of my t-shirt, the same one I’d worn out of his apartment this morning. “I like you in my shirt, Lemon,” he said. “But not as much as I like you naked.”
    He pushed the fabric up slowly, tugging it up over my hips, his fingers gripping the fabric as his thumbs grazed