Colter's Revenge by Jan Springer Read Free Book Online

lips suckling those big nipples?”
    “Yes,” she found herself whispering, hoping he would touch her.
    “Good.” He turned his back to her and began to inspect the cabinet. His voice sounded so cold and so hard it brought a spring of hot tears burning against the back of her eyes.
    God! What had turned him into such a cold bastard? She wanted to ask him when he suddenly whispered, “Here’s something of interest.”
    She didn’t like the satisfaction lacing his words, but she held her ground, determined not to watch what he was reaching for. In the end, she found herself caving in to the need to know and strained her neck to see over a gorgeous set of broad shoulders. As he moved his arms to sift through the sex toy cabinet, she couldn’t stop her breath from backing up at the way his biceps bulged against the dark suit. A tearing sound ripped through the air.
    “Shoot!” he spat.
    She couldn’t help but laugh as the suit seam across his shoulders literally ripped apart, showing the pale blue shirt beneath.
    He swore softly, shrugged out of the jacket and placed it on top of the sex toy cabinet. Then he swore some more, untied his tie and shoved it into the jacket pocket. When he turned around, she caught his long fingers working open the top three buttons of his shirt, allowing her to get an intoxicating peek at his curly chest hairs and then his dark frown. To her surprise, a gentle wave of erotic fear shuddered through her. He looked absolutely riveting when he was pissed off. It was an interesting side of him she wouldn’t mind exploring.
    “You’ve still got the most beautiful breasts I’ve ever seen, Starry Eyes. And those nipples… I wonder if they still taste so delicious.”
    In contrast to only moments ago when she’d hated hearing her nickname, her knees now melted at the intimate words he’d picked out for her. Oh, God! This was just happening way too fast!
    “But that’s all you are to me. Just breasts. A hot cunt. A luscious ass. And you are just a woman. A woman in a long string of fuck fantasies. Is that clear?”
    She was just a fuck fantasy to him? Anger nudged at her submissiveness and somewhere at the back of her brain a sad voice told her if she’d had any delusions about him being the same man she’d fallen in love with, then the cold finality of his words only confirmed what the general had told her about him. That he’d brought Colter Outlaw to his mansion and made Ashley available to him to use. Colter had filled her with hope then satisfied his and Blade’s lust with her, and left her without looking back.
    “Now let go of your breasts and clasp your hands behind your back. Make your tits stick out nice and hard.”
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    Despite her slight hesitation to do what he suggested, her pussy creamed with heated liquid.
    Stupid X-virus! She was actually being turned on by the horrible way he was treating her. Uttering an exasperated sigh, she reluctantly let go of her breasts and clasped her hands behind her back, pushing her shoulders back, suddenly quite eager to please him.
    Yes, she was definitely not a normal woman with this X-virus racing through her. Especially with the frantic way her heart pounded against her chest as he moved toward her. His walk was almost graceful—in a predatory kind of way. Maybe the word “cocksure” was more appropriate for the way he came at her on those long, powerful-looking legs. Cocksure that she would do what he told her to do without a fight.
    But how could he know she’d been infected with the virus? She’d never told him. It made her feel inferior. Hence her overwhelming need to get the cure. The webs of the X-virus began to ebb from her brain and her thoughts cleared. From past experience she knew she’d only have a narrow window of opportunity of a few minutes before the fog of submission would drape over her again. She had two choices.
    Tell him about being infected and ask him to give her the medicine. Or