Free Fall (Free Fall Vol. 2): (Loving Summer #7: The Donovan Brothers #4) by Kailin Gow Read Free Book Online Page B

was trying to suck me in. The sensation was like
nothing I’ve ever experienced before, and I needed to gasp for air, which
opened my mouth further, and I inhaled more of him, his oxygen became mine, and
I was breathing him in, feeling him breathe me into him.
    It
was so intimate, so erotic, I couldn’t help clenching between my legs, and then
I felt his fingers between my legs, working me, circling me, as he deep kissed
me.
    I
finally came into his hand, and moaned deeply into him, as he gave me a big
wide grin. “Admit it,” he said. “I make you hot and wet. You want me, don’t
you?”
    He
brought his fingers up to taste me and closed his eyes while he sucked each of
his fingers dry. “You’re like fine wine, Doctor,” he said huskily against my
skin. “Exquisite and rare. No wonder you have men lined up all around you. I
noticed. And…” he closed his eyes. “I waited to sample you. I wanted to see
what the fuss was all about, what Nat Donovan was so hung up over…the woman who
meant so much to him, whom he would give up everything for.  Now I’ve sampled
you, and know why he does what he does to keep you safe and away from guys like
me.”
    Despite
my recent orgasm, my body shivered. Not from desire, but from a chill that went
through me. This sexy man who just gave me a mind-blowing orgasm, was also
someone I had to be wary of. He was dangerous still, and despite how he could
work my body to a frenzy, he couldn’t be trusted.
    Most
likely, he was playing with me, seducing me with compliments and his talk of
how he was attracted to me, how he wanted me; only I suspect to get into my
head, so I could trust him. Become his ally, become his puppet. And perhaps use
me against Nat.
    Well,
two can play this game. I’ve heard of captors who seduce their captives and
ended up brainwashing them to fall in love with them.  Stockholm Syndrome. Was
this what that was? Was all the building desires and lust for this man because
of this?
    If
I went along with it, he would think he was winning, getting through to me, but
in reality, I would be getting him to trust me, to fall for me. To let me go,
and to be persuaded to let Nat and this revenge thing he has against Nat go for
once and for all.
    “Eddie,”
I said. “It is Eddie, isn’t it?”
    “No,”
he said. “That’s the name I made up to give to that bitch.
    “Then,”
I said, running my finger against the front of his shirt. “What should I call
you? How would you like me to call out your name when you finally,” I ran my
fingers like claws gently over his chest and lean into his ear to whisper into
it, “sink your thick hot dick into me?” I turned to face him, looking deep into
his eyes. “Because, I leaned in close to him and outlined my tongue on his
lips. My eyes staring into his as sweet and innocent, yet sultry as I can.
    He
groaned loudly and opened his mouth to take in my tongue and sucked hard at it
while his hands went to my bare breasts. He just stared at them. “God, you are
beautiful,” he said. He brought one of my breasts to his mouth, licked it, and
covered it with his mouth as he sucked and licked. “You taste as good as you
look.” He licked harder, faster, groaning as he filled his mouth with me.
    “Ohhh,”
I cooed. “So good. Oh, Eddie,” I hesitated. “Eddie?”
    “No,”
he grunted, unable to pull his mouth away from my breast, away from my body.
“You get to call me by my real name. Xavier.”
    My
eyes flashed as I looked at him. “Such a sexy name,” I grasped. “I want to run my
fingers on your sexy head,” I said, licking the top of it, tasting his sweat. I
wriggled my hands, still tied behind my back. “But I can’t,” I pouted.
    With
one swift motion, he tore off the silk ties on my wrist and pulled my hands up
by the wrist above my head. He lifted me from my chair with one arm at my
waist, brought me to the bed, laid me out with my arm above my head and covered
me with his body, kissing my neck, my