Taken by Cassandre Dayne Read Free Book Online

isn’t a war.” Craze grabbed his own cup of coffee, taking a sip. Now cold, the bitter brew didn’t settle well. He was antsy, his insane needs remaining at the very surface. He had to take her again soon or he’d go mad.
    “I beg to differ my friend. This is very much a war. We just have to figure out which side we’re on.”
    The thought was chilling. “Fine. Give me the details. Find out everything you can about all parties involved. I don’t like surprises.” As he sat down in his chair, his lurid thoughts lingered. He was going to find her. Period.
     
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    Jess rolled over in bed, hearing the special ring for the third time. Groaning, she shifted and slapped her hand on her nightstand, finally grabbing her phone after the third try. “Hello Miranda, and no, I didn’t forget brunch.”
    “I tried to call you yesterday ‘cause I knew you’d forget,” Miranda huffed.
    “I was busy. I was working on my case. Remember?” She’d spent hours on Saturday, sequestered over her computer files, trying to put all of the pieces of the puzzle together, making little headway. The sad truth was she hadn’t been able to concentrate. Craze. Every thought shifted to the man, the night, and her aching ass. “Since when do I forget things?”
    “Right. Since forever. Well, you have a date with me. You don’t show up, I know where you live.”
    Miranda’s laugh was jovial. “Fine. I’m getting ready right now.”
    “Good. We have champagne to drink. A celebration is in order.”
    “You want to tell me why we’re celebrating?”
    “Nope. You have to make our date. Then I might tell you. Might being the operative word.”
    Jess chuckled. “I’ll be there with bells on.”
    “Good. Wear something festive.”
    Hanging up the phone she threw back her sheets. She was wet, flushed and her pussy ached. His cock was… “Whew.” Rubbing her tired eyes, she placed her feet onto the floor and sat up. For a few seconds she could swear his very scent was lingering, covering her skin. She was quivering all over. She’d remained in a highly sensitive state ever since he’d brought her back to her car, wearing his tee shirt and little else.
    Why hadn’t she gotten his number? Because you had a one night stand. Yeah, a very delicious one night stand with an absolute stranger. With no condom. With no forethought.
    Yep. She was certifiable, but she wanted more.
    She slapped her hand on top of her bed and rose to her feet. Unable to resist, she rubbed her ass. The burn remained. When she walked into the bathroom, her eyes were drawn to the royal blue shirt she’d gingerly placed over her hamper. She reached out, snagging the soft cotton. Sniffing, even though his shirt was clean, his intense scent lingered. Another shiver trickled down her back.
    As carefully folded the shirt she eyed her reflection and couldn’t help but smile. She looked positively radiant.
    The shower felt wonderful. Every inch of her skin tingled. She rubbed her ass and smiled, able to feel her welts on the pads of her fingers. Leaning against the cool tile, she closed her eyes, envisioning the amazing night. Even in the stream of hot water she shivered, her nipples standing at full attention. She smiled, thinking about the belt, his rough hands, and the night of intense passion. Then again, passion wasn’t the right word. He’d fucked every hole, delighting in shoving his cock in her asshole more than once.
    Exhaling, she rubbed her hand down from her neck, pinching her right nipple. She looked down. His bite mark remained, a yellowish glow remaining on her skin. No man had ever taken her so savagely.
    As the water streamed over her shoulders and down her back, she shifted her hand down to her pussy. Her cunt lips were sensitive even to her touch. She envisioned his face as she swirled her finger around her clit then remembered his intense words.
    You aren’t allowed to come unless I tell you.
    The man was all powerful, very controlling. She