Free HEAT Vol. 3 (Master Chefs: HEAT Series #3) by Kailin Gow Page B

once loved
me, but if I have to make you fall in love with me once again, I will.”
    “I
wished I could remember everything…”
    “I
do too, but it would be too painful. That’s why you’ve blocked those painful
memories. After we left, and you got into an accident trying to go after me,
against your father’s will, against the guards he placed outside so you
couldn’t leave freely that you tried climbing out your window, only to fall
nearly to your death…” He stopped then, catching his breath.
    “I
did?” I asked.
    “I
wasn’t there,” Rial said. “I wasn’t there to catch you.” He had tears in his
eyes. “I heard about it years later, but you were no longer at the chateau.
They said you attempted to run after me, and they guarded your room so the only
way out was through your bedroom window which was so high from the ground.  You
climbed out, but lost your grip and fell so hard, you hurt your head, and after
that your father took you somewhere for you to recover but you never went back
to the chateau. You never tried to find me again. You forgot about me, and for
that. For what your father did to you, I hated him even more.”
    “He’s
dead, gone.  I’m the only one left. Tell me what do I have to do to get you to
move on, Rial. How can I make it right again between our families? Between us?”
     Rial
looked at me with questioning dark eyes. “If you really want me to forget all
about your father’s betrayal…”
    More
than anything, I longed to clear the slate.  “What do I have to do?”
    “Give
me one night with you, one long, special night.”  His fingers traced a line up
my thigh.  “Let me make love to you.  Let me show you just a glimpse of what
marriage to me would look like… feel like.  Tomorrow, decide what you want to
do… who you want to be with.”  He slipped his hand into my panties and stroked
my clit, already sleek and moist.  “You're so hot already, Lilly.  Can you feel
it?”
    I
groaned.
    His
eyes lit up with lust and mischief.  “You’re so wet, your panties are soaked. 
We’ll have to take them off and let them dry before you can leave.”  He tugged
them down and let them pool at my ankles while his hands went around to grab my
bare bottom.  The heat of his soft hands on my skin was intoxicating.
    “This
smooth silky skin,” he murmured.  “This full, round ass, so firm, so perfect… I
just want to get lost in it.”
    Grabbing
me by the waist, he hoisted me up and wrapped my legs around his waist.  My
moist pussy rubbed up against his engorged cock.  Even through the fabric of
the robe that separated us, I could feel how hard he was.
    A
deep, animal groan rode up my throat as instant pleasure filled me.  I wanted
more of his cock.  I wanted to see him, fully aroused and stiff as a rod.
    Instead,
he set me down on the sofa, my legs in the air and my entire sex open to his
gaze.
    “My
sweet Lilly.  Look at how beautiful you are.”  He ran his fingers along the
creases of my sex, so wet and hot for him.  “I always did find you beautiful,
Lilly, but now… now you're sultry, sexy… a real tigress.  I could…”  With an
animal grunt, he shoved two fingers up inside me and reached the spot that
instantly had me bucking and begging for more.
    Licking
my lips, I looked up at him, happy to see just how hungry and aroused he was.
    “You’ve
got the perfect pink pussy, Lilly, and so tight.  My cock is aching just
thinking about squeezing in and getting lost in your moist heat.”
    “Then
fuck me, Rial.”  The words slipped out before I could even register them.
    He
grinned and whispered, “Not yet,” He bent down until his face was in my
crotch.  “So pink and sweet.”  He kissed my inner thigh and slowly snaked his
tongue up to my pink lips.  “Not yet,” he repeated.
    I
could feel the juices flow and my clit throb with the need to be touched, to be
coddled, to be satisfied.  I tilted my hips up, and tried to align my