Free Undone by Francette Phal Page B

for snow covered evergreen hedges and skeletal trees. So it came as a surprise to Ellie at the sight of Andrew standing yards away, his back turned slightly to Ellie’s view. He seemed engrossed in a conversation with the person on the phone and when it ended, Ellie gasped when he turned and met her gaze dead on.
    Orgasm hit her hard and unable to help herself, she clenched her eyes shut and called Nicholas’s name, forgetting for a millisecond that they had an audience. It took a moment to descend from her high and when she did, her eyes snapped open and—Andrew was gone. Unnerved and slightly embarrassed, Ellie chose not to immediately tell Nicholas of their voyeur for fear of having Andrew's blood on her hands. Instead, she focused her attention on his devouring kisses and put Sophie’s odd boyfriend on the back burner to deal with at a later time.
    ~*~*~*~
    "Andy , stop." Sophie’s attempt to push away from Andrew proved futile, as he manhandled her, his touches bordering on forceful at her protests. Finally having enough, she bit down on his lip and received a sharp backhanded slap across the face for it. Shell shocked, it took a moment to realize that she'd been struck. She covered her left cheek with her hand and glanced up at Andrew in horrified silence.
    " Soph…"
    "Get out."
    "Sophie, baby, please, I'm sorry."
    "Get . Out!" They were in her bedroom with the door locked and had been on her bed until only a second ago. Heavy petting having turned into something ugly and wrong, Sophie didn't know what to do except recoil in disgust. "Don't come near me,” she warned, backing away from Andrew's advances. How had it turned into this?
    "Sophie, you know me . You know I wouldn't purposely hurt you, baby, please." Oh, he played sincerity like a veteran actor. Genuineness seemed to pour from him and he fell to his knees, begging for all he was worth. "You just caught me by surprise, baby. I love you. I would never lay a hand on you."
    "You just did!"
    "I know and I'm sorry. Please, I'm sorry." He had half a million dollars riding on this plan. He had very dangerous men after him and even more dangerous people with his balls in a vise, demanding he not fuck this up. But one look, one accidental scene and he'd been close to pulling down his jeans and jacking off in that snow, Ellie’s expression of orgasm almost pushing him to the edge. But God, she'd been so hot.
    Watching Sophie’s parents fuck was like being up close and personal in a porn video. He'd wanted to stay. His cock , however, had begged him to seek Sophie out, see if the goddamn prude would finally put out for him. He'd been so hell-bent on getting off, that he'd almost convinced himself that raping her was a good idea.
    Now, he'd gone and fucked it up. "Sophie .” He managed tears, only because the thought of having to literally give up his balls was becoming a reality. He needed to fix this and fast. "Baby, I'm sorry. I'll leave if you want me to, but please just know that I didn't mean it. It was just a reflex, I reacted without thinking." He tried another method. "I'll go and tell your father."
    Sophie peered at him skeptically. "He'll kill you."
    Andrew shrugged despondently. "It's no less than what I deserve."
    "Do it again and it's over, Andrew, I mean it ,” Sophie said after an eternity. She allowed Andrew to come near her, but flinched when he touched her cheek. "I'll put some ice on it; it'll go down in a few hours."
    "I'm sorry, Soph, truly I am. Forgive me?"
    After a moment , he received a jerky nod and Andrew hugged her. He closed his eyes and hazel eyes, clouded over with lust stared at him, haunted him. Ironclad will kept his cock from springing up. But he vowed that once they had her in their grasp, he would make sure he tasted a piece of Ellie’s ass before he gave her over to his bosses.

Chapter 9
    Life at the mansion continued on much in the manner it had since the holidays began and once the relatives took their leave, the small