Free Enthrall Him (Enthrall Sessions Book 3) by Vanessa Fewings Page A

your immaturity and annoying innocence—”
    “Excuse me?” I rested my hands on my hips.
    He gestured his need to go on. “And you’ll become overwhelmed with my need to control you, overpower every aspect of your life, and dominate you, not to mention my insatiable need to fuck you half to death. You’ll eventually want nothing more to do with me.”
    “Are you serious?”
    “Quite serious.”
    “I’m not immature.”
    “You kind of are.”
    “In what way?”
    He arched a brow. “You have a Hello-Kitty makeup bag.”
    I waved off his accusation. “Choose something else.”
    “You’re argumentative.”
    “Well you’re bossy.”
    “Tell me something I don’t know.”
    “And very overpowering.”
    “Looks like you’re taking annoying to a whole new level.”
    “How long is this experiment meant to last?” I said.
    “Couple of days, though to be honest my tolerance limit is kicking in right about now.”
    “You’re an arrogant ass.”
    “You dare to speak to me like that?”
    “What are you going to do? Punish me?”
    “I will spank you, yes.” He lowered his gaze. “Apparently we’re permitted to have sex.”
    “Oh.” That familiar stirring moved low in my belly.
    “So fucking is in,” he said.
    I gave a look of how convenient for you.  
    “I don’t expect to enjoy your company, Mia.”
    “And I know I’ll find your dominance suffocating,” I said.
    “I’ll have to push you hard in order to push you away.”
    “Looks like you’ve already started.”
    He glared at me. “I’m going to kiss you now.”
    “If you must.”
    He stepped forwards and cupped my face with strong hands. Our lips met and his kiss was possessive. His tongue demanded control, battling my tongue as though the fight had already begun. He forced my surrender.
    Oh God . Merely his kiss weakened my resolve and sent delicious tingles below. Those nips to my lower lip, then a deeper kiss sending me hurtling toward the edge.
    Cameron broke away. “Finley’s a fucking genius.”

 
     
    CHAPTER 7
     
     
    SHAY DIDN’T LIKE the plan.
    Sitting beside Cameron in the back of the Rolls, with Shay sitting opposite, I listened to them arguing and sounding more like old friends than boss and employee.
    “That champagne and note didn’t strike you as a threat?” said Shay.
    “It’s unlike you to be passive aggressive,” said Cameron.
    Shay shook his head. “I’m worried about you.”
    “Lance knows we left the hotel because of it,” said Cameron. “I refuse to let him know his bully tactics are working.”
    “I’m not saying roll over and show your balls. Just maintain a low profile and stay out of the tabloids.”
    “Tabloids?” I said.
    Shay flashed an annoyed glance. “Yes, Mia, as soon as the press discover Cole’s in town they’ll track your every move. It won’t be just Lance Merrill on your tail but the paparazzi too. They’ll do his work for him.”
    “Why would the press be interested in us?” I said.
    Shay held Cameron’s stare. “She does know, right?”
    “I’m fodder for the press, Mia,” said Cameron. “Any family with money are at risk.”
    “Cole’s a well known bachelor in the US,” said Shay. “I thought you knew this?”
    “Cole Tea?” I said, confirming I did, but I’d never seen any article on him before. “I’ve never read anything on you.”
    “When was the last time you read Time Magazine?” asked Shay. “Or Rolling Stone, or Empire?”
    Um…never.
    “She has no idea,” said Shay.
    “Go easy on her,” said Cameron. “Look, I’ve phoned Richard. He’s signed off on this.”
    “Until he sees a photo of you two on the cover of Hello magazine,” said Shay.
    “What did Richard say?” I asked. “Has he talked with Lance?”
    “Richard’s meeting with him today,” said Shay.  
    “Can I talk to Richard?” I said.
    Shay shrugged. “He’s flying in tomorrow night.”
    “And by then both our problems will be solved,” said Cameron dryly.
    “What