Free Legal Action (Surrendering Charlotte Chronicles) by Kimball Lee Page A

discussion.”
                  He was quiet for a long time. Then he said, “If I didn’t know it to be true I wouldn’t believe it. A woman who’s blood runs as hot as yours, who is always wet and ready even though you fought it at the start. Two other men is nothing, you might as well have been a virgin. But still, it makes me sick with jealousy, to think of you with any other man. You were made for me, you’re amazing little pussy tries so hard to make room for me. It’s the most erotic feeling I’ve ever known, being inside you. The way you feel and sound, the exquisite look on your face when you finally take my cock and surrender to it. Making you cum is the most exciting thing I’ve ever done in my life.”
                  He went on, “I don’t care about Jorgen, you were young and in heat, that was obvious. I knew back then you didn’t love him, he was just at the right place at the right time for you. The second man, the one you don’t want to talk about, he makes my blood boil. There was a look on your face when you mentioned him, I think you loved him, maybe you still do. I don’t want that to be true, I’ve never loved anyone besides…” He caught himself and stopped.
                  There was a light knock on the door and he seemed both irritated and relieved.
                  “Yes, come in,” he said.
                  West entered the room, big and fierce looking, but his footsteps were as quiet as a cat’s. His eyes scanned the room quickly. He took in the litter of clothes on the floor, the unmade bed. He saw that Bly had dressed and Charlotte was wrapped in a robe.
                  “Ms. Christiansen, you left your purse downstairs. Your phone’s been ringing,” he handed it to her.
                  “Oh, thank you, West. I… better check my messages. It’s Charlotte, by the way, please.”
                  He nodded and turned to speak with Bly while she looked at her text messages.
                  Damn , she’d forgotten about her plans with Finn and JP for the weekend. They’d both been calling and texting, she thought they’d be away longer. They’d be back in town the next day and expected her to be ready to go to a surfing tournament in Malibu.
                  She walked past Bly and West as they talked, gathered her clothes and found the bathroom. She locked the door and dressed quickly. When she came back into the room West was leaving and Bly looked surprised and even hurt that she was dressed.
                  “Why are you leaving? I thought you’d stay and sleep here, with me.”
                  He pulled her to him, tangled a hand in her hair and forced her head back. His mouth claimed hers, scalding hot and insistent.
                  She pushed against his chest, breathing hard, “I have to go; I have work and plans…”
                  His hand went under her blouse, rolled her tender nipple in his fingers. “Stay,” he whispered, as she gasped and arched against him.
                  Her hand went to his cock as if it had always been hers and his voice was hoarse as he said, “that’s it, baby, it’s yours.”
                  He guided her down on the bed, tearing the buttons from her silk blouse and taking her nipple in his mouth. He sucked hard, grazing it with his teeth and she bucked against him. He moved her hand away from his cock and she whimpered and fought him. He held her hands above her head and moved from one hard, pink nipple to the other. He licked them, sucked hard, nipping the tips with his teeth.
                  She twisted and groaned but he trapped her hips with his legs, his cock hot against her.
                  “I want you… in me… please, please!” She begged him, gasping for breath.
                  He lifted