Free Addicted (Addicted Trilogy Book 1) by S. Nelson

her chin, I lifted her head so she
could meet my eyes.
    “I’m fine. A little dizziness. No big deal.” She
looked as if she was going to pass out, her face suddenly very flustered, her
breathing faster than was certainly normal. “Are you done with your inspection
of my apartment now?”
    Taking a step back to give her some room, I
answered her question. Although, I was sure she didn’t like what came out of my
mouth. “I guess so. Everything looks okay, but I’m sending someone by on Monday
to install an alarm system.”
    “What?” she exclaimed, her voice raising an octave.
“I don’t want you to do that. We’re totally fine here; we’re safe.”
    “I won’t take no for an answer, Sara. That’s final.”
I knew I was coming across harsh, but I also knew she wasn’t going to listen to
me if I tried to reason with her. “I don’t want to hear one more word about
it.”
      “Yeah? Well,
I have four words for you, Alek. Get.
The. Hell. Out!” she yelled, emphasizing each word.
    Who would have thought behind her sweet persona lay
a spitfire of a woman? Not me. To look at Sara, a person didn’t always get what
they’d bargained for. Not in a bad way, though.
    Something told me the more I unraveled, the more
intrigued I’d become.
    She tried to appear strong, and no doubt she was,
but she was also vulnerable.
    I saw it.
    There’s a story
hidden behind her eyes.
    A dark story.
    She tried to hide it with smiles and sass, but it
was lurking, struggling to break free given the right, or wrong, circumstance.
    I started toward her as if I was intent on changing
her mind. “Why do you have to be so difficult? Why can’t you do as I ask,
without giving me such a hard time?” Standing directly in front of her, my
chest lightly grazing her breasts, my whole demeanor changed. She was messing
with me, her heavenly scent captivating me and making me a bit dizzy. All I
could think about was the way her lips tasted and how much I wanted to bury
myself inside her. “You feel it, don’t you? This electricity between us?” I
didn’t give her a chance to respond before I grabbed her face and pulled it
upward toward mine.
    “Yes, I feel it. So
what?” She was trying to seem unaffected but was doing a shit job. I could see
it written all over her beautiful face.
    Without further delay, simply because she was
driving me insane, I covered her mouth with my own. Her soft, warm lips were
too inviting and when she gasped, opening her mouth to me, I almost lost it. There
was an urgency to our kiss, like we both wanted to devour the other.
    Her tongue
stroked mine, teasing me as if she couldn’t get enough. Her warmth enveloped me,
drawing me in closer, tempting my sanity with every lick and taste. Ours was a
lovely dance, rapidly becoming something more if I didn’t stop it soon. But I
didn’t want it to end, not yet.
    “You taste so good, just like I remembered,” I
whispered. She groaned, entangling her fingers in my hair, pulling me closer.
    I placed my hands underneath her backside, raising
her up my body. “Wrap your legs around my waist.” I bit her lower lip before
plunging my tongue back inside her mouth. For once, she actually did as she was
told, wrapping her thighs tightly around me, pushing her core against me.
    “Alek,” she panted. “Oh…my…God.”
    I knew I shouldn’t have lost control with her but I
couldn’t help myself. She drew me in and I was powerless to stop it.
    Pushing her against the nearest wall, I pressed my
body closer to hers, if it was even possible at that point.
    Breaking our kiss for the briefest of moments, I
encouraged her to put a stop to it. “If you don’t tell me to stop, Sara, I fear
I’m going to lose all control, throw you down and fuck you so hard, we’ll be
tangled up in each other for days.” I was finding it hard to breathe as my lips
cascaded over her throat, feeling her pulse against my lips.
    When her response was silence, I broke. Pulling her
sweater