Free Pleasing Him: The Complete Series (An Alpha Billionaire Romance) by Amanda Scott

something bad inside of her, the same thing that got triggered back at Baldpate’s creative writing department when he’d had his way with her there.
    He held her face in his hand for a moment or two longer, staring into her eyes for what seemed like far too long for her to handle. Then he released her and stepped back. “Okay then.”
    Her eyes grew wide as she watched him move away from her.
    He stopped, and then pressed his lips together in a hard, straight line.
    This wasn’t what I wanted either , she thought. Yes he had a temper. Yes he was dangerous. And yes he had no business doing anything with her but using her until he was good and ready to throw her away forever. But she didn’t care. She should’ve cared, but she didn’t.
    He held his own hands out wide. “Is this what you want? Us, apart?”
    Her eyes twitched slightly, and she prayed he hadn’t noticed. She was speechless, but that was more than enough of an answer for Colton. “Take it off,” he ordered.
    This seriously cannot be happening , she thought.
    “T… Take what off?” she bumbled.
    His eyes narrowed as he took a step towards her. Then he quickly pulled his own shirt off his body. She couldn’t stop herself from staring… his chiseled chest, the sides of his abs that looked like rich, muscular handles for her to grab onto. “Do it now, Taylor Ward.”
    She paused for a split second, and then she knew exactly what she had to do.
    Maybe it wasn’t the ideal choice, but she no longer felt like she had a say in the matter, at least not according to her clenching, wet crotch.
    And here she was again, finding herself wanting to please this man regardless of what was right or wrong. Screw right or wrong , she told herself.
    A small, tiny voice tried one last time to reach out to her. You’re making a huge, huge mistake .
    And screw you too , she told the voice.
    She peeled the sleepwear up and off her arms. She was totally, unbearably , naked.
    She moaned out loud as he squeezed one of her breasts hard, pinching her stiff nipple with his fingers tips as he flashed a sinful grin.
    Taylor thought about using the ceramic bowl in his hands as a weapon to fight back against the billionaire. But instead she stood completely still, statue-like, as the billionaire took out another strawberry from the bowl. He dangled the piece of fruit above his mouth, then lunged forward with his mouth like a shark leaping out of the water to catch its dinner, taking a massive hunk out of the bottom of the berry. “Now you try,” he said, holding the half-eaten berry above her quivering lips.
    She jutted her mouth forward, catching the edge of the fruit with her teeth.
    “Bite down on it,” he rasped.
    And she did, causing the berry’s juice to ooze down her chin and neck. He ran his finger through the juice on her skin, and then traced his wet finger down her stomach until he reached her moist sweet spot.
    No, please no , she prayed. She vowed never to lose control with a man she didn’t fully trust again.
    But it was too late. She was already naked. He’d already fucked her before. What made her think he would possibly stop now?
    Her eyes rolled back in their sockets as his finger slipped easily inside of her wet folds.
    “Oh shit,” she moaned.
    He rasped in her ear, “Oh shit is right.” Then he pushed his finger into her body even deeper. The billionaire explored every inch of her wetness with his perfectly choreographed fingers. She wanted to scream. She wanted to beg. But she didn’t. That wasn’t her style.
    Not yet at least.
    He reached for another strawberry, biting the tip off with his perfect teeth. Colton then traced a circle around her belly button with the bleeding berry, and he watched as the juice ran across her flesh and towards her shaved opening. He stepped back and glanced over stomach and crotch as if he was admiring the most amazing work of art anyone had ever seen before.
    Then he stepped towards her and grabbed onto both of