case at all. It had taken an awful lot of cursing and some heavy-duty patience, but she’d managed to use the nearby five-foot-tall lampstand to drag the suitcase within reach so she’d been able to retrieve her medication and throw a cozy robe over her chilling body. She couldn’t stop the tremor of lust from gripping her as she heard the door push open and watched Colter stroll inside holding a couple of large paper bags. She noticed he’d changed into a fresh suit while he’d been gone. It looked similar to the one he’d worn yesterday and she stifled a giggle imagining hearing a sharp rip shredding through the back of this suit jacket just as it had happened yesterday.
“Time to build your energy, Starry Eyes,” he chuckled as he plopped himself down on the mattress, whipped off his jacket and started taking metal containers from the bags.
The intoxicating smells of pancakes, eggs and bacon mixed with Colter’s sensual scent wrapped all around her and made her stomach rumble wickedly. At the sound he looked up and caught her gaze. The lusty glaze flooding his eyes made her shiver as tiny carnal sensations rippled through her pussy.
“Come, join me,” he patted the mattress beside him. “Or you could just come…”
My God! The man had a way with words.
“I won’t be coming at your hands any longer. You will release me from this collar. I’m through playing your games.” And now that she had the medicine soaring through her system, she’d be able to resist his sexual touches.
“Ah, so you admit you were playing along.”
The aroma of coffee tantalized her nostrils.
“As if I had a choice.”
“At the way your pussy was drenched when I touched you during yesterday’s figging, it tells me you enjoyed your punishment.”
“Punishment for what?” she snapped, anger sizzling through her again.
“I don’t like to talk on an empty belly. Eat.”
He began sifting through the bags again, bringing out more tin-covered plates. Damn him! And damn her for giving in so easily. But she was awfully hungry and the food smelled so good.
60
Colter’s Revenge
Sighing in frustration, she plopped onto the mattress beside him.
“How’d you get that suitcase over here?” he asked as he placed a couple of warm tin-covered plates onto the bed beside her thigh.
“What is the problem? Did you think I was too…tied up to be able to get to it?”
“I’d better keep a closer eye on you, Starry Eyes. You seem a little sneaky.”
“Me? Sneaky? You’re the one who snuck into my room and forced me to be naked in front of you and…”
She stopped. He was frowning now. His hot gaze raking over the pretty pink robe hiding her body from his view. She thought he’d say something about covering herself from him, especially after he’d warned her not to ever hide herself from him last night.
“I didn’t realize you were naked until I removed the sheets,” he said softly. Was that an apology in his voice? Or guilt?
“Have a go at the pancakes. They smell great.” He placed the warm tin on her lap, the warmth searing into her thighs and pussy. “Here, use lots of this.” He handed her a canister containing blueberry syrup.
Her favorite.
Coincidence? Or did he remember the blueberry lovemaking session they’d had one morning on their last weekend together in Iraq?
“Coffee tastes absolutely shitty.”
Ashley couldn’t help but smile. He’d said the same thing about her coffee too when she’d made it for him every morning when he’d been at the general’s mansion. She forced herself to pour the blueberry syrup onto the pancakes and keep her mind off memory lane.
“Any word on when Cheri is throwing her demonstration?” she asked as she dug into the fluffy pancakes with full gusto now that the delicious aroma was sifting deep into her lungs, making mouth water.
“We’ve got some alone time together before she gets back.”
Her heart twisted painfully at the eerie déjà vu words she
“Time to build your energy, Starry Eyes,” he chuckled as he plopped himself down on the mattress, whipped off his jacket and started taking metal containers from the bags.
The intoxicating smells of pancakes, eggs and bacon mixed with Colter’s sensual scent wrapped all around her and made her stomach rumble wickedly. At the sound he looked up and caught her gaze. The lusty glaze flooding his eyes made her shiver as tiny carnal sensations rippled through her pussy.
“Come, join me,” he patted the mattress beside him. “Or you could just come…”
My God! The man had a way with words.
“I won’t be coming at your hands any longer. You will release me from this collar. I’m through playing your games.” And now that she had the medicine soaring through her system, she’d be able to resist his sexual touches.
“Ah, so you admit you were playing along.”
The aroma of coffee tantalized her nostrils.
“As if I had a choice.”
“At the way your pussy was drenched when I touched you during yesterday’s figging, it tells me you enjoyed your punishment.”
“Punishment for what?” she snapped, anger sizzling through her again.
“I don’t like to talk on an empty belly. Eat.”
He began sifting through the bags again, bringing out more tin-covered plates. Damn him! And damn her for giving in so easily. But she was awfully hungry and the food smelled so good.
60
Colter’s Revenge
Sighing in frustration, she plopped onto the mattress beside him.
“How’d you get that suitcase over here?” he asked as he placed a couple of warm tin-covered plates onto the bed beside her thigh.
“What is the problem? Did you think I was too…tied up to be able to get to it?”
“I’d better keep a closer eye on you, Starry Eyes. You seem a little sneaky.”
“Me? Sneaky? You’re the one who snuck into my room and forced me to be naked in front of you and…”
She stopped. He was frowning now. His hot gaze raking over the pretty pink robe hiding her body from his view. She thought he’d say something about covering herself from him, especially after he’d warned her not to ever hide herself from him last night.
“I didn’t realize you were naked until I removed the sheets,” he said softly. Was that an apology in his voice? Or guilt?
“Have a go at the pancakes. They smell great.” He placed the warm tin on her lap, the warmth searing into her thighs and pussy. “Here, use lots of this.” He handed her a canister containing blueberry syrup.
Her favorite.
Coincidence? Or did he remember the blueberry lovemaking session they’d had one morning on their last weekend together in Iraq?
“Coffee tastes absolutely shitty.”
Ashley couldn’t help but smile. He’d said the same thing about her coffee too when she’d made it for him every morning when he’d been at the general’s mansion. She forced herself to pour the blueberry syrup onto the pancakes and keep her mind off memory lane.
“Any word on when Cheri is throwing her demonstration?” she asked as she dug into the fluffy pancakes with full gusto now that the delicious aroma was sifting deep into her lungs, making mouth water.
“We’ve got some alone time together before she gets back.”
Her heart twisted painfully at the eerie déjà vu words she
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