His Willing Captive

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A year ago... Ellison “Unbuckle me.” As I sat there on the tiled floor of some unknown motel room, with water cascading over my naked body, observing his command, I realised that how stupid I was to think that everything will be easy with him. But the baser instinct of me was right, because here was the man capable of rendering me speechless and motionless and filled me with so many uncertainties with just two words. “What are you waiting for, princess?” My mouth went dry, I felt a tremor run through my body. His blue gaze, now dark with heat looked down at me, his hand came up and his blunt finger caressed down my cheek. “Should I offer you soft kisses and softer words?” My eyes narrowed at him. He was baiting me, taunting me. f*****g bastard. Even though my hands shook, I gritted my

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