Concede (The Diamond Empire Book 1) Kathy Coopmans (good beach reads .TXT) 📖

admit to myself he’s already under my skin. He has been since the day we met. Somehow, I have to wedge him out before he goes further.

“I’d rather you bury me next to my sister before I let you touch me again. You better not have touched me last night, or I’ll shoot you where you stand.” I won’t because I don’t own a gun. I’ve never shot one in my life, but something is stewing in the pit of my stomach telling me that’s going to change.

He exhales with a hiss, and the next thing I know, the coffee cup is sailing through the air. The glass smashes to smithereens against the wall. The last dregs of his coffee dripping down onto the carpet.

I’m getting to him. A smile stretches my mouth now, and I leave it there. Big and wide, not bothering to tell him I know he’d never touch me or any other woman without permission.

“It wasn’t that long ago since you rode out three orgasms on my face, Victoria. Then I flipped you on all fours and pounded you into oblivion. You’d feel me for days if we fucked, and you know it. I bet the minute you got out of bed after I left your place, you couldn’t walk straight.” He pauses, giving me enough time to think about when he pounded into me until he came on a growl, then spun me on all fours, spanked my ass, and fucked me again. The man is a machine when it comes to fucking.

I’ve never forgotten, and I never will. Just thinking about what we did in those hours turns me on.

Seth might fuck raw and hard and take control, but he worshipped every inch of me.

I loved it.

“I might have done some bad things in my life; taking advantage of a woman under the influence isn’t one of them. Drop the sheet. That’s an order.”

An order? I won’t be taking one from him.

“Fuck you. Fuck you more for breaking my coffee mug. And fuck you the hardest for thinking you can tell me what to do. I’m going to tell you what you’re going to do. You’re going to stay the hell out of my life,” I respond furiously.

“Although I appreciate the invitation to crawl between your legs, at least for today, I’ll be taking a raincheck. I’ll gladly push you to your knees, though, and punish your mouth if you don’t quit swearing.”

I should shut my mouth. I should get up, get dressed, and leave him standing right where he is, but I’ve never backed down from Seth, and I won’t start now.

He doesn’t frighten me. But damn, does he ever turn me on.

“I’m sorry if your ego took a hard kick to the teeth. Is that why you’re here? Someone finally did a one and done on you, and you can’t take it? Give it up already. You don’t know me well enough to keep bossing me around.”

Oh, but he does. That’s the problem.

“On the contrary, I know who you are. On the outside, you are the most beautiful thing I’ve ever seen. But on the inside, you are falling apart from sorrow, grief, and fear. You are afraid to let me in. Afraid I brought something out in you that you’ve denied for years. You are afraid to let go, follow your heart, and let me cherish it. You’ve trapped it in. Smothering the beautiful thing to death. You are afraid you’ve built up feelings for me throughout the years—the same as I have for you. You are afraid to live, Victoria. How’s that for not knowing you?”

My eyes flare. It’s like Seth just took an arrow laced with the truth and shot it directly into my chest.

Seth might have struck me with truth, but he doesn’t know my fears. I’ve lived with them for most of my life. I’ve spun them so tightly around me that a man like him would run far away if I told him.

I never even told Mom, Danika, or Sienna.

I need him to get out of here so I can think. To remember who I am. Not the woman my heart and mind want me to be.

Confusion. I’m a clutter of it—a mess of a woman.

“I let you use me for a day, allowed you to treat me like one of your whores. I won’t be that woman again. I wish I would have never slept with a man like you. It was the biggest mistake of my life, and I regret it. I regret it so much that I’d let a man who has done the things you have touch me. You will never make choices for me, do you understand?”

I don’t hear the sound of his footsteps. The attack happens way too fast as he jerks off the towel, storms toward me, and yanks the sheet from my body. His big hands go under my arms, sparks flying everywhere, as he tugs and positions me on my knees until I’m face to face with his hard length.

Wetness gathers between my legs. He smiles down at me like he knows. Then again, I’ve no doubt he does.

Planting a hand next to my hips. Seth trails a finger down my stomach until his hand cups my sex, and a long finger brushes over my pussy, through my slit, and plunges inside.

Leaning closer, he nuzzles his face into my hair, inhaling deeply. “I might have fucked plenty of women. Not one of them meant a thing, until you. You’re soaking wet, angel. So damn beautiful, so damn hot.”

I draw in a breath when my legs spread on their own to give him enough room to thrust in and out of me. My face heats when he stares down at what he’s doing.

I don’t bother trying to fight the ecstasy, the sheer bliss, that builds as he moves faster. I want it. I need it.

My desperate pleading pants rise in the air.

Wild and frenzy.

“Until you,” he says again.