Sweet Possession (Carson-Fox Resorts #2)

Chapter 12

Cora

I gaped out the window of the penthouse suite of The Liberty Casino& Hotel, taking in the spectacular views of the New York City skyline. By the time we’d landed, it was past midnight, and all the enormous buildings were lit brightly with what looked to be a million twinkling lights, while the Empire State Building towered over all of them.

I couldn’t wait to see what New York looked like in the daylight.

“It’s beautiful,”I whispered, my hands pressed against the huge glasswindows.

“Yeah, it is,”Fox said from behind me, his voice low and gravelly. I didn’t realize he’d beenwatching me, he’d been tipping the concierge for bringing our bags to the room, but as I turned to face him, he was leaning against a wall, watching me in the way he always did.

Like I was the most precious gem on the planet .

Our eyes met across the room, and heat crawled through me as hisgaze roamed down my body. The memory of him touching me on the plane roared to life as I remembered how amazing it felt when he made me come.

I wanted that again.

With the way his eyes darkened, I wondered if he wantedthattoo.

“Shall I show you around, baby girl?”he said, clearing his throat, andsnapping us out of the trance we’d fallen in.

“Sure.”

The suite was huge , but Fox told methatit wasn’t as big as thepenthouse suite at Onyx, promising methatwhen we got back to Vegas, we’d stay the night there so I could seejusthow big itreallywas.

The interior design of the suite was chic, a complete contrast to theoutside of the building which looked like it was centuries old. It looked more like an apartment you could live in rather than a hotel room.

I’d never known a hotel room to have a fully equippedkitchenette, an office, and a huge open-plan living and dining area with floor-to-ceiling windows. A door led out onto a balconythatran the full length of the suite where you could take in the view of Central Park. It also had three bedrooms, each with enormous ensuites and spa baths.

Butthen, it wasn’t like I had any experience with staying in hotels.

“Which room am I sleeping in?”I asked Fox when he’d finishedshowing me around.

Truthfully, I’d wanted to sleep in the same bed as him since the nighthe stayed with me a few weeks ago, Ijusthadn’t had the confidence to ask him. Because he’d never asked me, I assumed he didn’t want me in his bed.

“You can have whichever room you want,”he replied, his eyes fixedon me.

“Okay.”My gaze dropped to the floor so my disappointment wouldn’t show.

He stepped forward, gripping my hips.“But I’d quite like it if you werein the same bed as me, baby girl. I’m not sure I can go another night without you sleeping in my arms.”

A mix of emotions hit me like a tidal wave, almost knocking me off myfeet. I’d never been in love before but somehow I knew undoubtedlythatI was falling in love with Fox. I only hoped it wouldn’t end with my heart being shattered, becausethere would be no way I’d survive the devastation of losing him.

Fox leaned forward and placed a delicate kiss on my lips. Every timehe kissed me, a rush of euphoria zapped through me. It was a feeling I never wanted to be without.

“It’s getting late, baby girl, we should try and get some sleep. Unlessyou need something to eat? I can order you room service.”

I wasn’t sleepy. After Fox had made me come on his fingers, I’dsnuggled in his lap and dozed off for the rest of the flight, content and sated in his arms. But he had a long day ahead of him with the interviews he would be carrying out, and I knew if I told him I wasn’t tired, he’d insist on staying awake with me.

“I wouldn’t mind a shower before bed,”I replied, hopingthatthe warm water would help me get to sleep.

Fox’s grip on my hips tightened, and a devilish smile crossed his lips.“You want some company, baby girl?”

Like being struck by a bolt of lightning, my entire body froze. Theblood in my veins turned to ice as a memory sparked to life. A memory of me, naked and terrified, while Dwayne watched as I showered.

In the deepest recess of my mind, his voice began to echo, telling me all the horrific things my new owner was going to do to me as his leering gaze gawked at my body while he masturbated .

Nausea began to churn in my belly, the room around me going out offocus as I was thrown back intothattiny shower cell, scared out of my mind for my life. A tremble started in the tips of my fingers, working its way through me until my entire body was shaking with fear and my knees threatened to collapse.

“Hey, baby girl, where did you go?”Fox’s soothing tone echoed fromsomewhere around me. I wanted to scream. Beg him to help me, but an iron chain had wrapped itself around my throat, preventing me from releasing the anguish building. His warm hand gently cupped my cheek, breaching the thick bubble of panicthathad encased me.“Cora, talk to me. Whatjusthappened?”

Tears welled in my eyes, and my hand flew to my throat as the needto rip the invisible chain away from me became too much.

“Dwayne…he…I can’t breathe,”I managed to choke out, the wordsburning as I gripped my throat.

Fox grabbed my hand, pulling it away from where I tried to break thechain, and placing it against his chest. His big palm covered the back of my hand as he held it where his heart was beating, and he placed his other hand on my chest, reassuring methathe was there.

He was there, and he wasn’t going to leave me to fight my demonson my own.

“Breathe with me, baby girl,”he said calmly, despite the worryreflecting in his eyes.“Feel the way my chest moves as we breathe in and out together. Knowthatyou’re here with me and you’re safe. I won’t let anyone hurt you, Cora.”

In.

Out.

In.

Out .

I concentrated on the steady rhythm of his chest rising and falling,allowing my breathing to fall into the same pattern. Slowly, the room began to come back into focus, along with the face of the man who was watching me with worry in his copper eyes.

“There you are,”Fox said tenderly after a few minutes of us breathingtogether passed by.“You had me worried, baby girl.”

“I’m sorry,”I whispered as the panic began to ebb away.

“You have nothing to be sorry for, Cora,”Fox replied, dropping thehand pressed against my chest to cup my cheek again.“You want to tell me what happened?”

I swallowed, a thousand knife blades slicing my throat as I tried tofind the words while the image of Dwayne’s face danced in my head. But with Fox’s warm hand pressed against my cheek, reminding me he was there, I pushed it away.

“When I…when I was inthatplace, Dwayne, he made me strip offand shower in front of him, and he…”I took a breath and forced the rest of the words out.“He masturbated while watching me.”

“Motherfucker,”Fox hissed, his voice low and dangerous. He tuggedme into his arms, wrapping them around me and holding me to his solid chest as he stroked a soothing hand down my hair.“Fuck, baby girl. If I’d known he’d donethat, I would have castrated the cunt before I ended his life.”

I pulled back to look up at him, finding a muscle in his jaw ticking andhis eyes filled with rage. Not aimed at me though, it was as if he was stuck in his own memory, reliving the moment he killed Dwayne.

“How did he die?”I blurted, suddenly feeling the need to know howDwayne met his fate.

Fox didn’t answer right away. I wasn’t sure if he was giving himself aminute to calm the anger brewing in him, or if he was giving me a second to take back my question. Either way, I held his gaze, waiting for my answer.

“I put a bullet in his head,”he said, his tone void of anyemotion.“And you know what his final words were?”

I shook my head, curious as to what a man like Dwayne would say inthe last few seconds of his life. Did he confess his sins and beg to whatever god was listening to forgive him? Or did he brag about what he’d done and all the hurt he caused?

“He cried. He pissed his pants and cried for his mom.”

I blinked up at Fox, allowing myself to picture Dwayne. Only he wasno longer my tormentor, the man who had once terrified me beyond belief. Instead, he was a feeble, scared, little boy, rocking in a corner as he cried for his mom.

I didn’t feel an ounce of sympathy for him.

“I’m glad he’s dead,”I said after a beat of silence passed between us.“He can’t hurt anyone else now. Ijustwish the thought of him didn’t make me feel like I’m back inthatshower.”

Now the panic attack was fading, disappointment was creeping in.Every time I’d showered in the last few weeks, I’d imagined Fox under the water with me, washing my body, his hand running over my breasts and between my legs.

And yet, when the opportunity for my fantasy to become a realityarose, I’d let the memory of Dwayne ruin it.

“You know, someone once told methatthe best way to deal with amemorythathaunts you is to take away its power,”Fox said, his head tilting to one side.“They said to facethatmemory head on and reclaim it. Change it into somethingthatmakes you feel the opposite of what it used to make you feel.”

“What do you mean?”I asked, my brows furrowing in confusion. NotthatI wanted to ever see Dwayne again, butevenif I wanted to face him, he was dead.

Fox was silent for a few seconds, lost in his thoughts.“Do you trustme, Cora?”he said, surprising me with the sudden question.

I didn’t need to think about the answer.“Yes.”

His body deflated as a relieved smile crossed his face before he tookmy hand and guided me to the bigger of the three bedrooms. My curiosity grew when Fox led me into the ensuite, and as we neared the shower, he dropped my hand so he could reach into the enormous cubicle and turn the water on.

By now, my heart was galloping as fast as a racehorse, partly in fearas memories tried to burst free again, partly in excitement for what might be about to happen.

Fox crouched down and started undoing the laces in my sneakersbefore pulling each one off, followed by my socks. Once he’d removed them, he took his own shoes and socks off and stood, smiling at the question written on my face.

I thought he was going to untie the knot holding my sweatpants upand remove them, but instead, he took my hand again and pulled us both into the shower and under the powerful flow of hot water.

Within seconds, our clothes were soaked through as steam engulfedus.

“What are you doing?”I asked, unable to stop a giggle bursting freeat how stupid we must have looked.

Fox maneuvered us so his broad frame blocked the spray of waterfrom hitting me in the face.“Making new memories.”

He lowered his mouth to mine, and when his tongue pressed againstmy lips, I opened my mouth, and our tongues delicately stroked against each other.

The fearthathad threatened to take hold floated away, replaced withanother feeling. One I was growing accustomed to whenever I was near Fox.

Want .

“Remember, baby girl, you’re in control. If this gets too much at anypoint, you only have to say.”

Gratitude rushed through me at his reassurance.“I promise, Daddy.”

He nodded once before slowly, ever so slowly, he lifted the hem of myshirt up and over my head and threw it on the tiled floor. Our breaths quickened as Fox removed his shirt, and my mouth dried up as my gaze raked over his body.

I’d seen him without a shirt on before, but I’d forgotten how stunninghe was. Defined pecs, chiseled abs, and sun-kissed smooth skin. I wanted to reach out and run my finger over every inch of him, but I held back, nerves getting the better of me.

My eyes paused their roaming when they landed on the tattooetched into Fox’s skin, right where his heart was. I’d forgotten all about it, but now we were only inches apart, I could make out what it said. A name.

Jessie.

“Who’s Jessie?”I asked softly, trying to ignore the hint of jealousythatsparked under my skin.

Whoever she was meant enough to Fox for him to brand himself withher name.

Fox’s lips pulled up on one side into a small smile as he ran a fingerover the tattoo.“My sister.”

Oh.

I didn’t know he had a sister. Come to think about it, I didn’t knowanything about his family. Whenever they’d come up in conversation, he’d always steered away from the topic.

“She died when she was four, and I was ten,”Fox said, answeringmy unspoken question. The sorrow in his voice was unmissable.

“Oh gosh. I’m so sorry,”I said, feeling brave enough to reach out andrun a finger over the tattoo.

Fox shuddered under my touch, and he briefly squeezed his eyesclosed. When he opened them again, they were like an inferno, blazing with desire.

“I’ll tell you about her one day, baby girl. But right now, this is aboutyou and me making new memories, and I don’t want anything to taintthat.”

He ran his hands up my spine sending a delicious tingle through me,but when he reached my bra clasp, he stilled his movements.“This okay?”

I nodded, unable to form the words as insecurities kicked me in thegut. No one had seen my breasts before.

Apart from Dwayne.

“Cora,”Fox said, his tone stern but soft.“Keep your eyes on me. It’sjustyou and me in here. No one else, only us.”

Determined to not let Dwayne ruin another minute of my life, I suckedin a shaky breath.“Take it off, Daddy.”

He tentatively lowered the straps down my arms and threw the bra onto thegrowing pile of our clothes. As his eyes narrowed on my nipples, his tongue darted out to wet his lips.

“You’re so fucking beautiful, baby girl,”he said, his voice strainedas if it was taking all of his strength to not devour me whole.

And how I wanted that.

There wasn’t the slightest part of methatwanted to hide from Fox.Rightthen, I wanted him to see every single part of me. Embracing the wave of confidence rolling through me, I didn’t tear my gaze away from his as I started undoing the knot in my waistband.

Fox swallowed as I shimmied out of the soaking-wet sweatpants andthrew them down, leaving me standing in only a pair of white cotton panties.

Pantiesthatwere see-through thanks to the shower .

He took a step forward, my taut nipples brushing against hischest.“Baby girl. I told you the next time I made you come, it’d be with my mouth on your pussy. Are you okay withthat?”

My mouth opened and closed several times like a fish gasping for air,and all I was capable of doing was nodding my head.

“Words, Cora. I need to hear you say the words,”he scolded playfully.

“I’m okay withthat, Daddy,”I said, almost breathless with anticipation.

A devious smile crossed Fox’s mouth.“Lean back against the wall.”

I did as he instructed, taking a step back until my bare back brushedagainst the marble walls as Fox’s intense stare burned into me. Slowly, he knelt to the floor, and when he was at eye level with my core, he reached out and slid my panties down my legs.

Butterflies flapped wildly in my belly as Fox slid a hand from my thighand down the length of my leg, leaving goosebumps in its wake. When he reached my ankle, he grasped it and lifted my foot off the ground to drape it over his shoulder, exposing my center to him.

He didn’t give me a second to prepare before he buried his facebetween my legs, his tongue darting out to swipe up my slit.

“Oh god!”I gasped when he flicked his tongue several times againstmy clit, sending a bolt of pleasure through me.

“Fuck, Cora, you taste goddamn incredible,”Fox said, his wordsmuffled from where his face was still buried between my legs. He flicked his tongue again making my head fall back in ecstasy, and another groan left me.“Doesthatfeel good, baby girl?”

“So good, Daddy,”I panted as every muscle in me clenched whenFox wrapped his lips around my clit and sucked.

I reached out and placed my hands on his broad shoulders to steadymyself, terrified the leg holding me up would buckle from the pleasure building deep inside .

Fox gripped the back of my legs to hold me in place as he alternatedbetween flicking my clit with his tongue and sucking it between his lips. Pressure built in my core, pushing me closer and closer to a climax I knew would be more intense than any I had given myself.

“Daddy, I can’t take much more,”I breathed out as my whole bodybegan to shake.

“You’re doing so well, Cora, letting me devour this delicious pussy.Justhold on a little bit longer, and I’ll let you come. Can you dothatfor me?”

A wave of pride rushed through me. I didn’t understand it, butwhenever Fox praised me for doing something good, it did something to me.

Something I liked an awful lot.

“Yes, Daddy,”I replied, moving a hand to grip his hair.

He continued to lash his tongue against me, and my body began toache from how desperately I was trying to stop my orgasm from detonating.

But when Fox sucked my clit into his mouth again, I couldn’t take anymore.“Please, Daddy. Please let me come,”I begged, needing to feel the sweet relief of my climax.

“Okay, baby girl. You’ve done so fucking well. Come for me.”

With another flick of his tongue, my orgasm hit me with the force of aten-ton truck. My leg gave way, but Fox caught me, preventing me from hitting the floor. He held me in his arms as wave after wave of pleasure crashed through me.

For a solid minute, my mind was blank.

Peaceful.

When my head was finally clear, Fox helped me to stand beforegiving me a sensual kiss, allowing me to taste myself on his tongue. I wasn’t sure if I should have been disgusted at how his tongue wascoated in my release, but it had the complete opposite effect .

It made me want him more.

“I never knew it could be likethat,”I whispered when we broke apart.

Fox gazed down at me with adoration glinting in his eyes.“Thatwasjustthe beginning, baby girl. We’ve got lots of new memories to make.”

I grinned up at him, a new thrill of excitement coursing through me atthe prospect of what was to come.