Blood Stained Collar BOOK 2 of The Collar Series #Wattys2017 ( BDSM )

CHAPTER 12

Chris Anderson could not believe his ears. What he heard come out of that sweet innocent mouth floored him. He couldn't help his jaw dropping open. He was speechless. Later in his apartment he mulled over what had happened and couldn't help wondering how naïve little Miss Mckinney actually was or wasn't. Now more than ever he was totally captivated by her and knew he had to get to know her better. If violent sex was her game, then he definitely was her Master and he wouldn't stop until she was his submissive little nurse.

He knew he had to play his cards right so she would become putty in his hands and bend to his will. With her working under his watchful eye meant he could control her both day and night. He was aroused and excited at the very thought of having her naked body in his hands to do with as he wished. How long would it take to have her kneel at his feet and pleasure him, only time would tell. His shaft twitched with excitement at the thought of her hot lips moving slowly up and down his length.

The excitement he felt was too much and he eventually had to relieve himself. As his hand glided up and down his shaft he visualised Melanie naked, and it was her hands sliding up and down. Within minutes he exploded his hot liquid onto the floor at his feet.

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It was not so long ago that she remembered locking the door on someone else. She sighed and her heart felt heavier than it had ever felt before.

"Why do you keep clouding my thoughts. Don't you know, can't you see we are no good for each other. I cannot be a submissive weak woman, it's just not who I am. You need to let me go. You haunt my dreams and everything I do and everywhere I go I have memories of doing similar things with you." Tears streamed down her cheeks and she sank down to the floor pulling her knees against her, she buried her head between them and sobbed.

Melanie had no idea how long she had been sitting crying when her phone rang she let out a scream. She couldn't find the energy to move and sat listening to it ring. It was only when it stopped ringing that she noticed how dark it was. How had evening crept up on her so fast without her noticing. She struggled to her feet and walked through to the bathroom and turned on the shower. Stripping off her clothes she stared at herself in the mirror. "It's not you who has to let go, it is me. Cirrus you will always be a part of my life, but I have to let you go now and move on."

In the shower she rubbed herself down vigoursly hoping to scrub away her past and all the parts of Cirrus that still haunted her. She finished off with a cold burst of water, causing her to let out a loud "Aaaaaaa!"

Melanie dried herself roughly till her skin tingled and dragged a comb through her hair tugging at the knots. With every tangle she undid, she chased away memories of Cirrus. Finally dressed in a smart pair of jeans and a white spaghetti strap top with her neat black and white stiletto sandals she picked up her phone and keys. On her way out she hit the speed dial on her phone.

Reece opened his door before she even knocked. He was bowled over by the sight of her. Her hair hung loose around her shoulders and glistened. He had never seen her wearing so much make up or jewellery. Her dangly silver earrings bounced every time she moved her head. Her charm bracelet jingled when she moved. She was hot with a capital 'H' and she had come to see him.

"Well are you going to invite me in or not? Stop gawking, you have seen me in jeans before."

"Well, not jeans that tight and I never expected to see you again after..."

Melanie put her hand over his mouth and looked him in the eyes. "It's water under the bridge and can't be undone."

"So, I'm forgiven?"

"Only if you take me out to a nite-club. I want to dance until my feet ache and then you can carry me home."

"Give me fifteen minutes to shower and change."