TRAPPED: BREAKING FREE - BOOK 1

by C S COURT

  Hunter raises one eyebrow at me, telling me without words that what I have just said isn’t going to happen.

  I sigh in frustration, immediately realising that a man like Hunter will never let something he wants to simply walk away.

  I just hope he doesn’t take the only part of me Dan could never have, the one part he could never control. My heart.

  “Connie that wanker did a huge number on you. But beneath the fragile, frightened little girl is the most amazing, selfless, lively and beautiful woman I have ever had the pleasure to come across, that is the reason I am not letting you go, that is the main reason I will fight to have you in my life. You are a fighter, a survivor, no matter how down you felt you were, you continued to fight every day for the last ten years and didn’t give up! You can try to keep running, or convince yourself that I am going to take off and leave you to pick up the pieces alone, but I’m not. I want to know you, inside and out, down to any imperfections and flaws you think you have. If you run from me now, you have let Dan win, and I’ll be damned if the one thing that has brought sunshine to my dull, boring life is going to get spooked and give in to her ex’s brainwashing.”

  My heart is thudding in my chest, threatening to smash through my rib cage.

  The butterflies are going full force in my stomach and I feel giddy from his words. He wants me, as in truly wants me.

  He sees through the waif of a girl I have become and sees the me beneath it all. The me who wouldn’t stand for any of the crap before Dan came in to my life, the me who would give as good as she got and was in some way wild.

  I want to be that girl again, to have fun and not live in fear.

  For the first time in ten years I am going to do it, I am going to put all that energy I forced in to waking up every day, in to getting out there and living, with or without Hunter.

  You only get one life, and this one is going to be the best I can make it.

  Fuck Dan and his control, fuck the fear that coils in my gut like a snake, and fuck everyone who tries to bring me back down.

  I have been down for far too long, it’s time I came back up, in true Connie style, I’m coming back swinging! Anyone who tries to get in my way will get hit!

  I jump, wrapping my legs around Hunter’s waist and moving my mouth to his ear, nibbling the lobe.

  He shudders, holding me up by my arse cheeks. “I want to have some fun, what do you say to showing me how to feel alive again?” I ask him, grinding my core against his erection, the feeling of his hardness against my clit sending delicious tingles soaring through my body, the slow burning in my stomach becoming a roaring furnace the harder I press.

  I want this, I want him buried so far inside of me I see stars.

  One of Hunter’s fingers slowly make their way to the edge of my shorts, his finger’s curling inside, touching my knicker line so gently I squeeze my inner muscles to stop myself from begging him for more. “We should take this somewhere less public, somewhere I can have you all to myself without the risk of prying eyes.”

  I couldn’t care less where he takes me, as long as he does it soon.

  I unpeel myself from his drool worthy body, feeling wobbly but unwilling to allow him to see the effect he has on me.

  Deciding to play the seductress and tease this man to the point of snapping, I turn away from him, swaying my hips as I walk.

  I pause, looking over my shoulder at him and catching his eyes glued to my behind, “You coming big boy?” I call out, throwing a wicked grin at his erection and watching his eyes snap to mine.

  I don’t wait for his reply before I swing my way to the gate and await him to unlock it. “Oh baby, we’ll both be coming soon enough.” The way he whispers in to my ear, sends wild crazy images rushing through my mind.

  We stumble our way out of the elevator, tongues duelling for domination, hands frantically grasping at body parts and legs rushing In the direction of what I can only assume is his bedroom.

  I am so desperate to feel him inside of me, to have my inner muscles tightening around his hard cock.

  We can’t move fast enough, both eager to dominate the other and take control.

  I have no clue as to what I am doing, Dan always chose to have me lying flat on my back whilst he pumped mindlessly in and out of me until he came, promptly rolling over and falling asleep. This feels different though, this I want.

  I need to feel myself falling apart in his arms, and writhing in ecstasy.

  We pass through the gym, down the hallway and past several doors and what I remember as being the bathroom, before he throws open the last door to the left.

  The room is bare, except for a thick, brown carpet, an open door that seems to be a walk in wardrobe and a huge four poster walnut wood bed in the centre of the room.

  The bedding is simple. Cream duvet covers and matching pillow cases, simple but efficient, nothing overly flashy.

  Hunter picks me up and throws me on the bed.

  I fall in a way that is anything but elegant and push myself up with my arms behind my back, lifting my head and flicking my head to move the hair from my eyes so as to take him in from head to toe.

  I let my legs drop open, inviting him to seat himself between them.

  Hunter doesn’t hesitate, his eyes are smoldering as he crawls his up the bed and places his groin to mine before leaning down and taking my mouth.

  I lose myself in the kiss, lowering my hand to grip the bottom of his shirt and lift it over his head. We pull apart for a brief second for him to remove it, toss it over his shoulder and drop his face back to mine.

  I feel fingers at the button to my shorts, popping them open and slowly moving them down my legs.

  I feel shy all of a sudden, not quite liking the idea of him seeing me naked in the light of day.

  I’m not exactly a spring chicken anymore, two children will do that to you.

  Hunter must pick up on my sudden tenseness for he lifts his head, holding me gaze as his fingers immediately find my clit over my lace underwear.

  Thank god for Lottie and her slutty ways, without her I’d have the most granny looking underwear going now.

  I throw my head back, my neck exposed for his lips.

  He wastes no time, gently kissing and sucking the skin below my ear.

  I shudder, the burning in my lower tummy becoming more intense as he continues to circle my nub. I raise my hips, needing more.

  More pressure, more speed.

  He continues to tease me, my body literally on the edge but not quite able to fall with the soft, slow touch he is teasing me with.

  I gasp as he moves the knickers to the side, exposing me to cool air of the room. His fingers once again find my clit, this time circling faster, whilst his other hand finds my entrance.

  He thrusts two fingers deep inside of me, making me cry out.

  The feeling is exquisite. My inner muscles tighten around them as he pumps in and out of me, curling them in a come hither motion.

  My legs begin to tense, my breathing erratic and loud, my body burning up, tingles working their way from my head to my toes.

  Hunter picks up the speed, thrusting his fingers faster and faster, his lips at my pulse point in my neck becoming harsher and his other fingers at my clit circling harder, matching the rhythm to the ones inside of me.

  I start to beg him to stop, my heart beating so hard it threatens to break free, but Hunter lower his head, removing his fingers from my clit just long enough lift my top and pull my bra cups down so my breast are pushed up above them.

  As his finger’s find my clit again his mouth lowers, nipping each nipple in turn before soothing them with soft slow licks.

  “More, more.” I cry out.

  I am right there, just a little more and I’ll be soaring.

  Hunter bites down on my right nipple and I’m there.

  I’m screaming his name and thrashing my head from side to side. I’ve just splintered in to a million pieces.

  His hands begin
to slow, his mouth finds mine and slowly kisses me, putting me back together again. He removes his fingers from within me and looks deeply in to my eyes, placing his fingers in to his mouth and sucking.

  His eyes close as he seems to savour the taste of my orgasm.

  My cheeks flood with heat, I cannot believe he just did that. That is so fucking hot!

  “You are so beautiful, watching you come apart beneath my body is the biggest turn on. I’m so fucking hard for you right now.” And I’m ready to go again.

  Lowering my hand to the waist of his jeans, I slide my fingers down, my eyes bulging at the sheer size of his erection. Holy fuck.

  That will never fit inside of me, it’s enormous.

  Hunter laughs, picking up on my terror at the thought of being ripped apart down the middle from his monster of a cock. “Baby, you stretch. I’m not going to lie, it will be a shock to the system, but I know how to make you feel good and how to give you the maximum pleasure possible. I promise you will be begging for more when I bend you over and fuck that tight pussy of yours. . . Don’t worry that pretty little head so much, I am not taking you today, you’re not ready for that kind of commitment yet. When I fuck you, you will belong to me and only me.” And my rising panic has just disintegrated and turned in to disappointment.

  I want him, I want to feel him fill me, I want to be his and only his, I’m ready.

  “Don’t look at me like that, there is no way you are ready for what I want. Let me wine you, dine you and spoil you, and when you are ready, when you are mine and only mine, I will take you and show how truly amazing I can make you feel.”

  I pout, although I know he is right, I also want to feel him buried deep within me.

  It’s selfish I know.

  Dan still looms over me like a dark cloud, and the only way to be able to give him all of myself is to heal and move on.

  There was me thinking I’d never be able to live in a world without dan, to be scared to move on, butI’m not, I want Hunter and I want to be able to give him all of me as he deserves. This man deserves more than just a small part.

  “Okay,” I nod, holding his gaze, showing him I understand why he is doing this and that I will give him what he wants. “I can do that. I want you Hunter, but I want you completely as well so I totally understand where you are coming from. But I cannot leave you with a huge erection bursting from your jeans, let me make it better, allow me to give you pleasure too.” I rub my fingers up and down his shaft, not giving him the chance to respond, hoping to take the edge off the tension within his pants.

  If possible he cock grows even bigger beneath my fingers. I curl my hand around his hardness, whilst my other hand opens and partly slides his jeans down his thighs.

  Hunter’s head falls forward on a sigh, resting against his chest.

  I cannot take my eyes off of him, his sun kissed skin, muscular torso and rugged good looks.

  I continue pumping away, my fingers unable to meet at the vast circumference of this beast of a cock.

  He is magnificent, his abs rippling as I pick up speed with my hand, his hands gripping the outside of his thighs and squeezing as his breathing becomes laboured.

  He’s so close, his thighs tense as I place my other hand at his balls and slowly roll them in my hand.

  I lower and slide my way down under his body as I continue to pump him, my mouth level with his cock. I lick the drop of precum that has seeped out, humming in the back of my throat from the taste of this man.

  “Connie.. stop.. I’m so close and unless you want me to come in your mouth then you need to move .. now!” He says, gasping his way through the words.

  No, I don’t want to stop, I want to feel him lose control in my mouth, I want to taste his essence and give him the maximum amount of pleasure I can.

  Not having much experience with giving blow jobs, I do as my romance books have taught me to do, and I continue to move my hand up and down his shaft, whilst licking the top of his cock, before working it in and out of my mouth, sheathing my teeth and suctioning my mouth.

  I literally get two sucks of his cock in, before his hands grip my hair and he starts thrusting it in and out. I heave a few times as the tip of his cock touches the back of my throat, but I don’t stop him, I continue sucking as he goes, feeling his balls draw close to his body before he whispers my name and cums in my mouth.

  It’s salty and warm, the thickness of it sits heavily in my mouth.

  I struggle to swallow, but don’t mutter a protest as it makes it’s way down my throat.

  I lie back down, watching as he makes his way down from the high of his orgasm.

  I start to feel insecure, wondering why he took over if I was any good. The inexperience must have been what caused him to take control.

  “I’m sorry, I’ve never taken a man in my mouth before and I just kind of went with the flow. I don’t know what it is about you, I just lose control and all inhibitions fly out of the window.” I tell him on a whisper, looking down at my body as I fix my bra and knickers, feeling the need to explain my inexperience but being too shy to face him properly and do it.

  Hunter’s hand grasps my chin, gently lifting my face to meet his.

  He presses his lips against mine a couple of times before making my heart soar in my chest with his words. “Fuck, baby that was out of this world, and you just made it even better by telling me I’m the first to ever pass these lips. That’s the best gift you could ever give me! I can’t begin to explain how much that means to me that you trust me enough to do it.”

  Hunter’s hands begin to make their descent to my throbbing clit again, his words turning me on and wanting more from him.

  I hold my breath, eagerly awaiting the first touch, but to my disappointment he freezes, looking at me in mild panic, before making a dash for the brown fur throw at the end of the bed and wrapping us up in it. “What are you doing? I’m burning up here you freak, get that cover...” My voice trails off at the sudden realisation that we are not alone in Hunter’s apartment.

  I can hear laughter coming from somewhere and I’m pretty sure I just heard Lottie’s voice calling my name. Crap, crap, crap! She cannot find me like this, whatever this thing between myself and Hunter is, needs to stay between us.

  I’m not ready for the question end explanations that will be demanded of me, this is so fresh that I don’t even know exactly where this is going.

  I jump up, rushing around like a mad woman, locating my shorts and jumping in to them, wiggling my bum as they make their way over my hips.

  My heart is pounding a mile a minute in fear of getting caught.

  I spot a door to the side of the room in my peripheral vision and make a beeline for it, hoping it is an on suite bathroom so I can sort my hair and make up out. “Do you have any idea how fucking sexy you looked just now?” I look over at Hunter, perplexed as to what could have caused him to say that and notice his eyes are glued to my bum. Obviously the giant perve was enjoying my mini wiggle to get in to my shorts.

  I didn’t even think of the view I was giving him by doing that.

  Oh well, too late to worry about that now, and judging by the tent he is sporting in the jeans he is struggling to do up, he enjoyed my little show anyway.

  I giggle at the horny beast, feeling like the woman I was before Dan and not the shy little girl who would have hidden and cowered in embarrassment.

  Walking in to the bathroom, I am instantly frozen to the spot when I take in the magnificence of this room.

  Considering he likes his things top of the range, but plain and simple, I am shocked to find a Jacuzzi against one wall, the biggest shower with too many attachments to count in the other, a stand alone bath in the centre of the room and a toilet and sink opposite these next to the door I have stepped through.

  It is beautiful, has roman styled mirrors lining the whole wall above the sink, surrounding an open granite cabinet.

  It completely throws me, and is not what I was expecting at all
.

  It appears to have a feminine touch, the oils and soaps not something I would assume a man would use.

  My heart rate picks up and I wonder who this stuff could belong to. Hunter doesn’t catch me as a lavender bath oil man in the slightest, so that leaves a fiance or girlfriend.

  Crap, surely he cannot be taken.

  Why would he risk bringing me up here and saying all those things about making me his if he wasn’t single?

  But then Rhia knew Dan was taken and clearly she didn’t care.

  Maybe he assumed I would do the same. Well fuck that, I will not be the other woman.

  As if I would ever step in and take someone else’s man from under them.

  If Hunter isn’t happy then he should leave them before dragging me in to the mess of it all. I have enough on my plate, what with uprooting my children and leaving Dan.

  I wipe the mascara under my eyes, check my appearance and storm out of the luxurious bathroom, no way is this cheating bastard using me to do his dirty work.

  I spot Hunter, fully dressed and lounging on his bed, talking in hushed whispers and facing away from me, gazing pensively out of the window.

  I slow down, quieting my steps and attempt to listen to what he is saying.

  “I don’t care. Do not show up here again! Things changed and I’m no longer interested in what you have to say. JUST STOP! I will talk to you in the week, I’m not interested at the moment..” Hunter’s head swivels in my direction as my reflection comes in to view in the windows, his eyes hold panic and I listen curiously to him hastily wrapping up the phone call and beckoning me closer.

  Uh uh uh, does he take me for a bloody fool?

  First the girly products in the bathroom, and then a strange phone call that he abruptly cuts off when he realises I can over hear him.