Vengeance: A Dark Possession Romance Series #2

By E. A. Gosling

You took everything away from me! This misery you put me through, grew my heart cold and numb. This docile little woman was no more.

Revenge is inevitable!

Catherine Cross is on a mission of revenge against the man that took everything from her. William Walker made her body sing like no other and made her heart bleed like no other. William Walker has gotten his fill of revenge and wants to make peace with the green-eyed temptress that he cannot stop thinking about. When these two collide, sparks fly like never before. Can these two injured souls find succor in each other's arms? Or will Catherine's thirst blind her to the fact that love leaves a mark wherever it lands?

• Language: English
• Publisher: E. A. Gosling
• Release date: Feb 25, 2020
• ISBN: 9780463792605

E. A. Gosling

E.A. Gosling is an accountant by day and author by night. Raised by a single mother and a gay uncle from a slum area at the outskirt of the city. Since his teenage days, E.A. Gosling has been obsessed with storytelling from flawed and abused women and gay characters as his heroes.“You can’t go back and change the beginning, but you can start where you are and change the ending” – C.S. LewisHe enjoys daydreaming during weekend, while having a cup of his favorite coffee. He has a lovely daughter and married to an English literature teacher whom he thinks is his walking dictionary. He stays up late most of the night, reading novels and tell the story to his wife as a topic on the following day.

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VENGEANCE

A Dark Possession Romance Series #2

E. A. GOSLING

TABLE OF CONTENTS

COPYRIGHT NOTICE

CHAPTER ONE

CHAPTER TWO

CHAPTER THREE

CHAPTER FOUR

CHAPTER FIVE

CHAPTER SIX

CHAPTER SEVEN

CHAPTER EIGHT

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CHAPTER ONE

Do you want to fuck me, Mr. Walker?

William swallowed saliva at the woman that was standing in front of him. She was wearing a black bra and panties set with fishnet leggings and a garter belt. She slowly undid her bra, letting her full breasts spill into her hand. She rubbed one hand, invitingly over her nipple.

You haven't answered the question, Mr. Walker, do you want to fuck me or not?

William didn't plan to answer. He was supposed to be in charge of whatever little games they were playing, but there was something about her long legs and milky white skin, and the visions of the warm heat that he knew existed that called out to him. She looked like a goddess, all earth, and sex, and so damn fuckable. His manhood was in control of all his faculties. It wanted nothing more than to feast on the package in front of him. She had been tormenting him for the past fifteen minutes, dancing seductively just out of his arm's reach. He didn't know why he had let her tie him up. He was finding it more and more difficult to resist her sexually. She danced close enough to him, and let the piece of underwear in her hand slide over his erect and weeping member. He strained against his restraints. He was so turned on. He was sure if a bomb went off in the room, it would take him a while to gather his wits, which was how deep into seduction that he was.

Answer the question, Mr. Walker.

She bent down and took just the tip of his manhood into her warm mouth. Fireworks went off in his brain. He nodded his head.

I didn't hear anything.

Yes, dammit.

Tsk. Tsk. Didn't your mother teach you always to be polite?

Yes.

Not much better, say 'yes, Miss Cross.

Catherine! He said warningly.

She smiled and bent to touch her toes right in his face. He could see her open crotch. The panties she had on were crotchless. He stuck his tongue out and tried to lick at the pink folds that were right in front of him. She laughed mischievously and moved just out of his touch.

Not so fast. I don't think you are contrite enough.

Let me out of these restraints let me show you how contrite I am.

We're doing this my way. I want you out of your mind with lust first.

If I lose any more of my mind, I won't have anything left.

"All the better