The Vixen's Man novel Chapter 3

She tried to raise her knee to hit his lower body with it but she couldn’t. He had his body positioned well so she couldn’t move. He was invading her mouth the way that no man had ever done. She didn’t want to admit it but he was such an excellent kisser. She was surprised when he suddenly ended the kiss. His grayish blue eyes were looking directly at her hazel brown ones. She was breathing unevenly as she looked at him angrily.

"Get off me! You beast!" she said bitingly.

She couldn't explain it but for the first time she felt something inside her lower body tingled.

"I have to say that your style is really extreme just like your behavior. Well it worked! You got my attention! But to be honest, you need not tired yourself to tarnish my image. If you want a taste of my loving you could have just told me. I never say no to lovely women however bad their attitude is . Their performance in bed is what’s important to me.” He said with a smirk.

His eyes inspected her scowling but still very pretty face then went down her smooth and creamy neck then finally stopping on her cleavage. His smirk widened.

"You sleazebag! If you wont' let me go I'll scream!"

He returned his eyes to her face and tightened his hand on her wrists which are still pinned above her.

"Try it my princess and see what happens. I will give you a real reason to scream in pain and ecstacy.” His eyes squinted.

Her brows raised with what he called her. “Princess? Why the hell are you calling me princess?"

He brushed the side of her face with the back of his other hand. She turned her face the other way in disgust and he just chuckled.

"Don't get any wrong ideas. Princess suits you…princess of darkness." He chuckled.

She turned to face him and jutted her chin.

"Well just to be fair, I want to call you heart.” She let out a sugary smile.

Blake looked more amused . He cocked one eyebrow.

"Heart...as in heartless or cold-hearted! The way you treat women is beyond me." she said sarcastically.

He released her then and glowered at her. "You don't really know me so you don't have a fucking right to judge me! I will forgive you tonight but next time, you won't be so lucky!" he snapped before leaving her.

(Blake)

He got home to his unit but Stacey’s half-sister and what she said was still in his mind. He was still pissed. His ex-girlfriend cheated on him and when Heather mentioned something about how he treated women it only reminded him of what he did for Kristel when they were still together. He used to take relationships seriously. Kristel was a flight attendant and most of the time they were not together. He did his best to stay faithful though a lot of women wanted him. Even when he saw Stacey again, he fought back his feelings for her because of Kristel and the son who he believed was his. Sadly Kristel not only cheated with another man but she also lied to him about her son. He eventually found out that the boy wasn’t his.

Now he chose not to be in a relationship. He could have sex with beautiful women any time he wanted. He shook his head when he remembered what Heather told Denice. That insolent half-sister of Stacey was really something else. How could she tell Denice that he had an STD? He chuckled. He couldn't deny the fact that she was gorgeous. She smelled heavenly and her body was so soft and smooth. She was so damn sexy and he couldn't seem to take her big boobs out of his mind. Her lips also tasted so sweet. Heather was the type of woman he would love to f*ck. She seemed to be exciting in bed However bad her attitude was, she really turned him on big time. He would never miss the chance to get her in his bed .He smirked before he finished his beer. He needed a shower to cool his jets.

(Heather)

She was in a taxi She tried to erase what happened last night from her mind. She wanted to get back at Blake again. She felt like a helpless kitten with what he did. She wasn't even able to defend herself.

He kissed her! That what really annoyed her! She didn't even like him but his tongue invaded her sweet mouth. Her face twisted in disgust. She shook her head and checked her reflection again in the mirror.

She chose to look simple because her mother said that Carla, her mom’s childhood friend was a little conservative.

She was in a black silk top with long-sleeves and a pair of black pants which hug her thighs and legs. She had black pumps on. Her clothes reflected her mood this morning. She woke up on the wrong side of the bed because of what happened. But even her scowl couldn’t spoil her beautiful features. She might have changed a lot but she still had a hard time masking her true emotions. Blake was the reason for her black mood. But unfortunately, she had to practice bottling up her feelings especially now that she was about to start working for her mother’s friend. Her Aunt Carla was so nice to accept her as one of the two fashion designers in her boutique. She didn’t even have any experience but she was willing to give her the position.

Her phone began ringing. Pauline was calling.

"Chummy! " Her friend’s voice sounded excited.

"What? You sound overly excited " She said while rolling her eyes.

Let’s meet later! My sister suggested I take self-defense class since I always come home late. She recommended a self-defense and martial arts gym because she knows the owner. Let’s go together!”

She chewed the inside of her bottom lip. Maybe it would do her good to have such lessons.. She didn’t want a repeat of what Blake did to her.