Haunting Adeline (Cat and Mouse, #1)

by H.D. Carlton

I’ve just found myself a little mouse, and I won’t stop until I’ve trapped her.

“I’ve already said I’m not going to kill you,” he responds, his tone dripping with impatience. He punctuates his response by dragging the tip of the gun down through the valley of my breasts. The gun continues its path down my stomach, stopping at the edge of my leggings. “Take these off.”

He taps the tip of the gun on my mouth, effectively cutting me off. The rest of my words dissipate as he slides the gun across my lips, as if he’s painting them with lipstick.

But when the gun pulls out and sinks back in again, a noise does slip through as a wave of pleasure rocks through me. “Good girl,” he breathes. “Open wider, baby.”

“I was going to tuck you into bed and leave you alone tonight. But you seem to forget that just because I am wholly yours, little mouse, I am not a nice man.”

I fucking love it when she runs.

He leans down and snips, “A gun in your pussy certainly is traumatizing, little mouse, but only because I used it to make you come, not to make you bleed.”

If Addie and I have a daughter, I hope she has some goddamn sense and prefers black.