Total pages in book: 33
Estimated words: 30832 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 154(@200wpm)___ 123(@250wpm)___ 103(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 30832 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 154(@200wpm)___ 123(@250wpm)___ 103(@300wpm)
When I move closer, she stands up from the bed and glares at me with so much hate. It’s then I realize her pain has been caused by me. Somehow from the time I left to the time I came back, I’ve done this to her.
“Tell me what happened and I’ll make it right. I’ll fix whatever is wrong.” I stretch my arms out, palms up, but her expression changes to disgust when she looks at my hands.
“Don’t come near me.” She crosses her arms and raises her chin in challenge.
“What do you think will happen if I do?” I ask, taking a step forward. I want to see just how far she will take this.
“I don’t want you to touch me.” She refuses to look at me when she speaks.
“All right. Let’s say for a second I don’t touch you. Will you tell me what’s wrong then? Or is this one of those woman things where you say fine when you’re really not?”
Her eyes snap back to mine, and I can’t help but smile at the look she gives me. If she could shoot fire out of her eyes, I’d be a pile of ashes.
“We don’t have time for you to explain to me why you’re definitely not angry right this second.” I walk over to the closet and grab the first gown in the front. It’s a metallic gold that will shine off every curve. “I told you to get ready, but obviously you were too busy being not angry to do it.”
I walk over to the bed and lay the dress down on it. I look up and give her a wink, but she rolls her eyes at me.
“Put the dress on, angel.”
“Why do I have to put on something so fancy for dinner?” Her eyes rake over my body and I ache to pull her close again, to press every curve against me, but instead I wait. “Why are you wearing a tuxedo?”
“You’re going to accompany me to a charity gala. It’s black tie, so we have to dress formal,” I answer, leaning against the post on the bed, watching her every move.
“You don’t have anyone else you can take?” She sounds bitter, and I don’t fucking like it.
“There’s no one I’d rather be with than you. So either you put the dress on, or I do it for you.” My words are final, and there is no room for talking back. I let them hang in the air and allow her to weigh her decision.
For a moment, I think she’s going to fight me on it. But something clicks in her mind and she goes from pissed off to devious. My cock shouldn’t get hard at the thought of what she might do next, but I don’t seem to have any control over him.
“What are you going to do, spank me?”
She throws my own words back at me, and though she means them to be a weapon, I see the desire in her eyes.
“If that’s the way you want it,” I say, pushing from the bedpost and walking over in front of her. “You don’t have to get mad at me to get what you want.”
My words are heavy between us as I inch closer to her. The hurt and anger in her violet eyes fall away and I watch as she nervously licks her lips. I grasp her waist and slowly bring her body against mine.
“How about I spank you just because I want to, and if you like it, it can be our little secret.” Her cheeks flush with color, and I lean down, trailing my lips across her cheek and to her ear. “I’ll never tell anyone just how wet it gets you.”
I move my hand from her waist to the front of her jean shorts and I unbutton them. My lips brush down her neck and back to her ear as I slowly push them off her ass and let them fall to the floor. Then I reach for the edge of her shirt and glide it up her stomach and over her breasts. I look into her eyes as she raises her arms, and I pull off her shirt, tossing it on the floor with her shorts.
Reaching around her back, I unclasp her bra and then slowly drag it down her arms, revealing her round tits with hard rosy nipples. The blush from her cheek travels down to her chest, and I see her arms twitch to cover herself. But before she can do that or change her mind, I sit down on the bed and pull her over my lap in one quick motion.
I sit at an angle so the upper half of her body is over one of my legs and resting on the bed. Her pussy is pressed right against my cock, and I stare down at the pale blue cotton that’s covering her ass. Her rounded cheeks are lily white, and I tug her panties up her ass so I can have more of them to spank.