Total pages in book: 103
Estimated words: 103356 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 517(@200wpm)___ 413(@250wpm)___ 345(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 103356 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 517(@200wpm)___ 413(@250wpm)___ 345(@300wpm)
She eyed him suspiciously as she got up and straddled his lap.
“Good girl.” He kissed her again until she lost that suspicious look.
“God, you can kiss,” she muttered when he drew back. She tried to follow him. “Come back here.”
“Uh-uh. I need you to listen to me for a moment.”
“Less talking. More kissing.”
“While I am down with that plan, there’s something I want to make clear. If you need me to stop at any time you say so. Since I don’t know your triggers or limits and I know you’re still slightly scared over me touching you, I want you to know that I will always stop if you need me to.”
“All right.”
“You can trust me.”
There was a flash of something in her face. It disappeared so quickly that he thought he might have missed it. She was probably thinking that it was all very well to tell someone that you could trust them . . . but you also had to show them.
“I won’t hurt you, baby.”
He placed his hand around the back of her neck. With his other hand, he cupped her full breast.
Fuck, yes.
He wanted to get his mouth around her tit. To suck her nipple into his mouth. To drive her as insane as she made him.
“So, no spankings?” she said hopefully.
“No promises. Good girl spankings are fun. Bad girl spankings . . . well, if you want to avoid them, then you know what you have to do.”
“Run?” she said with a grin.
“You can run. I’ll follow. And when I catch you, then you’ll be in a world of trouble.”
Her mouth parted slightly.
“Fuck, you are beautiful.”
A blush filled her cheeks, and she glanced down as though uncomfortable at his words.
He didn’t understand that.
Couldn’t she see how gorgeous she was? It was so fucking obvious to him . . . and every other man in that bar tonight. And all of the other nights.
But she was with him.
He cupped her chin with his hand, raising her head. “Uh-uh, eyes on me, pretty girl. I don’t know how you can’t see it. But you’re the most beautiful person I’ve ever seen. When you spoke to me the other night . . . I couldn’t fucking believe my luck.”
“But you . . . you’re you.” She ran her hand through the air between them. “You look like this. Women must hit on you all the time.”
“You calling me easy now, darlin’?” he drawled.
“What? No!” Her eyes were wide with horror.
He couldn’t hold back his grin.
She slapped his chest. “You’re so mean.”
“Poor baby. How can I make it up to you?”
“Hmm.” She tapped her chin with her finger. “I’m thinking that you could let me go down on you.”
“That’s me making it up to you? Sounds like I’m the one who should be going down on you.”
She blushed, shaking her head. “I want to . . . please.”
“You can go down on me, pretty girl,” he told her, stilling her as she tried to slide off him. “But first, I want you naked.”
There were a few seconds where she hesitated. If she started spouting off crap about the way she looked, then he was actually going to spank her. Which was probably a quick way to end tonight’s fun.
But if there was one thing he’d learned from his brothers, it was that they didn’t let their women talk shit about themselves.
And he wouldn’t let Lilac do that either.
However, she surprised him by climbing off him to stand on the floor by the bed. Reaching over, she switched off the main light, leaving just the bedside lamp on.
He didn’t mind, though. Not if it made her feel more confident.
There would be plenty of time for him to properly take her in.
Then she took a deep breath and stripped down to her underwear.
“Fuck, yes,” he muttered as she revealed all those curves to his gaze.
She was pale, her skin smooth and creamy. Her tits were barely encased in a black lacy bra, and she wore matching black panties.
“Love the sexy lingerie, baby.” Had she put it on hoping he’d get to see it? Or was this what she always wore?
He wasn’t sure what he was hoping for most.
“Yeah?” she asked with a shy grin. “I like pretty things.”
“So do I,” he replied.
A giggle escaped her. “That was terrible.”
“Terribly good?” He wriggled his eyebrows. “I agree.”
She climbed onto the bed, crawling over to him. Her breasts were still encased in that damn bra though.
Just.
The bra looked like it was a few sizes too small. Not that he was complaining. Nope. He didn’t care if they popped out.
“Baby, take your bra off,” he commanded as she slid between his legs.
Ignoring him.
He frowned until she ran her tongue along his shaft.
Fuck. Him.
As a distraction that worked a bit too well. He groaned as she took the head of his dick into her mouth, sucking strongly.