Total pages in book: 124
Estimated words: 113717 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 569(@200wpm)___ 455(@250wpm)___ 379(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 113717 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 569(@200wpm)___ 455(@250wpm)___ 379(@300wpm)
So does the one I gave you. When you finally do read it yourself I think you’ll find the answer to your question there.
I was thinking more of if you had questions about what I expect from you, from us.
“You mean sex?”
“Among other things yes. Sex will be a big part of our lives but it won’t be all there is to it. There’s an obligation if you will, from me to you and you to me.
The sex part is the easiest believe it or not. It’s the discipline and obedience I will expect from you at all times, forever.”
I guess I did answer her question after all.
“For…you mean…”
“Yes, I mean that when I take you for the first time I will be sealing a bond that will never be broken. That’s why I’ve given you time to look over the contract...”
“I don’t need time.” She interrupted me before her face lit up in a fiery blush.
“My sweet Kitten.” I couldn’t help drawing her to me, and covering her lips with mine. The kiss, was meant to show appreciation, instead it became a mauling.
I sank my tongue deep within her mouth as I drew her flush against me. I positioned her so that her legs straddled mine and the hard rise of my cock prodded into the soft curls of her pussy through the silk of her underwear.
I pressed down harder on her ass so that she could get the full affect of me rubbing against her as I fed her my tongue, before pulling hers into my mouth. So fucking sweet and hot for it. “I can’t wait to taste you on my tongue.”
Her body shook and she moaned into my mouth when I retook hers.
When we were both out of breath and gasping for air I held her head against my chest. “What if I’m no good at it, what if…”
“I’ll teach you all you need to know have no fear. I had planned to give you more time but I find that that no longer works for me.”
Especially not with assholes on your scent, no way, and now that I know you want me too, there’s no stopping me.
The car came to a stop outside the posh address on the Upper West side where the fashionable and the moneyed of the city went to see and be seen. It was the perfect entrée into society for the woman that will be mine. A statement if you will.
I wish I hadn’t thought of dinner out tonight, but I wanted to show her off. Marion had started making the rounds; though she didn’t know that word had gotten back to me. I had warned her, but I should’ve known that wouldn’t be enough.
I aimed to stifle the whispers before they got started. No one in my circle would dare affront me I’m sure, but I know the cattiness of some women and I didn’t want her hurt in the future.
Women of a certain age bracket tend to rally around each other when word that a much younger model was in their midst and apparently on the prowl, as Marion was rumored to have intimated about Gabriella.
I wasn’t going to share any of this with her of course, why would I? it was my job to protect her and protect her I will.
Anyone who saw us here tonight will know some of what she means to me. In a few weeks there will be no question, but this will have to do for now.
All eyes were on us as we were led to our prime table in an ideal spot that made us visible to most of the room. I’m not usually an exhibitionist, but the situation called for it.
After I’d been given the heads-up about the rumor mill I’d done some homework.
I knew that Drusilla Peters, who was the gossip rag maven, was dining here tonight. The woman has been on my ass for an exclusive ever since I moved back to the city.
I didn’t plan on giving her one, but I knew everything I did here tonight would be in the paper tomorrow, not to mention making the rounds at whatever galas and soirees were on the agenda for the coming season.
It was too bad that the situation with Josh had cropped up in the middle of all that mess, yet another distraction.
I wasn’t too worried about him though, or about Marion come to think of it. I had what I wanted Marion could go fuck herself. But it was what she could do to Gabriella that bothered me; the damage of a few well placed lies.
I removed the mink stole that I had thrown over her shoulders just before we left the house, and seated her instead of letting the maître d’ do it.
Making sure to run my fingers sensually across her shoulders before taking my own seat next to instead of across from her.