Total pages in book: 160
Estimated words: 149137 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 746(@200wpm)___ 597(@250wpm)___ 497(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 149137 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 746(@200wpm)___ 597(@250wpm)___ 497(@300wpm)
And they would never see each other again.
He shoved out of his jeans and those joined the T-shirt along with his boxers. “I wouldn’t want your Prince Charming to be anything less than perfect. Is this your first ball?”
He would go back to his life. Or maybe not. He would take some time and decide what he wanted. He could apply for hermitship. Or maybe become a hobo.
God, she was in his head. He couldn’t even brood properly anymore. No. Every time he started to go seriously dark she was there making fun of him, teasing him out of his dark places.
Why had she been a lie?
He entered the bathroom naked, his cock fully erect. “Take off the robe.”
It hit the ground in an instant. She was completely obedient when it came to sex, seemed to need and crave his dominance. Unfortunately, outside the bedroom, she was an utter mystery to him.
Wouldn’t it be nice to spend the next fifty years figuring her out? Learning all her secrets. She hadn’t once spoken of her sister. Did she miss Jiang Kun? Did she sometimes miss being Jiang Kun? All questions he’d wanted to ask and stubbornly had kept silent about because he’d told himself none of it mattered.
She stepped into the shower. Morales’s mansion was done up like a palace. Versailles in the New World as he’d called it the first time Josh had been here. The floor beneath their feet was marble, the bathroom designed like it was made for French royalty. He followed her in, his hands already on her skin. He couldn’t fucking help himself. If he hadn’t forced himself to sleep on the couch of the hotel suite they’d been sharing, he would have ended up wrapped around her, cuddling her close and fucking her every time he woke.
He had no idea what would happen tonight. The hotel suite had been safe, Kay had assured him. Well, just audio. No video. They couldn’t be sure about these rooms so they had to assume Morales could see as well as hear.
“Calm down, babe,” she said, her voice low. “Everything is going great. Morales is perfectly charming. He speaks highly of you and can’t wait to show you off to his guests tonight. That was all he talked about this afternoon, how proud he was to have such a big star in his home. All you have to do is perform tonight and no one is going to notice me slipping away.”
He leaned over, breathing in her scent, the heat from the shower making his body relax for the first time today. Every second she’d been with Morales had seemed like hours, but he’d been stuck talking to some of Hector’s relatives and he couldn’t think of an excuse for her to not go with him. He traced the scar under her right clavicle with his thumb. Even her scars were pretty. He loved this one in particular because they joked about it. Little Miss Muffett.
No spider would frighten his girl away. “I hated watching you walk off with him.”
“I know,” she replied, letting him touch her, look at her. She would stay there until he’d looked and touched to his heart’s content. She would stand there until the water got cold and they needed to go because that was simply who she was as a lover.
Giving. Never faltering. He traced a line down to her nipple. “Do you know where his office is?”
“Yes, and it’s a bit tricky because it’s in an opposite wing of the house, but my handler sent me the blueprints. The good news is Hector mentioned that he would have the pool and the gardens open tonight. I’m just going to get a little lost when I need some fresh air. Riley assures me he can cut into the security feed. He’ll put it on a loop and we’ll be out of there before you know it. I’ll come back here and we can dance the night away.”
He traced a finger around and around that pretty nipple, watching it peak for him. “And Riley will take the intel to your handler?”
She nodded. “Yep, so even if they suspect me of something, I won’t have anything on me. Touch me. Everywhere. I don’t want this to end.”
Then she should have thought about turning into a liar who stole his last bit of privacy. He took a step back because he was doing it again. “I’m sorry. I can’t trust you, but god, Kay, I do want this from you. I wish I could lie and hurt you like you’ve hurt me. I wish I could tell you this thing between us wasn’t the most electric I’ve ever felt, but it’s true. I’ll miss it, but I know how to survive. I learned it a long time ago. Lesson number one. Never make the same mistake twice.”