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)
She’d thought sex was all she needed, but he was proving her wrong. It was easy to lean into his hard strength and let him wrap his arms around her. After the initial awkward moment, he seemed to clutch at her as though afraid of letting her go.
“This isn’t so bad.” His forehead came down, nestling against hers, and he breathed her in. “Did you sleep naked?”
“I did. It’s a habit, but I keep a robe close.” She let her hands wander over the strong muscles of his back because he seemed to enjoy the sensation. It made her wonder how long it had been since he’d had anything but straight up D/s sex. It reminded her that even something as intimate as sex could be made cold. Even kinky sex. “I promise I won’t run out to save you with my hootchie on display.”
His hands roamed over her back and the curve of her ass. “I think it would be an effective way to distract whoever was coming for me. You’re so fucking gorgeous. I thought about you all last night. I wanted to come in here.”
He wanted to have sex, but she was way more okay with the thought than she’d been before. Her body was heating up quite nicely, and she could feel his erection against her belly.
It would be a nice way to wake up. It would also be a nice way to bind him to her. “Do you want to go to the dungeon?”
His forehead moved against hers, shaking in the negative. “I want you to lie down on the bed and I’ll…adapt.”
Adapt because he didn’t have sex outside the dungeon? She had to admit it would be nice to do it in a bed every now and then. Of course, if she wanted to get to the dungeon, the way to do that was to question him. He’d told her what he wanted so she moved away from him, walking to the bed she’d spent the night in. It was a lovely queen with soft sheets and the sound of the ocean there to lull her to sleep. She climbed on it and laid back, wondering if she would find herself flipped over and the discipline beginning.
Instead, he gripped her ankles and pulled her down the bed until her backside was on the edge.
He dropped to his knees. “I can make up for the lack of kissing. I can still give you my mouth and tongue.”
Before she could take a deep breath, his mouth was on her. Right on her. His lips covered her pussy, tongue immediately licking out and exploring.
Heat blasted through her body, a tsunami that threatened to drown her in an instant. “Joshua…”
His hands were on her thighs, pushing them apart. “Don’t fight me. Let me have you. This isn’t play. This is for you. This is for me. It doesn’t have to always be in the dungeon or at the club. It can be for comfort, too, right?”
She was really comfortable. So freaking comfortable. “Please don’t stop.”
She glanced down her body to where he was working her over. He looked up, his lips glistening with the evidence of her arousal, and gave her the most sweetly salacious grin she’d ever seen.
“Of course, just because we’re not in the dungeon doesn’t mean I’m not in charge,” he said. “Don’t move. I want to enjoy how good you taste. Come all over my tongue. Let me feel it. This is how I’ll kiss you. So good and so deep.”
He covered her again and she felt his tongue on her clit.
Kayla bit back a groan, and it took everything she had to not shift her pelvis up and ride his tongue. She forced herself to be still, her hands fisting in the sheets she’d slept in the night before.
“I stayed up most of the night thinking about doing this,” he murmured against her flesh. Every word rumbled along her skin, lifting her higher and higher.
She’d spent the night trying desperately not to think about this. When he’d said he wouldn’t kiss her, she’d thought he’d meant anywhere. She’d imagined him sucking her nipples perhaps, biting her flesh during some kinky games, but this was so intimate. And soft. And only for her.
Fucker kept finding a way to pull her back in.
He ate her pussy like it was the finest of delicacies, spearing her with his tongue and then suckling on her clit. He knew exactly how to use his tongue and mouth to take her straight to the edge and then pull her back so she didn’t fly over. He managed to keep her right on the edge. Edge of the bed. Edge of orgasm. Edge of screaming out how he was making her crazy.
He kept her there for what felt like forever, as though he enjoyed how fast and far he could push her. This was where he found some of his power.