Total pages in book: 81
Estimated words: 79211 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 396(@200wpm)___ 317(@250wpm)___ 264(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 79211 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 396(@200wpm)___ 317(@250wpm)___ 264(@300wpm)
“Punish you, obviously.”
Fuck needing time.
I snap my fingers and point to the floor. “Knees.”
The way she captures her lower lip between her teeth and sinks to her knees is sexy as hell. I unfasten the belt I just clipped and draw it through the loops, unfasten my jeans, and tug my erection out. “Lose the bra then show me why I shouldn’t spank your ass.”
With a seductive turn of her lips, she slowly slides her bra off before pouting and drawing me into her mouth. I groan, loop the belt, and snap it across her jean-covered ass.
She moans and takes me deeper, further. My cock hits the back of her throat and her eyes water. “Take it slow,” I tell her. “Fuuccck.”
My head lolls to the side at the feel of her sultry mouth on me. I grip her hair in my fist and fuck her mouth until I’m on the cusp of coming. She moans when I slide out, fist my cock, and come across her sweet, pretty tits.
I groan and take in the picture she makes. “Look what you made me do,” I say, shaking my head. “Come here.”
I ball up my tee and swipe it across her chest, cleaning her off. “Touch yourself while I finish getting dressed. Just like that. On your knees. Rub your clit and play with your nipples.”
I lazily zip up my jeans. Thread the belt back through the loops. Tug on a shirt and grab a sweatshirt. Her head falls back and her mouth parts.
“Don’t you dare fucking come without permission.”
“Aleks,” she moans on a whimper. “You’re mean.”
“Mean would be making you wear my come and wait for your climax,” I tell her with a shrug.
The gleam in her eyes tells me she’s game for both.
Jesus, I’m gonna lose my fucking mind with this woman.
I sit on the edge of the bed and silently beckon her over. She wobbles to me, half drunk on arousal. I strip her out of her jeans and panties then lift her, lay back on the bed, and arrange her over my face.
“Aleks!” she protests. I clap my hand across her ass, hard, when she fights me. She tries to stop me but can’t reach my arms. I spank her hard, again and again, until she finally complies and spreads her legs for me. I take her hard little clit between my teeth and scrape it to teach her to behave herself, then swipe my tongue through her seam to reward her obedience.
I suckle and lick, lick and suckle, and soon she comes on my mouth with a scream. I lick her through every spasm of pleasure until she slumps on me, give her ass an affectionate parting slap, and drag her back down on the bed.
“Now behave yourself like I told you to, or we’ll be even later than we already are.”
Her eyes roll to the back of her head for a few seconds before she releases a heavy sigh.
“We are definitely going to need to stop for coffee on the way.”
“We will but we have one more stop before we get to the foster home.”
CHAPTER THIRTEEN
Harper
“Where are we going?” I’m trying to pretend I’m all casual sitting next to him in the SUV, but I’m still as warm and pliable as softened caramel. I wonder if he knows that sex does that to me. It’s healing, in its own way, to lose control to him. To let him actually pleasure me.
I don’t have many recollections of the night I was assaulted, but the few that I do have fade every time Aleksandr touches me.
“We were supposed to take you to the shooting range this morning. That was my original plan.”
“Oooh.” My eyes go wide and my heart races a bit faster. “I’m going to learn to shoot?”
“Learn to shoot?” The familiar darkness shadows his face and his grip on the steering wheel tightens. “Fuck yeah, you’re gonna learn to shoot. And not just shoot. I’m going to train you in hand-to-hand combat and self-defense. There will be justice served, and you’ll have your hand in it.”
Imagine being empowered. Feeling like I’ll be able to defend myself if anyone ever tries to assault me again. Because while I love the thought of Aleks seeking vengeance as well, I don’t like having to depend on a man to do it for me.
“Don’t get any ideas,” he says with a warning cut of his eyes. “You’ll never be able to overpower me, Princess.”
My heart thumps in my chest.
That’s what he thinks.
I mean, I could have fun trying, anyway.
“Aleks, what’s the plan here? I mean, we go in and tell them that she’ll be coming home with us?”
“Yes. We’re stopping first at the police station. Got a friend there who does car seat safety.”
Oh my God. Our first stop is to get the baby’s car seat installed. I almost laugh out loud.