Total pages in book: 119
Estimated words: 112762 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 564(@200wpm)___ 451(@250wpm)___ 376(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 112762 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 564(@200wpm)___ 451(@250wpm)___ 376(@300wpm)
Walker unceremoniously lifted me up and threw me down on the bed again. I bounced, letting out a little cry, and Walker’s eyes flared with satisfaction as my breasts trembled with the movement.
He was a little more hurried as he undressed before me.
Just as he peeled his boxer briefs down over his impressive erection, I commented dryly, “You know this all feels a little like you’re peeing around your territory.”
Walker’s eyes narrowed as he understood my comment was in reference to Haydyn asking me out. He strode over to his dresser and pulled open a drawer. “And if I am?”
My gaze took in the black ties he pulled out of the drawer, and my pulse leaped. “Well, that would make you kind of an asshole,” I replied distractedly.
Walker returned to the bed, his erection as proud and fierce as him. He braced his hands on either side of my head, his delicious scent tickling my senses as he brought our faces an inch apart and murmured against my mouth, “Then I’m an arsehole.”
He kissed any response I might have had off my lips, and I kissed him back, stupidly thrilled that he was jealous of Haydyn. That he wanted to prove I belonged to him.
What dangerous, dangerous ground we were on.
But neither of us could stop ourselves.
Walker’s kiss was deep and possessive, and I clung to him, trying to pull his body over mine, to feel his hard chest against my breasts.
Instead, he gently unhooked my hands from around his neck and broke the kiss.
He observed my expression as he took my left wrist and stretched out my arm toward the bed frame. My belly clenched and wet heat slickened between my thighs as he knotted the silk tie around my wrist and stretched my arm taut toward the frame. Seeing my quickened breathing, Walker murmured, “All right?”
The man had been pretty dominant in the bedroom so far, and I’d loved every second, but it hadn’t involved tying me to his bed. He did it with a proficiency that suggested he’d done it before. I couldn’t think about that. About other women. That was the past. This was now.
And I seriously enjoyed it when Walker held me down while we had sex.
I nodded, wetting my lips a little nervously.
He noted it. “Say the word and I untie you, all right?”
“Is this … Are you … like … Do you have the whole Fifty Shades of Grey thing going on?” Because I was into him tying me to a bed, but I wasn’t sure I was up for a sub/dom situation.
“That’s a movie, right?” he asked as he affixed the tie in a complex knot to the bed frame.
“Book first, actually,” I muttered inanely, watching him as he tied my other arm to the bed.
I tugged on them to find myself well and truly secured. The silk material meant they didn’t chafe my skin. Savage satisfaction filled Walker’s expression, and he moved down the bed to grasp my hips and pulled me taut. My back arched with the action, drawing his gaze to my breasts.
I felt a luscious thrill score through me, deep in my belly.
“I don’t own whips and paddles, if that’s what you mean,” Walker replied as he fondled between my legs, his thumb catching on my clit. “But I do like a bit of control.”
“I-I already g-got that.” I attempted to push my hips into his touch.
“And you like giving it up,” he murmured thickly, his eyes searching my face. “You’re soaked, baby.”
I whimpered with need, straining against my restraints, desperate for him to do something more than tease my clit with his thumb.
Thankfully, he was done torturing me. Walker spread my thighs with a forceful jolt that made my stomach tremble, and then he braced them over his shoulders, lifting my hips off the bed.
To feast on me.
I cried out with sensation, feeling the sucking pull of his mouth on my clit and the yank of the ties around my wrists. I couldn’t do anything but let him do what he wanted.
And that excited me beyond bearing.
His fingers dug into my ass as he licked and sucked. Teasing me, he stopped, only to push his tongue inside me. I tugged on my bonds in frustration. “Walker!”
I felt his smile against my skin seconds before he returned to where I needed him at that bundle of tormented nerves. Then he stopped, licking inside me instead. Then back to my clit, drawing me closer to release, only to stop again. He repeated this until I was almost crying with desperation.
My body tightened, my thighs closing in on him, my chest heaving and shuddering as the tension spiraled tighter and tighter toward relief.
“Walker!” I yanked on the ties.
He suckled harder on my clit and thrust his fingers inside me, the sensation of fullness overwhelming. That was all I needed. The tension shattered, and I screamed, raw and lost to the blinding climax. I shivered and shook against his mouth as he lapped up every drop of my orgasm.