Total pages in book: 165
Estimated words: 166103 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 831(@200wpm)___ 664(@250wpm)___ 554(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 166103 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 831(@200wpm)___ 664(@250wpm)___ 554(@300wpm)
Like she was safe with him.
He started moving. He grasped hold of her hips, holding her still as he fucked her ass.
“If it starts to hurt or gets too much, then say your safeword,” he told her.
“I know, Daddy!”
Smack! Smack!
Oops.
“Watch the attitude, Baby Blue, or I take my pleasure and forbid you to orgasm.”
Okay, nope.
That didn’t sound very fun. At all.
“I’m sorry, Daddy!”
“That’s better.” He started moving again, before drawing her up so her back was pressed to his front where he stood behind her. Then his hand went down to her pussy, and he rubbed her clit with his finger.
“Oh. Oh! Judd!”
“That’s it! I want you to come for me. Scream my name. Let me feel you.”
It was too much! She couldn’t cope with much more.
And then her release rushed through her. The room spun around her as she gasped for breath. He set her down again and fucked her hard and fast before groaning as he found his own release.
Slowly, he slid out of her ass, and she collapsed on her side, with him curled around behind her.
“My precious girl. I’ll always take good care of you. I promise.”
57
“Where are we going?” she asked Owen as they all piled into the car. She was sitting in the backseat in her booster seat.
“You tell me, baby girl,” Owen replied as he backed out of the garage. Hux was sitting next to her and Judd was on the other side of him, looking pensive.
“What do you mean?”
“We want you to tell us where that strip club is,” Beck told her, turning to look at her.
“What?”
“Where is it, baby girl?” Owen demanded. “Who was it that held you captive?”
Two weeks had passed since they’d entered their Marjarsom and so much had changed. She felt more connected to all of them. But this had caught her by surprise.
“No, we can’t.”
“We can,” Judd said. “We’re going to make those assholes pay for what they did.”
“We can’t get to Jonathan. MI6 has him locked up tight to prevent Pinky from offing him. But we can deal with these bastards,” Hux said in a grim voice.
“No, I mean, we can’t go there as it no longer exists.”
“What?” Owen snapped, pulling the car to the side of the road. “What do you mean?”
“About a week after Jonathan bought me, the police raided the place. Someone opened fire. It was terrible. A number of people died or were arrested. It . . . the gang was mostly torn apart. And the place was torn down by the city.”
“Holy crap.” Hux stared at her in shock.
“So there’s no one to kill?” Owen asked.
“No.”
“That’s a shame. I was in the mood to off some assholes,” Owen said, sounding put-out.
She wasn’t sure whether to take him seriously or not.
“We probably should have talked to you about this before we all hopped into the car like a group of avenging superheroes,” Hux said dryly. “I wanted to wear my cape, but Owen wouldn’t let me. And Judd wouldn’t wear the tight leotard I got for him. I don’t know why. It would go great with his tutu.”
“You asshole.” Judd got Hux into a headlock while Beck tried to calm them down and Owen snapped at them to be careful of her.
She giggled.
Hux certainly had a way of easing the tension.
Instead of getting revenge on those that had hurt her, they went and got ice cream.
It was a much better way to spend the night. Even if she would have liked to have seen Judd in that leotard.
Maybe another night.
Worry filled her as she stared at her outfit choices.
What the heck should she wear? There were so many choices. Clothes just kept appearing in her closet.
It was overwhelming.
Chill. Don’t panic. It’s just a dinner out.
There were three more days before their Marjarsom ended. Not that there was any chance of her ever walking away from them. But there was still some guilt lingering inside her that she needed to get rid of.
“What’s wrong, little darlin’?” Hux walked in wearing a navy blue pinstripe suit and white shirt.
Dear Lord.
He looked incredible.
“Whoa, baby.” She fanned herself.
He grinned at her and spun around. “Like what you see?”
“Yes,” she said.
“Come here.” He drew her in for a heart-stopping kiss. When he moved back, she felt slightly light-headed. “Now, why aren’t you getting ready?”
“I can’t decide what to wear.”
He studied her closely. “Because you’re worried you’ll choose the wrong thing? Or because there’s so much to choose from?”
“Um, both?”
He cupped her face between his hands. “You know that you could wear a sack and we’d still think you were the sexiest woman on the planet.”
“Only the planet?” she teased.
“The universe. And every other universe. Sassy brat.” Turning her back to her closet, he smacked her ass. She jumped with a cry.
“Now, show me your top five favorites and I’ll help you choose.”