Total pages in book: 86
Estimated words: 97696 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 488(@200wpm)___ 391(@250wpm)___ 326(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 97696 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 488(@200wpm)___ 391(@250wpm)___ 326(@300wpm)
Read Online Books/Novels: | Cord (SEAL Team Seven #5) |
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Author/Writer of Book/Novel: | Jordan Silver |
| Language: | English |
| ISBN/ ASIN: | B01BOABJNG |
Cord is the silent type, at least to the outside world he is. But beneath his stern exterior and remote ways beats the heart of a true Dom. Even when his brothers were pairing off with the new women in their lives, he knew that wasn't for him. There's no way he'd ever find a woman in the quaint little town willing to put up with his needs. And then she walked through the gates of his home and everything changed. Everything about her was wrong, she was too young, too inexperienced, but so beautiful she took his breath away. Everything he wanted but could, should, never have. Then she mouthed off at him and he said to hell with it; he was taking her at all cost. With the first words out of her mouth he was already plotting her complete and total domination. | |
| Books in Series: | SEAL Team Seven Series by Jordan Silver |
| Books by Author: | Jordan Silver Books |
PROLOGUE
CORD
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Susie, little Susie! She’s all I think about anymore, morning and night. I go to bed thinking about her and wake up the same. When I’m not imaging holding her just for the sake of being close, I’m thinking about fucking the shit outta her in every way possible. She’s playing hell with my control and my heart no matter how much I tell myself to give her time.
She’s still so young and innocent though that sometimes I wonder if she’ll ever really be able to live the life I have planned for the two of us. Will she be brave enough to take me, in more ways than one? The fact that she makes my cock hard enough to bend steel is another worry.
Usually that would be a plus, but she’s so small, and her pussy still so tight around my fingers, I wonder…And then there’s the fact that once I take her, once I claim her completely, I will become the master of her universe.
I’ve watched and listened enough to know that she’s full of spunk with a will of her own. How will that play out once I bend her to my will? I have no doubt that I will, but it’s getting there that worries me. The struggle I see up ahead. The last thing I wanna do is hurt her in anyway, but I know because of what she brings out in me, if she makes the wrong fucking move that’s exactly what will happen.
She likes my touch well enough. I’ve got her to where she craves my kisses, my scent, me. But is that enough? How will she stand the test of time? I’m not the easiest fuck to deal with, this I know. And with her, I will be even worse. None of that matters though because I can’t let her go. Not even for her own good.
She’s like a fever in my blood this girl that barely reaches my chest. It amazes me that something that small could command so much from a man like me. That in as little time as it has taken, my whole world now revolves around her. It’s taken great patience, something I never knew I had such an abundance of, outside of battle that is. But I knew there was no other way, not if I wanted her for the lifetime I envision us sharing together.
We were already growing accustomed to each other’s moods. Something I’ve been teaching her little by little ever since I had decided that she was for me. Now she looks for me whenever she enters a room and draws near whenever we’re in the same space together. And most importantly, I know when she’s in heat.
By the time I’m through, my little hellcat is going to be so attuned to my wants, that all it would take is the lift of a brow, to get her moving. It won’t be long now before she’s just where I need her to be, and then I won’t have any more days like this. Days where I have to hold myself back.
I’m not worried about me knowing her every wish. To me that’s the mark of a real man. He knows his woman inside and out. Her every wish, her every need, will be seen to and fulfilled by me. She’s mine. The decision had been made before I even knew who she was, and had only grown surer with time.
For me, there was no need for anything else. Not once I’d caught her scent and went on the hunt. But she was a different story. How could someone so young and inexperienced keep up with the things that I need?
I’d had a few hard moments in the beginning, knowing all the things I want and will to do to her. I’d almost walked away. The commander had been the only father I’d ever known. The fact that I had plans to violate his daughter, and make no mistake about it, that’s just what the fuck I plan to do, had given me pause.
Would I be betraying his trust if I took her. As much as he had admired us as a team, would he have wanted someone like me for his daughter? I had no answers, but the more I was around her the less it was beginning to matter.
In the end I’ve decided that nothing and no one was going to come between her and I, I won’t let it. My little Susie needs me. She thinks she’s tough, but from my conversations with her brother I know that she was just a little girl playing grown up. She’s had to take on a lot of responsibility in order to help out her mom, sacrificing her childhood in essence. Now I’m here to see that she’s the one taken care of.
“Come here to me.” She got up with a questioning look on her face as she left her chair and made her way around the table to my side. I was pleased that although there were questions in her eyes there were none on her lips. “Good girl. Now spread your legs open for me.” There was the slightest of hesitations as she looked towards the door, but again she did as she was told.
I’d dressed her myself after we came home from dinner at Con and Dani’s place. The silk and lace short peignoir in sapphire blue matched her eyes perfectly, and molded her body, lifting her perfect tits, and accentuating her tiny waist.
Her legs were encased in matching silk stockings held up by silver garters. They matched the straps of the three-inch heels she wore. All carefully chosen by me from one of the finest lingerie shops in Europe. It’s one of my weaknesses, as was she.
“Look at me.” I waited until her eyes focused on mine before running my hand up her thigh under the little bit of frill until I reached her silk covered pussy. Cupping her heat in my palm I slid my finger over her slit until I met her clit.