Total pages in book: 215
Estimated words: 217988 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 1090(@200wpm)___ 872(@250wpm)___ 727(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 217988 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 1090(@200wpm)___ 872(@250wpm)___ 727(@300wpm)
His mouth dropped open and she smacked her hand over her mouth. “I’m sorry! I don’t know what came over me.”
He grinned. “Don’t apologize. I kind of liked it. Especially the big boy part. Although I’m a man. All man.”
“Oh, I know. Definitely all man.”
Here goes nothing.
He undid his belt, then drew his jeans and boxers down over his ass.
“Wow.”
Wow? Was that a good thing? Bad?
“It’s not red.”
It wasn’t? He jumped as she ran a finger over one cheek.
“Sorry!” she squeaked. “I’m sorry! Oh no, did I hurt you?”
He turned his head to see her back away, looking horrified.
“No, wait! It’s all right.” He turned.
And then he realized too late that he hadn’t pulled his pants up. They were riding down so low that she was getting an eyeful of his dick. He cupped himself.
“Fudge. Shoot. Sorry!”
Her eyes were wide as she stared down at where he was holding himself.
“Whoa. You’re packing a punch there, Brody-bear.” Her hand slammed over her mouth. “Ican’tbelieveIjustsaidthat.”
He opened his mouth to say something soothing, but a bark of laughter came out instead. Her eyes widened as she stared up at him.
Okay, laughing probably wasn’t the appropriate response. But seriously . . . this was ridiculous.
He quickly pulled up his boxers and jeans without doing up the belt.
“I’m so sorry, Brody. I didn’t mean to hurt you.”
“Sweetie, you didn’t hurt me.”
“You jumped.”
“You just caught me by surprise. That’s all.”
She gave him a shy look. “You have a gorgeous ass. I just couldn’t resist.”
“And you’re good for a man’s ego. Come here?” He held out his arms and she fell into them.
“You still didn’t explain why you got spanked. Or what exactly happened.”
“Um, well, see,” he sighed. “The night before last, I wanted to come see you. I didn’t want to be away from you any longer. But the wait for an Uber was crazy, so I figured I’d walk over to grab a taxi from out front of a bar a few blocks over. And I might have gotten into a bit of trouble.”
“You were walking around at night on your own? And what sort of trouble?”
He quickly told her about the two men grabbing him, then the Fox rescuing him.
“Brody! That was so dangerous. You could have been hurt.” She slapped his chest with her hand, and then she winced, before hugging him tight. “You can’t do that. I can’t lose you.”
“Hey, you’ll never lose me. I promise.”
Autumn held onto Brody like he was the only thing anchoring her to this planet. And he held her back.
“I’m all right. We’re both fine. Shh, sweetie. Shh.” He rocked her back and forth.
“You totally deserved to get your butt whipped.”
“I didn’t get it whipped. He just used his hand.” Although that was bad enough.
“There’s something else I haven’t told you.”
“Oh man, what is it?”
He drew back, taking a deep breath and looking down at her with a serious expression.
“I jacked off.”
18
Autumn stared up at Brody.
Um.
How did she respond to that? Did she congratulate him?
“I . . . I mean . . . I . . .” He was so red that she worried he was about to have a stroke.
“I don’t know what to say,” she replied honestly. “Am I meant to say sorry or congratulations? You need to give me some context here. Is this something that doesn’t happen often? Are you upset because you had to yank your own pogo stick? I mean, are you wanting me to . . .”
“What? No! No, that’s not what I . . . oh hell.” He sat on the sofa and rested his forehead on his hands, his elbows on his thighs. “Fuck. That’s not what I meant. What was I thinking, saying it like that? Idiot.”
“Hey, it’s okay. I mean, everyone does it. No need to be ashamed.” She walked over and sat next to him, rubbing his shoulder.
“No, that’s not what . . . urgh. I didn’t mean to just blurt it out like that. I was trying to tell you that I got . . . that he made me feel . . . and well, you weren’t there. I didn’t want you to be upset.”
Oh.
There was a lot to unpack in that statement.
She rubbed at her forehead. “Why would I be upset? You’re allowed to have feelings for him. You’re allowed to get turned on by him.”
He looked up at her. “Promise you’re not upset?”
“Well, I am a little upset,” she told him.
“I knew it.”
She was being so mean. “I’m upset that I didn’t get to watch him spank you or you spank the monkey after.”
Big talk for a girl who hadn’t been able to orgasm since she’d been kidnapped. No matter how many toys she tried.
Or her Hero bought her.
Yeah, she should probably tell Brody about that too. But right now, he needed to be reassured.