Total pages in book: 120
Estimated words: 113464 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 567(@200wpm)___ 454(@250wpm)___ 378(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 113464 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 567(@200wpm)___ 454(@250wpm)___ 378(@300wpm)
“Oh!” She jumps back, squealing. Her hands clutch the towel closed while her pretty blue eyes reflect fear. Her slim body trembles, and her dark brown tendrils appear almost black, the strands sticking to her skin.
That’s what breaks me. The way she tries to hide even now, covering her dripping body from me. A body with the power to make me forget what I came here for. I was enraged seconds ago, but I can barely remember why. Because, holy fuck, she is perfect. So innocent and entirely at the mercy of the primal lust that has swept my rage aside.
Take. Claim. That’s all I want now.
“Why… why are you here?” Her chest rises and falls erratically, and she backs away like she wants to put another closed door between us.
The sight of her reaching for the knob breaks the fog of desire that’s left me speechless. “You think a closed door will stop me? You’re supposed to be a smart girl.”
“I—I don’t understand.”
“Then let me explain.” I lift an arm, curling my fingers in a beckoning gesture. It’s this or charge across the room and ravish her on the floor. I’m barely in control of myself. My gaze darts over her, taking in every inch of creamy flesh. I follow a bead of water as it rolls down her chest, soaking into the towel, barely covering the swell of her tits.
Will she run? Part of me hopes she does. I’d chase her down, and fuck her hard against the floor, just to teach her a lesson. She only hesitates a moment before taking the first step. That’s the hardest part, taking the first step into the unknown. But it’s not really the unknown that gets you; it’s the fear of leaving what you know, what you understand.
Now she’s mine.
She’s made her decision.
She chose to obey, and now she is mine.
“What I really came here for was to punish you,” I murmur as she crosses the room and stumbles over her feet at the announcement. “Don’t worry. That’s not what’s on my mind now.”
“What is?” Her voice cracks, matching the fear in her eyes.
“Come here, and I’ll show you.”
Somehow, she trusts me enough to carry her the rest of the way to the bed. Her smooth brow furrows in confusion just the same. “Callum… I don’t… we shouldn’t. What’s already happened between us was wrong.”
“Since when do you decide what happens and what doesn’t?” She flinches at my tone. “I came here to punish you, but I’ve reconsidered. I could change my mind again if you would prefer my hand to redden your ass instead.”
She shakes her head, eyes wide.
“I thought so.” My hand clenches into a fist again, only now it’s a need to touch, not to strike. I need that towel gone. I have to see her, to drink in her milky flesh.
I trail a fingertip down her arm. So soft, I almost wonder whether she’s human. “The other night, I was cruel to you in my office. I shouldn’t have ended things the way I did, and you deserve an apology for my asshole behavior.”
“You have nothing to apologize for, and even if you did, you don’t have to apologize.”
I close my hand around her wrist, tight enough to make her wince. “I know I don’t have to, but I want to. And since I’m feeling merciful, I’ll warn you I’m not the type of man that will be told what to do, so in the future, keep that in mind.”
“I’m sorry,” she whispers, averting her gaze. It’s almost too easy to break her down. Her natural submission makes me want to bend her to my will.
Taking the hem of the towel, I let it slide between my fingers. “It’s rare for me to apologize for anything, but I’m not so prideful that I won’t admit when I’m wrong. And I was. I’m sorry for being an asshole. For scaring you.”
Rising from the bed, I tower over her trembling form. Delicate. Fragile. She brings out every protective instinct I have. “But don’t think that means you can fucking avoid me again. That’s what almost got you spanked until you couldn’t sit for a week. No more hiding from me. Understood?”
She hesitates for a split second. But that’s all it takes to shatter my resolve. One quick tug and the towel drops to the floor. A gasp escapes her parted lips, but she doesn’t try to cover herself. She knows better than to hide from me.
The air in my chest stills. Every inch my gaze lands upon is more perfect than the last. Rosy nipples stand at attention on her firm tits, begging to be sucked. A taut stomach and slim waist that tapers out gracefully into hips that are used for fucking. To hold her in place while I claim every hole in her body.