Total pages in book: 46
Estimated words: 44188 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 221(@200wpm)___ 177(@250wpm)___ 147(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 44188 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 221(@200wpm)___ 177(@250wpm)___ 147(@300wpm)
Really sorry.
His brows dip. “I dragged you into the deep end with me real fast. We shouldn’t even be hanging out together and here we are in this insanely hot and probably more than a little twisted relationship.”
“Yeah.” The word comes out breathy. “Well, I’m not quitting.” I lift my chin in challenge.
Amusement dances in his eyes. “No surprise there, Sparks. Truth is? I don’t want you gone. Maybe I should look into a transfer.”
Shock makes my lips part. He would transfer away from his station for me? I don’t want him to, but pleasure blooms as I realize he’s that serious about me.
“I don’t want you gone, either,” I say quickly. “And you being boss kinda works for us, don’t you think? Considering?”
His lips quirk, but then drop again. “Yeah, but look what happened today.”
I consider the situation, trying to figure out what would’ve worked better. “So next time you want to reprimand me, you’ll have to wait until we’re in private.”
Blaze opens and closes his mouth and then his eyes go dark. He attacks my lips in one of his signature blinding, searing kisses. “You’re unbelievable, Lia Burke.”
“Yeah?” I’m breathless and hot, my nipples tightening against his bare chest.
“Yeah.” He stamps his lips over mine again, hands coasting down to cup my ass. “And you’re all mine, aren’t you?”
“Mmm hmm.”
He bites my neck. “Say it.”
I’m wet again. I lift onto my toes to rub my nipples over his hairy chest.
“Say it.”
“I’m yours, Blaze.”
Another nip. “Again.”
“I’m yours.”
“Damn straight,” he murmurs, nipping and nuzzling my face, gentling. “You have plans tomorrow?”
I shake my head.
“Good,” he says. “I want to spoil you.” And with that, he picks me up and carries me to the bedroom, already ready for round two.
Chapter 9
Blaze
I hold Lia’s hand as we walk to the subway. We just finished a CrossFit session together and I’m all horned up for her again, even though I fucked her twice last night and once this morning. CrossFit wouldn’t have been my first idea for spoiling her on her day off, but she told me it would make her day if I came with, so how could I not?
Apparently she’s not the fancy meal type. Or the spoil me at a spa. Not even a flowers and a movie kinda girl. No, this one likes to abuse her body while watching me work out beside her. I’m not sure who ogled who more.
Bottom line—I’m in love.
I’m smart enough not to tell Lia that. I know I’m moving too fast as it is, and I don’t want to fuck this up.
But seriously? This girl is unbelievable.
Is it just about the kink? No. Yes. Maybe. I don’t know. I mean, if she had told me this morning that she never wants to be spanked again, would I still want to see her?
Hell, yeah. I think she’s amazing—smart, driven, adorable. Strong as anything.
But I wouldn’t even know her if it weren’t for the kink. I wouldn’t have seen how willingly she surrenders, just drops her armor and lets me see her most vulnerable self. So yeah, it’s all twisted together. But it’s definitely way more than the sex.
We pass an ice cream stand and she tugs me toward it.
“You want some ice cream, little dragon?”
She spins in front of me and hangs on my arm. “Pleeeeease, Daddeeee?”
“Christ, you’re getting me chubby. Why is that hot to me?”
She rubs her breasts against me. “Because you like to be in charge and I’m letting you.”
She’s right. The sense of power I get when she gives me control intoxicates me. With Samantha, I wanted to take care of her, but she never let me. She always pushed me away, even while using me to support her and her child, Lily. The little girl I thought of as my own until Samantha decided to bail and return to Lily’s real dad. And she definitely wasn’t into kink. Not even a little bit. The few times I tried to smack her ass, she told me I had issues.
Back then, I didn’t know someone like Lia existed. Someone who not only lets me play out my dominant fantasies, but enjoys them as much as I do.
I propel Lia up to the ice cream cart and ask her what she wants. She orders a double scoop of chocolate and I get cookies and cream. She takes a long, seductive lick of her cone while holding my gaze.
I growl.
I have to bite my tongue to keep from demanding she move in with me. Today.
I need to slow way the hell down. And my first problem to solve is our work situation. The fire inspector idea might be the best possible solution. I just have to see if I can pull a few strings to make it happen…
Chapter 10
Lia
Second punishment. I show up at Blaze’s door in my attempt at a Catholic schoolgirl outfit. Lord knows, I wore one long enough, I ought to be able to put it together. My version tonight is white knee-high socks with a short blue skirt and a white blouse. Oh, and I might have put my hair in pigtails, too. I feel slightly stupid, but I’m hoping the look will pay off.