Total pages in book: 49
Estimated words: 46152 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 231(@200wpm)___ 185(@250wpm)___ 154(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 46152 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 231(@200wpm)___ 185(@250wpm)___ 154(@300wpm)
He opens the car door and grunts. “Get in.”
I point across the lot where mine is parked. “My car—”
He cuts me off. “Get in, Nat.”
The tone of his voice has me scrambling to get into the car. I’m not scared of him in the least, but there’s something in the way he demands it that doesn’t leave room for any questions.
As soon as I’m seated, I don’t even have time to grab the seatbelt before he’s reaching in and pulling it across my chest and snapping it in place.
He slams my door and makes his way around to the driver's seat.
He pulls out of the gravel lot with a spin of his tires.
I grab on to the dash. “Beau, slow down. Are you okay? What’s going on?”
“Everything’s perfect. I’m going home to make love to my wife.”
My heart starts to race, and I don’t say another word about how fast he drives to get across town because I can’t wait to make love to my husband.
Chapter 11
Beau
Natalie’s quiet the rest of the way home. I take a peek at her when I’m on the straightaway, and I see her almost panting just sitting beside me. She’s not alone, though, because I am doing everything I can to stop myself from speeding.
When we get to the house, I pull into the driveway and hit the garage opener. It seems it takes twice as long as normal to open before I can drive in. The anticipation is killing me.
I barely get the SUV parked and I’m out of the car, racing to the passenger side. Nat already has the door open, and I grab her around the waist and lift her out. I release her because if I’m not careful, I’ll take her right here on the cold, hard garage floor.
I point to the door. “Inside.”
She rears back, surprised, but does as I ask. I follow behind her, watching the way her hips shimmy back and forth with each step she takes. When we’re inside, she slips her shoes off, kicking them to the side, and she starts toward the stairs probably to go to our room, but I grab on to her hand. “Where are you going?”
She points to the ceiling. “Up to the bedroom.”
I shake my head. “Nope, I want you here.”
She looks around the landing. “Here?”
I nod and gesture to the living room. “On the couch.”
She puts her hands on her hips. “You want to make love on the couch?”
She’s surprised, and I don’t blame her. We’ve always had sex in the bedroom, behind closed doors, and I don’t know why I want it any different. To me, our sex life was perfect, but after hearing about her fantasy, I’m wondering if I need to change things up. Fuck, I don’t care where I have her, as long as she’s mine.
I grab her hand and pull her behind me. “Oh, we’re going to do more than make love, Nat. By the time this is over, I’m going to own this body. You’ll never hide from me again. You’ll never consider keeping it from me.”
She gulps and stares up at me with wide eyes. I rub my palms down my thighs to stop from reaching for her. “Undress.”
I walk around the living room that has floor-to-ceiling windows. When I reach the control panel, I hit the button, and the blinds all start to descend.
When I turn back to her, she’s still standing in the same place with her clothes still on.
I walk toward her, slowly, like a predator hunting his prey. I trail one finger down her cheek. “You still have your clothes on.”
The look she gives me tells me she’s feeling insecure. “Let’s go up to the bedroom.”
I know why she wants to go to the bedroom. She wants to be able to hide from me under the covers. I’ve done nothing to show her how much I appreciate her body in the past, but that all changes now. From this moment on, she’ll never question how much I love her body.
“Let’s do it here.”
She takes a breath, and for just a minute, I think she’s going to fight me on it, but she grabs the hem of her shirt and pulls it over her head. The sports bra she has on underneath is the next to go. I stand in front of her with my arms crossed over my chest to stop myself from reaching for her. I’m enjoying the strip tease, and I’m going to let her finish.
She puts her hand on each side of her pants, but she doesn’t lower them. “What about you? You going to undress?”
I shake my head.
“No? What do you mean no? I’m not going to be naked by myself out here.”
My arms tighten around myself. I’m ready to have my hands on her but not yet. “See, the problem is, if I get naked, I won’t last. I’ll want to be inside you, and I want to take my time, Natalie. Plus, I need to give you your punishment.”