Total pages in book: 90
Estimated words: 91767 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 459(@200wpm)___ 367(@250wpm)___ 306(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 91767 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 459(@200wpm)___ 367(@250wpm)___ 306(@300wpm)
Dressed in our robes we go out to the dining room to see the table laden with silver trays with lids.
“I wasn’t sure what you wanted so I ordered an assortment of dishes for you to choose from.” He begins to lift the silver lids to reveal delicious restaurant meals. There’s ravioli pasta and fillet of steak. Sashimi and seafood and then some kind of chicken dish. There’s vegetables in some kind of cream sauce and salads.
“Wow,” I whisper as I look around. “When did you order this?”
“Before I got into the spa.”
I stare at him as my brain misfires; he knew that what just happened was going to happen exactly as it did. In that order and in that timeframe.
“Sit.” He gestures to my chair.
“You’re very bossy.”
“Miss Doe.” He smirks. “Now that’s a revelation.” His eyes have a mischievous glow to them. “Where on earth did you get that idea?”
It’s not a revelation, I’m pretty sure it’s going to be on his tombstone. I bet he’s a real bossy bastard on the outside.
I sit down and look around the choices. “Do you want the pasta?” I ask.
“No.” His elbow is leaning on the table and his pointer finger is steepled up over his temple as he watches me. “It’s all yours.” He passes it over to me.
“Thanks.” I pick up my fork and glance up to him, he’s still sitting back watching me. “Are you eating?” I ask.
“I’m hungry…but not for food.” The air crackles between us as we stare at each other. His tongue slides over his bottom lip and I feel it between my legs.
He’s so intense…jeez.
“I’m not eating alone so either you come over here and eat me or you eat dinner alongside of me.”
Amusement flashes across his face and he picks up the fillet steak and puts it in front of him. I watch on as he dishes out some vegetables and then he gets up and fills two glasses of iced water. He puts lemon wedges into both and then sits one down in front of me.
He’s very strategic in everything he does, I get the feeling nothing is left to chance with this man.
He picks up his knife and fork.
“Do you like control, Mr Doe?” I ask.
“Yes,” he replies without hesitation, he bites the steak from his fork.
“In everything?”
“Yes.” He chews his steak; his eyes dare me to ask more.
“Not having sex…. Is that a control thing?” I ask.
“It’s a pleasure thing.”
I frown. “I don’t understand, how is not having sex pleasurable?”
“Abstinence is my drug of choice.” His dark eyes hold mine.
Huh?
Either this guy is supersmart or I’m super just super dumb.
“What does that mean?”
He cuts his steak as if he has this type of conversation every day. “You sit there opposite me satisfied and sleepy.”
I frown, more confused than ever. “And?”
He chews his steak in slow motion as he watches me.
“If I’m sitting here satisfied and sleepy…what are you doing?” I ask.
“When I spread you wide and tasted you by the spa…you thought it was for you.”
Huh?
“If it wasn’t for me, who was it for?”
“I was tasting your body to give mine the information it wanted.”
“Why would you want information?”
“To calibrate my senses.”
I stare at him confused.
“You see, Miss Doe, when I give my body a taste of the DNA it could possibly have…it performs at a much higher level.”
I feel a throb between my legs. This man is fucking hot.
“My senses are at an all-time high, working like never before.” He continues, “As you sleepily sit there…. The predator in me can smell you.” He whispers darkly, “I can feel your pulse as it runs through your body.” His tongue swipes over his lips as if tasting something. “I can still taste the beautiful creamy come that came out of your tight little cunt.”
Dear god.
“Every single cell in my body is screaming to claim yours.”
I feel all of the blood drain out of my body.
“Eat your dinner now because you’re going to need energy later.” Our eyes are locked. “My primal instincts are going to use your body well tonight. When I claim you as mine.”
I swallow the nervous lump in my throat.
“I’m already sold,” I whisper.
He breaks into a breathtaking smile and butterflies dance in my stomach.
Suddenly I desperately want to please him, I want to blow his mind as much as he’s blowing mine. It’s only fair.
I stand. “You eat your dinner. I’m sucking your cock.” I crawl underneath the table and pull his shorts down; his thick length is already hard and weeping with pre-come.
I take him into my mouth and he lets out a deep husky moan.
Fuck.
This is already the best sex of my life and we didn’t even do it yet.
I take him deep as I stroke him and he inhales sharply as he leans back in his chair. His hand goes to the back of my head. We get into a rhythm and he begins to fuck my mouth. His behind lifting off the chair as he begins to lose control.