Total pages in book: 61
Estimated words: 55093 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 275(@200wpm)___ 220(@250wpm)___ 184(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 55093 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 275(@200wpm)___ 220(@250wpm)___ 184(@300wpm)
“Fuck off.” Say what now?
“What did you say?”
“You heard me. Just because my situation in life has changed doesn’t mean that I’m going to take shit from you or anyone else.”
“Is that a fact?” Now my hand did find its way around her throat and I barely restrained myself from throttling the little brat.
“Go ahead, I dare you.”
“Oh you do-do you? If this is a battle of wills you’re about to lose.”
“What are you doing? Let go, stop.”
18
Emily
He didn’t stop. Instead he dragged me away from the door my hand firmly gripped in his down the hallway and into what I saw was his bedroom. I didn’t have time to take in the décor if I were so inclined, because the Neanderthal flung me around in front of him and the next thing I knew, there was a sound of ripping material in the room.
“What the…” I looked down in disbelief as the beautiful gown was torn down the middle. He didn’t stop there, but continued pulling at it until I was standing there in the thong that barely covered anything. His face got even angrier when he saw that that was all I wore beneath the gown.
“Is this how you were planning to go out with someone else tonight?”
“No, I promise.” I tried backing away but he caught me and drew me back to him.
“What were you supposed to do, how was the night supposed to end?”
“It was an auction for…for charity. Dinner and dancing at a later date.” I was trembling now in the face of his dark anger. Maybe Simone had gone too far? And where was she when I was about to be killed?
“You were planning for someone else to see you like this? Why else would you wear it?” Why else indeed. I’m going to skin Simone when I see her. If I live to get out of this room. He didn’t give me a chance to answer, but instead moved me back towards his big sprawling bed that took up almost one complete wall of the room.
“Well, since I’ve already bought and paid for you… twice, let’s see just what it is that I paid for shall we?” If my mouth dropped any farther my lips would drag the floor. “Storm….”
“Shut up, just shut the hell up.” My legs trembled but I was no longer sure if it was from fear or excitement. In all fairness this was just the sort of reaction Simone had predicted. Only she told me he wouldn’t be here for at least another day, after the article came out. Maybe then he would’ve had some time to calm the hell down.
I didn’t utter a sound as he laid me back across the bed and stood back to remove his clothes. Was this really happening to me again? Why is it that whenever I get within spitting distance of this man I always end up in the most compromising positions? There was still time, I could still demand he let me go and I was sure he would let me. At least I was almost certain.
But in the time that he’d been away and with Simone nattering away in my ear, I’d come to realize and accept that I felt more than a slight attraction to him. I should’ve known when I let him do all those things to me on the dance floor and again in the restaurant that I was more than a little in love with him.
But what must he think? This was only our second date, and this one couldn’t really be construed as that. This was so confusing. I knew what I was prepared to do if things had played out the way Simone had promised. I would’ve had time to get used to the idea of going the distance. But would one more day have made so much difference?
I don’t know, I can’t think and there was no time left. My time had ran out. He was naked now, standing between my thighs as I laid back, propped up on my arms unable to resist having a look at him. Oh shit… Should I tell him now that I’m a virgin, and that we might as well call the whole thing off? I’m not learned in sex, but I’ve known since pre-K about fitting shapes into the correct spaces and that thing was never going to fit inside me.
He must’ve seen my hesitation and fear, the fiend, because he took his cock in hand and stroked while planting his knee on the bed between my thighs. I held up a hand as if to ward him off but it was no use. He bit my finger and sucked it into his mouth while something wet and warm dragged across the flesh of my thigh. “You can stop pretending now. I know I might be a little more built than the boys you’re accustomed to playing with, but there’s no need to be afraid of this, it’ll fit.”