Total pages in book: 17
Estimated words: 15443 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 77(@200wpm)___ 62(@250wpm)___ 51(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 15443 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 77(@200wpm)___ 62(@250wpm)___ 51(@300wpm)
“But—” My fingers come up to her parted lips, silencing her. Between seeing her beauty for the first time and every other piece of shit that saw her as she made her way here into my lair, I’m so pissed off.
“Kitten, I’m not interested in negotiating. You’re mine.”
“I made a mistake coming here.” She moves to get up, but I shake my head and nudge her back onto the seat.
“That you did, but it works in my favor. So listen, Kitten, you can leave, and I’ll string your stepbrother up by his balls and let him slowly rot, or you stay, and I’ll be making you come every single fucking day.” Her eyes flicker from shock and fear to lust.
“What if I don’t want either option?”
“You shouldn’t have come storming my gates, demanding to be heard. Kitten, you’ve been heard—loud and clear. So what’s it going to be?”
“I’ll stay.”
“Good girl. Now that you’ve gotten my attention, what would you like to do, Rory?”
“Um…go home.”
Damn, the fire in my gut burned hotter than hell itself. She would pay for that. I don’t understand what she’s doing to me, and that upsets me almost as much as her need to bolt. “Fine. I’ll be looking for your stepbrother.”
“I don’t have any clothes or anything here.”
“It’s fine. You don’t need to get anything. I’ll have your dress for tonight prepared and delivered before the party starts.” I send a text to my sister, who’s a fashion designer in town.
I need a beautiful party dress for your future sister-in-law. I’m not sure what her size is, but around yours or mom’s. Can’t talk now. Call you later.
“The party?”
“Yes, I’m hosting a New Year’s Eve party, and it’s going to be very nice to have you on my arm. After that, you’ll have your own new wardrobe. And you won’t be wearing that shit anymore.”
“What’s wrong? I thought this would entice you. It seemed to be working. Rudy said that you’d think it was sexy on me.”
“Oh, it does. And it doesn’t belong on you. I want to gouge out every last one of my men’s eyes out, and you’re lucky it was just your stepbrother that brought you here.”
“You know about him dropping me off?”
“Kitten, my cameras saw you coming. I saw you coming. I watched you touch up your make up before you reached the gate. Although you don’t need to wear any at all.” She blushes, and I continue. “I watched as you flirted with my guard in an attempt to get in here. If you hadn’t been so damn clumsy about it, I would have to kill him.” I meant that. She doesn’t understand how dangerous I am.
“I don’t know what I’m doing, Mr. Devlin,” she confesses, giving me more to take in about her personality.
“Call me Maddox. And don’t worry. I will show you what I want and give you what you need.” I take her hands and lift her out of the chair, taking the seat myself. “Now, show me what’s mine.”
“What?”
“Take off your clothes.”
“Right here? Right now?” Her eyes widen, but I’m not in the mood to wait. She’s got my cock harder than it’s ever been.
“I thought you were here to save your stepbrother, Kitten. Start with those uncomfortable shoes.” The flush of embarrassment creeps down her face to the tops of her breasts. “Now.”
She sets one heeled foot between my spread out legs. Fuck, she’s already more seductive than she means to be. Her tiny, slender fingers graze her ankle as she reaches for the clasp on the strap. It’s pleasurable torture to watch. My cock agrees, stretching painfully against my zipper. She switches to the other, but she struggles as her hand shakes, and it’s too much for me. My hands grab hers and push them out of the way.
Never in my wildest imagination did I ever picture taking off a woman’s shoes as something sexually stimulating, but Rory has made me into a man I don’t even recognize. A tremble of desire runs through her as my hands rub her sexy leg. She’s so tiny that one of my hands goes around her ankle. Damn, I’m going to destroy her pussy.
I set the shoe on the floor and wave my hand. “Continue.”
“But what if someone comes in?” she complains.
“No one is that stupid to walk in on me in here. Besides, I warned them already. That’s all that needs to be done.”
“So, this is your usual.” Ouch. There come the claws. Fuck, it’s so sexy.
“Don’t get jealous. I do not bring women to my home. And it’s been so long since I had a woman’s touch that I can’t even remember it. Now, lose the dress before I shred it.” Fuck it. I stand up and grab the hem and lift it over her head, tossing it on the floor.