Total pages in book: 30
Estimated words: 28145 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 141(@200wpm)___ 113(@250wpm)___ 94(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 28145 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 141(@200wpm)___ 113(@250wpm)___ 94(@300wpm)
"That depends...on whether you're offering what I want."
Leighton could barely hear her thoughts over the way her heart had started hammering.
"Are you?"
She struggled to control her feelings, but it was impossible. She struggled to calm herself down, but this, too, was impossible. Since the moment she had seen James Winterbourne standing naked in front of her...a part of Leighton had already known.
All the things that had happened, all the things that she had felt...
It had all been leading to this moment.
And with every cell in her body clamoring for his touch, she heard herself whisper, "Yes."
JAMES' ENTIRE BODY turned rigid with desire at Leighton's surrender, and he had to clench his fists against the urge to haul her close. If things were to work between them, she first had to know certain things about him. And if she still accepted James after that...
"I have two rules when it comes to fucking."
Leighton could only gulp. Rules? She had no idea that sex ever came with rules, but maybe this was another thing that only rich people concerned themselves with?
"And you need to agree to them first."
"What kind of rules?" she asked hesitantly.
"I like being in control."
"Oh."
"Do you think you'll have a problem with that?"
Leighton slowly shook her head.
"Good."
The purr in James' voice made Leighton squirm in her feet. She was just so, so wet, and all because of the sound of his voice.
"I also have a tendency to get rough."
Leighton started feeling faint. "Rough like...how?"
"I'd never do anything to harm you," James said swiftly. "You will feel pain, but it's the kind of pain that I can promise you'd enjoy."
"I s-see."
"I need you to be okay with that."
"I guess—-"
"It has to be an absolute yes or no, Leighton."
She took a deep breath and just went with her instincts (which were hopefully not just her hormones in disguise). "Yes."
"Good girl."
Leighton bit her lip hard. Good girl? She had never imagined herself being attracted to a man who said things like that. She had always thought it a little too kinky for her tastes, but when it was James saying those words...
"And you?" James asked. "Do you have any rules for me?"
"It's just..."
James couldn't help feeling curious at the way Leighton started fidgeting. "You can tell me anything, baby."
Leighton had an even worse time getting her thoughts straight, with James calling her baby making her breasts swell and ache rather demandingly.
James, on the other hand, interpreted Leighton's continued silence as hesitation. Perhaps what she had to ask was something likely to shock him? Maybe she had her own kinky request—-
"The thing is..."
James mentally prepared himself for the worst-—
"I can only be in this room for an additional forty-five minutes max," Leighton blurted out in a rush, "and not a second more."
What the hell? That was her greatest concern? A time limit for their time together?
"Do you think that's enough to, uh—-" Leighton's voice broke off at the sudden sound of James' laugh. "It's not funny," she protested even as she found herself struggling to stifle her own smile. "I don't want to risk losing my job—-" Leighton's words ended up in a gasp when James suddenly grabbed her hand—-
"I'll make it work, baby, trust me."
And then he yanked Leighton towards him, and as soon as she fell on top of his body, James held her face and took took possession of her mouth.
Everything was just happening so fast that Leighton was almost tempted to panic, but the moment James' tongue thrust inside her mouth, her resistance simply melted away, and Leighton could only wrap her arms around him with a moan as she surrendered to James' masterful possession.
James made a thorough exploration of Leighton's mouth, which tasted exquisitely hot and sweet, and just a little minty. He kissed her with languid expertise, nibbling on her lips and suckling on her tongue, and it was only when he felt her body gradually relax did he gruffly deliver his first command.
"Try sucking my tongue, baby."
The words made Leighton's fingers clutch his shirt even as she found herself doing as ordered. She sucked on his tongue, shyly and awkwardly at first, with the whole thing feeling rather terrifyingly and strangely intimate. But when she heard James' breathing turn into pants, her own fears eased, and she soon found herself sucking on James' tongue passionately and eagerly.
Driven wild by Leighton's rare mix of innocence and wantonness, James soon couldn't keep himself from swiftly rolling them on the bed so that Leighton's soft, trembling body was now under his.
Leigh cried out in protest when the kiss abruptly ended, but the sound quickly turned into a whimper as she felt James' mouth hungrily moving down her neck and start nuzzling the valley between her breasts.
A moment later, James had also pushed her bra up, one hand already plumping her breast—-