Total pages in book: 155
Estimated words: 146417 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 732(@200wpm)___ 586(@250wpm)___ 488(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 146417 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 732(@200wpm)___ 586(@250wpm)___ 488(@300wpm)
She shook her head to clear it because that wasn’t what she’d expected. “What?”
She shuddered as he stroked her with the vibe.
“I want to throw out the three-month thing. We don’t need it. We need to acknowledge that we were always supposed to be together.”
“Again with the fuck you.” What was he trying to do?
He sighed and stepped back, taking away the pleasure part of her torture. His hand came up and he gently pulled on the chain, making pain flare through her nipples. “No cursing. Not unless the fuck is used kindly. Like fuck me Beck, or I need to fuck you. Those fucks are acceptable. Anything else will get you punished.”
“You said we only live in the moment here. We’re not supposed to talk about anything but sex.”
He was gorgeous when he frowned. “I think that was our problem in the first place. We didn’t talk enough. Kim, I love you, but beyond that I know you. I know what you’re planning. You want to take this time with me so you can tell yourself and Roman that you tried, but you’ve already checked out.”
That was too close to the truth. “I’m here, asshole. What more do you want?”
He winced and suddenly he was pulling the chain again. “We only talk about pretty assholes and how fun it would be to fuck yours.”
She was thinking he wouldn’t ever see her pussy again, much less her asshole. “Are you into that now?”
He moved in and touched his forehead to hers. “I’m into everything about you. I want us to be together in any way that brings us both pleasure. But I can’t do that if you won’t open up to me.”
This wasn’t going how she’d thought it would and everything she’d talked to Eve about threatened to bubble over. She couldn’t do this with him. “Maybe you should untie me. You said you wouldn’t use this time to rehash our relationship.”
Without the vibe, her nipples ached with nothing to balance them, but that reminded her what life with Beck had been like. Pleasure and pain. Mostly pain.
Except the last few days had felt like a new beginning.
He kissed her forehead. “I can’t treat this like sex. I know I said I would, but it’s too important. I love you. You’re in my soul and I’m empty without you. If you don’t want to talk here, let’s go to therapy and talk it all out there.”
He was pushing her every button. “You want to relive some past history, Beck? You’re such a hypocrite, and you don’t even realize it. You get me all hot and bothered and then think I’ll do anything to please you?”
“No,” he replied. “It’s the attempt of a desperate man. Say you’ll go with me and I’ll do my best to get this scene back on track.”
He wanted to bargain? When he’d just broken their last one? “Or it’s proof that you never change. Not ever.”
His eyes were oddly soft as he stepped back. “How do I not change?”
Apparently she had to say it. Maybe it would feel good to say it. She was naked and clamped, and he’d done it all to her. “You’re always a bastard. You’re the one who tells someone you want them and then it turns out to be a trick.”
“That’s not all I did.”
Was she falling right into his trap? “No.”
“Say it, Kimberly,” he said quietly. “Say what I did to you.”
She wasn’t going to do anything he told her to. “Fuck you.”
He stepped in and lowered his head to her forehead, cupping her cheeks and whispering to her. “You can’t heal until you acknowledge the wound.”
Had he been talking to Eve? Was this one big conspiracy to force her into fucking therapy? “Let me out.”
He didn’t move, simply kept stroking her hair. “Baby, you can walk away from me. Maybe I don’t deserve a second chance, but you do. You deserve a chance to find a man who doesn’t hurt you, who stands by you no matter what. I want to be that man, but more than that, I need to know if that man shows up, you’ll give him a chance.”
She was not doing this with him. No. He was being a manipulative fucker and she wasn’t doing this. He didn’t get to put her in a damn corner. “Let me out. This is over. Get these stupid things off me and untie me and I am leaving. Do you understand? Roman and I are going to be on a plane tomorrow and you can fuck yourself.”
“I don’t want that. I’m trying so hard to avoid that.” There was a stubborn gleam in his eyes. “If you get on a plane, I’ll be behind you. You need to understand that. I won’t leave you again. Even if you never let yourself love me again, I’ll be your friend.”