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)
He wasn’t asking her if she’d taken a lover, but she answered him anyway. “Same as you.”
His hand moved lower. “I hate that. I hate that you haven’t had that comfort. I’m going to spend three months making up for it. I promise you.”
He twisted her around and she found herself with her back to his front, that marvelous cock of his rubbing against her ass. It was going too fast, but she couldn’t stop it. She didn’t even want to. He held her in place and there was such comfort in his strength. She could stop him if she wanted to. Hell, she wasn’t even sure he would go through with the threat. Deep inside she knew he was doing this so she wouldn’t have to agonize over the choice. She sank into that feeling. For years she’d had to be strong. Even though she’d had help, she’d been on her own, been responsible for a whole human being all by herself.
She let her head fall back against his chest and decided to worry about everything else later. She’d promised to be his submissive for three months, and that meant letting him take control and give her the pleasure she couldn’t take for herself.
She wanted it. There had been a part of her that feared her sexuality had fled in the last few years, but that need roared back now as one of Beck’s big hands slid down her body and under the waist of her slacks.
“I think you’ve had a rough couple of days, baby. It’s my job to make sure you’re relaxed,” he whispered in her ear, his tongue licking the shell. “You’re not going to fight me.”
“We made a deal.” And she was already regretting the fact that she’d got him down to three months. It was perverse, but he’d always had this effect on her.
“That’s right. I get you all to myself after we put our son to bed.” His fingers slipped under the waistband of her undies and closer and closer to her clitoris. “And I can’t wait to get you in Sanctum.”
She didn’t care as long as he would keep doing what he was doing. His fingers started to rub circles around her clitoris, giving her just the right amount of pressure. “I haven’t been in a club with people in it. I might not like it.”
She groaned as he started building the tension, sparking waves that she knew would quickly build.
“You’ll like it. You’ll love it. There’s no shame there. We’ll fuck hard while other couples watch us and get hot at the sight. They’ll all look at you and know how gorgeous my sub is. Tell me you don’t get hot at the thought.”
She couldn’t. She couldn’t find the will to breathe, much less speak, because he pressed a finger into her pussy while his thumb stroked her clitoris and the pleasure rushed over her, reminding her of everything she’d missed in the last few years. Her head buzzed with the sweet sensation of her body going over that edge. Beck held her tight as she rode the high of her first man-given orgasm in years.
“That’s a preview of what I intend to do to you for the next three months,” he promised. “Now take care of me. I swear, Kim, all you’ll have to do is touch my cock and I’ll come in your hand. I’m so close.”
A thrill went through her because he didn’t sound like a Dom who’d gotten what he wanted. He sounded like a man who was desperate to feel a woman’s touch. Her touch. Only hers.
She still had some power.
There was a knock on the door, and she practically leapt out of his arms.
“Beck, I need to talk to you.” Ezra’s voice came through the thin door, and she worried she hadn’t been as quiet as she’d tried to be.
Beck cursed under his breath. “I’m leaving him here. He can swim back to Malta.”
She hadn’t even thought about the fact that they would be leaving Ezra behind.
“Uhm, the guy on that tape, the one you call Levi Green,” Ezra was saying. He stopped as though he wasn’t sure how to phrase what he needed to say. “He was our contact. For our unit. You know the one I was in before I was a priest.”
She looked to Beck, whose eyes had gone wide. He jerked the door open and confronted his brother.
“Are you telling me the same guy who was investigating you sent you on the fucking assignments?” Beck asked.
Ezra nodded. “I didn’t know his name. He was our Agency contact.”
“Damn it.” Beck sighed. “Get ready, then. We’re all going back to Dallas.”
It looked like she had a new home.
For a few months.
Chapter Twelve
Two days later, Kim thanked the bodyguard who’d come to pick her and Roman up at Beck’s house. Jamal Lewis was a massive man who looked like he should be playing linebacker instead of escorting a mom and her kid, but he’d proven himself to be a gentle giant with Roman. He’d joked around and made Roman comfortable as he’d driven through the streets of Dallas. He’d been a soothing presence with his deep baritone voice. He’d talked about his dog and how much fun the kids seemed to have at the office’s daycare.