Total pages in book: 122
Estimated words: 124140 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 621(@200wpm)___ 497(@250wpm)___ 414(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 124140 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 621(@200wpm)___ 497(@250wpm)___ 414(@300wpm)
“I’m so sorry.”
He stared down at her for a moment before shaking his head. “You’re easy to talk to. We were talking about you and your needs.”
“You think I’m a Little. Have you ever had a Little before? I mean . . . been with someone who was a Little?” Why couldn’t she word this right? She was flustered.
And jealous.
Even though she didn’t exactly know what it would mean to be in that sort of relationship, she didn’t want to think about him having someone so close to him.
“Yes.” His face shut down. “Her name was Elena. She was my sub, my Little, and my fiancée.”
She sucked in a breath. “Was? Is she . . .”
“She died a long time ago, and I swore I’d never have another serious relationship.”
Right.
She shouldn’t feel this hurt because it wasn’t like he’d ever promised her anything.
“But I think this is something you need.”
So he was willing to push aside his reservations to give her what she needed?
She shook her head. “You shouldn’t do something that will make you uncomfortable for me. That’s not fair to you.”
Surprise filled his face. “Pequeña, you constantly surprise me. The thing is, I think I might need this too. I could have lost you today and I need to feel you close.”
She guessed she understood because she felt the same way.
Cat wanted to give him whatever he needed.
And she knew he had to feel like he was in control. Because today he hadn’t felt that way.
“Is there like a manual on how to be a good Little?” she muttered, only half-joking.
He barked out a laugh. “There are some things you can read. Blog posts, books. But mainly, it’s what you and I want it to be. There’s no one way to do this. There’s only the way that feels right to us. And you don’t always have to be a good Little. I’d be willing to bet money that you’ll be quite naughty.”
“Hey! That’s not very nice, Daddy!”
Okay. That didn’t really feel right.
“Don’t force it. I shouldn’t be pushing you. You’re still overwhelmed. Believe it or not, I’ve been accused of being a pushy bastard before.”
She put her hand on her chest with an exaggerated gasp. “No. That comes as a complete shock to me.”
“Brat.”
Alarm filled her as he tried to pull back. Because she wanted to know what it felt like to have him take care of her. And the truth was, she thought she might be a Little. Snuggly and Roger were her prized possessions. Hiding in a fort was her safe place. And she might have been known to throw a tantrum or two, complete with stomping feet.
And she longed for a safe port in the storm. Something her friends tried to give her. But she needed more.
Someone who was a constant.
Only problem was, she knew that constant couldn’t be Alejandro.
30
Cat’s stomach grumbled and Alejandro stiffened.
“Have you not eaten?” he demanded. “I told Bernard to make you something.”
She tried to get off his lap, sensing this might be a dangerous conversation. But he grasped hold of her hips.
“Pequeña?”
“He offered to make something, but I didn’t feel hungry before.”
“He should have insisted you eat. Or told me that you weren’t eating.” Standing, he settled her on his hip and headed to the door. “We’ll take care of that right now.”
Well, this was a strange position to be held in. She was also totally aware of just how naked she was. She glanced down at his firm dick.
He reached for the door handle.
“Alejandro, stop!”
He froze. “What is it?”
“We’re naked.”
“What?”
“Naked. In our birthday suits. Au naturel. In the buff. Doing the full Monty!”
“The full Monty?”
“Uh-huh. And while I don’t mind the view, I don’t really want Bernard seeing my pink ass.” Or any other pink bits of her.
He scowled. “No one gets to see you naked but me.”
“All right, caveman.” She patted his chest. “So maybe you could find us something to wear.”
In the end, he pulled his boxers and pants back on and dressed her in his shirt.
She sighed sadly once he was covered up. He raised an eyebrow at her.
“What? I miss the view. You have got one fuckable ass.” She giggled and danced away from him as he reached for her.
“Fuckable ass? The only ass getting fucked around here is yours!”
“Aww, I thought I could get a strap-on.” She darted around the side of the bed with a scream as he nearly caught her.
Another giggle escaped her. Funny, she didn’t think she’d be laughing today. Yet, here she was, running around the room like a lunatic.
“I don’t think so, brat. Come here. Do as you’re told.”
“Now, where’s the fun in that?” she asked, balancing on the bed as he stood at the end, giving her a stern look.
Funny, she hadn’t imagined him as the playful type. At least not like this.