Total pages in book: 26
Estimated words: 24048 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 120(@200wpm)___ 96(@250wpm)___ 80(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 24048 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 120(@200wpm)___ 96(@250wpm)___ 80(@300wpm)
Drago didn’t go down to explore her cunt, instead, he stayed focused on her tight clit. He used a second finger to work her body, heightening her arousal, and he felt the change within her. Much to his surprise, Selma was close to orgasm.
He didn’t have long to make the decision to allow her to prolong her orgasm and deny her instant release, but there would be time for all of that. Drago sent her over the edge and held her as she came. Her orgasm took her by surprise, his name spilling from her lips as the pleasure took over.
It was her first orgasm, he just knew it, and it was the start of many to come.
Chapter Four
The following day at breakfast, Selma couldn’t help but keep stealing glances toward her husband.
Last night had been insane. Well, not exactly insane, but amazing. She wasn’t quite sure if it had happened, but it had. They had been in the pool together, and he’d brought her to an amazing orgasm. Afterward, they had both gone to change, and then enjoyed dinner together and dessert, a chocolate mousse. It was delicious.
But then, Drago had walked her to her bedroom and had left for the night. Selma didn’t know if she had done anything wrong or if she was reading too much into it.
Now, at breakfast, Drago was reading his morning paper. He hadn’t come to collect her, but she’d taken a chance and made her way downstairs to the breakfast table. Fruit and toast was on offer. Drago had bacon and eggs, which he’d already finished. The coffee was excellent.
Selma didn’t know what to do or say. Should she tell him she wanted more? Did she want more?
Yes!
What he had done to her body had felt amazing. It was far better than any kind of book and the truth was, she wanted more. Even if he was the enemy.
He’s still my husband.
My father all but gave me to him to save his own life.
She didn’t know what to say to Drago.
Piercing a piece of strawberry, she took a bite. Did she mess up last night? Is that why he didn’t want her? Why did it even matter?
After an orgasm, he had left her alone, and she tried to sleep. What a joke. There had been no sleep for her. Nothing. Zip. Nada. She felt exhausted but also wired as well, but that could be the coffee.
“What did I do wrong?” Selma asked, and nearly choked on the strawberry she’d been chewing.
Selma looked toward her husband, and Drago didn’t respond right away. Instead, he reached for his coffee and took a long sip. It didn’t take anyone that long to drink coffee. She was tempted to snatch it right out of his hands, but that would be rude.
“Wrong?” Drago asked.
Selma took a deep breath, but she chickened out. “Never mind. I don’t know what I was thinking.”
Drago reached out and took hold of her wrist. “Don’t lie to me, Selma. There is no reason to. Just tell me what’s on your mind?”
Selma couldn’t help but glance toward the corners of the room where guards stood. She didn’t want to talk about sex with them overhearing. It was bad enough they might have heard her mention she was a virgin just the other day.
“Leave us,” Drago said.
Selma didn’t know if she wanted them to leave because at least they did provide protection against her own mouth vomit.
There was no protest.
Drago was the boss.
She was at his mercy.
“Talk to me,” Drago said.
She pressed her lips together and frowned.
You don’t want to have a bad marriage.
You don’t want to live in a nightmare.
Don’t fight him.
Don’t make him hate you.
“Last night, you … left me in my bedroom. Did I do something wrong? Did I hurt you? Was I … awful?” With each question she asked, she felt her cheeks start to deepen red.
Nibbling her lip, she glanced down at her hands, which were clasped together within her lap. Drago got up and moved toward her. She didn’t look up, nor pay him any attention.
He reached out and placed a finger beneath her chin, and tilted her head back. She looked into his beautiful blue eyes and expected to see anger or annoyance, but there was none of that.
“You did nothing wrong, my sweet. You told me you were a virgin, and I know you’ve been protected your whole life. Your father’s only mistake was taking you to that party, where I attended. No one knew of your existence. He kept you safe and made sure no one told his secret.”
This made Selma frown. She had met a lot of people over the years. How had her father made it so no one knew who she was? Did she even want to know the answer?
“Last night I gave you your first orgasm and I know that can be … overwhelming. I don’t want you to be afraid of me. Trust me, Selma, I want to fuck you and make love to you, and show you everything you’ve been missing. I will not scare you.”