Total pages in book: 29
Estimated words: 27053 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 135(@200wpm)___ 108(@250wpm)___ 90(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 27053 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 135(@200wpm)___ 108(@250wpm)___ 90(@300wpm)
I was up and moving toward her before I realized what the fuck I was doing. I stood beside her, and Mina tipped her head back, staring at me with wide, beautiful eyes full of anticipation.
“So perfect,” I whispered and tunneled my hand in the long, silky strands, gripped a chunk, and tipped her head back.
Her neck became even more exposed, and my dick jerked at the sight of that creamy, smooth expanse on display.
The effect Mina had on me was visceral, consuming… permanent.
“You look like you want something from me, pretty girl.” I stared at her lips, knowing exactly what I wanted.
“You,” was all she said.
I lowered my head, running my nose along the side of her face from her temple to the line of her jaw. I inhaled, scenting her and closing my eyes because she smelled incredible.
I felt her tremble against me, ran my tongue over her racing pulse at the base of her throat, and growled low.
Mina made me feel like a predator. I wanted to hunt her, capture her, then make her irrevocably mine.
Fuck. I was in deep.
“Carter.”
I groaned at how my name sounded falling from her lips.
“You’re breathless, sweet girl.”
She moaned out, “You have that effect on me.”
“You’ll be mine in all ways, Mina, because I’m not letting you fucking go.”
She didn’t know it yet, but those words held all the fucking meaning I felt. And now that they were out in the open, there was no going back.
“How wet are you for me?” My voice was guttural against the shell of her ear.
She shivered, moaned, and then nodded, as if she couldn’t verbally say what I wanted to hear.
“Tell me. Be Daddy’s good girl and tell me what I want to hear.”
“So wet,” she whispered.
I felt my fingers flex, tightening in the strands.
“Say it again,” I commanded.
She moaned, her eyes fluttering open but staying hooded as if she didn’t have the strength to keep them open.
“I’m so wet for you.”
“That’s my good girl.” I dragged my tongue along the side of her face, tasting her before I let go of her.
My need for her was uncomplicated. I wanted her as mine. And I wanted her so lost and drunk that she only wanted me, as well.
It took a hell of a lot of self-control and restraint to walk back to my chair, sit down in front of the place setting, and eat. My cock was throbbing, I had a decent sized wet spot on the front of my slacks, and my mind was wrapped in all things Mina.
“Seriously?” she breathed out, and I felt my lips twitch in amusement. “You’re gonna turn me on like that and just… eat dinner like nothing happened?”
I wiped my mouth with the linen napkin and leaned back as I grabbed my beer bottle. I was silent as I drank half the bottle and stared at her over the rim.
She was so pretty when she was turned on and annoyed all in the same breath. Only when I set the bottle down did I smirk.
“Eat up, baby. You’ll need the fuel for the hard fucking I plan on giving you tonight.”
Chapter
Fourteen
MINA
As soon as I set my fork down, finished my glass of wine, and wiped my lips, Carter was up and out of his chair, striding toward me.
He had me out of the chair, his arms wrapped around me, and pulled me in so tightly I felt how hard he was. His cock was like a lead pipe digging into my belly. And it was the most arousing feeling.
“It’s gonna be hard and fast at first,” he murmured against my lips. “After that, I’ll make sure it’s sweet and slow.”
I let my head fall back slightly, felt his tongue make a path along the side of my throat before he was thrusting it inside my mouth once more.
“I’ll make sure my girl comes three times before she passes out from the pleasure.”
I didn’t get a word out before he was lifting me into his arms and striding, presumably, to his bedroom. But hell, he could have cleared off the table with a sweep of his arm and fucked me in the remnants of his destruction.
“I’m a fucking fiend for you, Mina.”
And then we were in his room. Carter shut the door with a hard shove from his foot. My heart was racing as he laid me out on the bed and immediately started stripping me until I lay spread out, totally nude, and dripping wet.
“Spread wider,” he demanded, his focus between my legs as he started getting undressed. “Daddy wants to see how pretty and pink his good girl is.”
My legs were already slightly parted, but I obeyed easily—eagerly. I let my thighs fall all the way open until my pussy was on display.
“Mmm,” he hummed and shed the last of his clothes so he could now fist his huge, hard cock. “So pink and wet.” He looked up at me, the shadows playing across his face. “Tell me what I want to hear.”