Total pages in book: 184
Estimated words: 188108 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 941(@200wpm)___ 752(@250wpm)___ 627(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 188108 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 941(@200wpm)___ 752(@250wpm)___ 627(@300wpm)
He’d just stay a bit longer and make sure.
Uh-huh. That’s why you’re staying.
Not because you’re curious.
His gaze was caught by something next to a chest of drawers. It was the packets of Lego he’d bought her.
She hadn’t built them yet?
For some reason, he was happy about that.
“You know you’re not to run on the stairs, Bunny,” Alexei told her, drawing his attention to them.
She had been running on the stairs.
Oh no. That was a big no-no. She should definitely be punished.
His heart rate increased as she turned to the corner and then poked her ass out.
Dear Lord.
Who knew corner time could also be kind of sexy?
Alexei drew down her pants to her knees and then her panties followed. He tucked her hoodie up her back.
So her bare bottom was on display.
It was already slightly pink.
Wow. This was wow.
He couldn’t deny being fascinated. He watched her sigh and fidget.
“Time starts again, Malyshka,” Alexei warned.
She sighed.
“And an extra minute.”
“Papa, nooo!”
“Every time you complain, shift, or move, another minute gets added.”
Alexei could be stern. But Roman could see that she needed it. He stayed and watched as Alexei worked on the changing unit. This time around, she seemed to know he meant business.
When the ten minutes were up, Alexei went and got her from out of the corner. He pulled up her pants and panties, then picked her up in his arms, whispering to her.
Now, he felt like he was intruding so he quietly walked away.
But it left him with a lot to think about.
Salem leaned back in his chair in frustration.
It seemed like nothing that he did was wielding results. And that Pinky was ahead of them at every step.
Which was starting to make him suspicious.
Their last lead on where he might be had ended up being a complete dud. Even though he’d done his best to verify all of the information.
Had the information been wrong?
Or had someone tipped him off?
Salem would hate to think that someone was feeding Pinky information. But he couldn’t help but wonder . . .
Had one of their team turned against them?
Had they told Pinky that they knew where he was going to be?
There were about ten people that he could think of who had known about their last attempt to get to Pinky. Any one of them could have betrayed him.
However, he still didn’t want to think that someone on his team was going to do that.
If they didn’t achieve results soon, then Riordan would take them off the case. Especially if he didn’t agree to talking to Alina’s men about a trap.
His supervisor seemed to be riding his ass constantly and he’d had enough.
Glancing down at where his girl was kneeling between his legs, sucking on his cock, he moved his fingers through her hair.
He would do anything for her. Even sacrifice his career.
Maybe he should take a break.
And she was the perfect distraction.
He tapped her cheek. “Come off my cock now, Pet.”
She made a noise of discontent.
“Do I need to give you a reminder about obeying me?” he asked sternly.
Tamsyn shifted so she could look up at him, then she slowly slid off his dick.
“Sorry, Sir.”
“Pet, you know better than to disobey me.”
“Yes, Sir. Are you going to punish me?”
“Come up here.” He held out his hand and helped her climb onto his lap so she was facing him.
He ran his hands up her thighs. When they were playing like this, she had to be naked or just wearing a light dress. He always turned up the heating so she was nice and warm.
Despite how uncomfortable it was for him.
Today, he’d put her in a silky nightgown with lace over her breasts and along the bottom of the gown, which reached mid-thigh.
“Such a pretty girl.” He slid one cup of the nightgown to the side so her breast was exposed. “But if you disobey Sir, there are consequences.”
She wriggled. “Are you going to spank me?”
“Hmm. I’m thinking about it.”
She eyed him. “You could just forget about it . . . let me off with a warning. How about some lines? I’m good at lines.”
He had to hide a smile as he played with her nipple. He lowered the other cup so both breasts were easier for him to access.
He would normally torture her a bit with orgasm denial, but he didn’t want her to think that pleasure always came with punishment.
Salem placed her back on her feet. “Kneel, Pet.”
She slid onto her knees and watched him as he drew some things out of a drawer.
He did up his pants before sliding his chair back and patted his lap. “Up you come, Pet. Lie over my lap. We’re going to get your ass ready for your plug.”
A whimper escaped her and she hesitated for a moment.
He expected that. He waited.
Finally, she stood and lay herself over his lap. He moved her into a comfortable position, then slid her nightgown up over her ass.