Total pages in book: 93
Estimated words: 92474 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 462(@200wpm)___ 370(@250wpm)___ 308(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 92474 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 462(@200wpm)___ 370(@250wpm)___ 308(@300wpm)
She practically sagged in his arms. She loved the feel of him taking control. And she trusted him not to hurt her, not to take things too far. Maybe that was naive of her, but there was this feeling of safety that came with being in Victor’s arms.
“Yes, I understand.”
“Good girl.” He removed his hand from her neck, and she stood there, trembling, her ass on fire.
“Raise your arms in the air.” He grabbed the bottom of her top.
Oh, heck. She hadn’t expected he’d want to completely strip her.
Well, that wasn’t quite true. She’d been hoping they’d both get naked. But between the sheets in the dark, where he wouldn’t see her imperfect, dimply body.
“Do I need to spank you again?”
“What? No! What kind of question is that?”
He placed his hand over her neck again, and that wavy, fuzzy feeling moved over her once more. What was it about that dominant move that just did it for her?
“Because you’re not doing as you were told, little bit. And while I can usually be a patient man, I find that my patience is greatly challenged when it comes to you. And I need you to obey me, understand?”
“Yes, Victor.”
“Good girl.” He stepped back and with shaky hands, she drew off her sweater and T-shirt, then got rid of the bra.
“Turn around.”
Yikes. Feeling tense, she turned, but couldn’t meet his gaze. Because if she saw any sign that he didn’t like what he saw . . .
He stepped into her space, putting his finger under her chin to tilt her head back. Then leaning in, he nipped at her mouth with his teeth. “You are fucking beautiful.”
The tension started to ease. What was she so worried about?
Cupping her breast, he lightly pinched the nipple and she moaned.
“I love the noises you make. You are never to hold back, understand? Give me all the noises. All of your reactions.”
“Yes, Victor.”
“I want to fucking worship you like the queen you are and at the same time, I want to order you to your knees and take your mouth with my cock. I want to claim every part of you. Make every inch mine. But I’m trying to be good here.”
“Maybe I don’t want good. Maybe I’ve been the good girl all my life. And what I want is something real. Honest. Raw.”
“Fuck. Fuck.” He leaned in and kissed her again. This time, his teeth tugged at her lower lip, dragging it down so he could claim her with his kiss. When he drew back, they were both breathing heavily.
“I want you to go sit on the sofa and lean back against its arm with your legs spread.”
She moved over in a daze. She couldn’t believe she was naked while he was still dressed.
It was sexy as hell.
“Fuck yes, baby.” He just stood there, staring at her. “Part the lips of your pussy. Show it to me. Show me the pussy that belongs to me.”
Damn. She wished she could read more into those words. She wanted to be his. But she wasn’t entirely sure if he meant it or not.
Reaching down, her fingers trembling with a mix of trepidation and excitement, she spread her pussy lips.
His face heated, his eyes staring down at her with utter precision and intent.
“Fuck, baby. You have no idea how much I need you right now.”
He shocked her by getting on his knees. Right between her legs. She moved her fingers away from her lower lips.
“What are you doing?” He gave the side of her thigh a sharp smack. “Did I say move your fingers?”
“No, but are you . . . are you going to put your mouth on me there?”
“That a problem?” he asked. “Because if it is, you need to get over it.”
“Victor!”
He stared up at her firmly. “I mean it, baby. There is no way that I’m not having a taste of you. Now, put your fingers back where they were like a good girl, or you’ll be over my knee.”
Her breath came in sharp pants as she moved her fingers back to her pussy. “I’ve been working all day.”
“Yep.”
“I haven’t showered.”
“Ah-huh.”
“Are you sure you want to . . .”
“Yes, now be quiet or I’ll gag you.”
Holy shit. He sure knew how to romance a girl.
And are you complaining?
No, she was not.
Then his face was between her legs. He brushed her hand out of the way to run his tongue along her slick lips and a moan escaped her. It was so loud that she worried about whether the next-door neighbors could hear her.
Eh, it wasn’t like she hadn’t heard plenty of things through their thin walls that she wished she hadn’t. Like the fact that her neighbor sounded like a squealing pig when he came.
Yeah, that had been enough to make her invest in some ear plugs.