Total pages in book: 24
Estimated words: 22112 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 111(@200wpm)___ 88(@250wpm)___ 74(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 22112 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 111(@200wpm)___ 88(@250wpm)___ 74(@300wpm)
A pang of sadness hits me with that thought, but I quickly push it away. I don’t want to belong to anyone. I’m a free spirit on the run. People cause more harm than help and use you in the end. It’s always about what you can do for them. If they do something for you, then you owe them later. It’s a cycle I’m keeping myself out of.
Reaching down, I grab the tracker around my ankle. Yeah, he really does think I’m a piece of property. Would it be so bad if he used me?
Cheese on a cracker, Rue, get it together! A few killer orgasms and now I’m ready to become an object? I’ve really lost my mind this time, and it makes me tug on the tracker harder.
“Knock it off.” Maxim’s voice booms through the bedroom, making me freeze like a kid caught stealing candy. He stalks over toward me and pulls my hand away from it.
“It’s not coming off.” I roll my eyes at him.
“I know that.” He pushes it up my ankle to rub the red spot from where I was yanking on it. “You’re hurting yourself.” He gently caresses my ankle, and it sends a warm chill over my body.
“You’re weird.” I pull my leg away before tucking them under me.
“If I want your ankle, I could easily take it back, firecracker.”
His tone is playful, but I roll away from him. It’s too bad I misjudge how big the bed is and tumble right off the side.
“Ouch!” I yelp when I hit the floor. Does no one have carpet anymore?
“Fucking hell.” Maxim storms over and plucks me off the floor. “What am I going to do with you?”
“Let me go?” I give him my best smile. It usually works on people. I bat my eyelashes at him too, trying to appear innocent. Apparently that ship has kind of sailed with him.
“Not happening.” He sets me back down on the bed. “Did you hit your head?” Maxim starts giving me a full body inspection.
It’s pretty cute how he’s fretting, so I let him. That is until flashes of him sucking on my nipples come flooding back. Then I remember his head between my thighs while he feasted on me like it was his last meal. I’m getting turned on and can feel how wet I am.
Smacking his hand away is the only way to stop this before it gets out of control again.
“Rue.” He snatches my wrist and stares at me.
“I’m fine.” I wiggle my fingers. “You're cutting off the circulation.”
“Liar.” I am, but he releases me. “Food. You need to eat.”
“Food. You need to eat,” I parrot but in an annoying voice. If I’m going to be annoyed, then I’m going to annoy him back. Too bad he only smirks. I kick my foot out to nail him in the chin, but he catches it. “How do you move so fast?”
“Like this?” He flips me over onto my stomach and then his hand pushes down on my back. He’s holding me in place while he lifts my skirt, and before I can react, his palm smacks down on my bare ass.
I go completely still. Did he really spank me? His next smack lands on the other cheek, the sharp sting jolting me back to reality.
“What are you doing, you crazy kidnapper!”
“You behave like a brat and I’ll treat you like one.” His hand comes down on my ass again.
The sting of the slap shoots through me and goes straight to my clit. I press my thighs together, not wanting to believe it. I can’t be turned on by this.
“Keep those thighs spread, firecracker,” Maxim says and lands another smack. He gives the back of one of my thighs a small pop, and I spread them instantly. “That’s a good girl.” His hand caresses my ass. “But I think you still need a few more.”
“Yes,” I moan, and I’m shameless now as my thighs spread wider.
“Now you’re being a very good girl,” he says before he gives me a few more swats. I whimper when his hand rubs my ass and his strokes get lower each time. His fingers dip between my legs, and I lift my ass off the bed. “You need something, little firecracker?”
His tone isn’t smug, and when I peek over my shoulder, his expression is one of lust-filled hunger.
“Please.” I lick my suddenly dry lips. “Daddy.”
Maxim sucks in a deep breath, and his nostrils flare. “There you go toying with me again.”
“I’m sorry.”
“Liar.” He lifts his hand, smacking my ass again.
“Yes!” I moan as I lift my ass higher. I can’t help myself.
Maxim mutters a curse right before his thick fingers part my wet folds. Once again, he turns my world upside down with pleasure unlike any I’ve ever known.
This is the first time I’ve actually enjoyed being bad without an ounce of guilt.