Total pages in book: 75
Estimated words: 69286 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 346(@200wpm)___ 277(@250wpm)___ 231(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 69286 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 346(@200wpm)___ 277(@250wpm)___ 231(@300wpm)
I can’t stop the smirk that twists on my face. I lean in, slow and steady, keeping my stare locked on Scarlett’s beautiful cocoa gaze. “Trust that I’ll know you by the time you say I do,” I tell her. “While we stand here, at an impasse, I have the urge to bend you over my desk and spank your ass until you’re screaming for me to stop. Punishment for breaking into my office and looking through my private documents.”
“Then punish me,” she bites, stepping back out of my hold, and my hands already miss the feel of her soft curves. Scarlett crosses her arms, her tits teasing from the low neckline of her tight top. The smooth, creamy flesh taunting from only inches away, and for a moment, I picture them bound with rope, her nipples hard and clamped while I paddle her unruly ass.
“Drop your arms.” My voice is stern. There is no debate in the order, and when her eyes flash with understanding, she obeys. “Open your legs, wide.” Once again, my dominant voice takes hold, the words spearing into her as she slowly shifts her bare feet on the cool, hardwood floors.
“Is that what gets you off?” Scarlett grits, her teeth grinding as her jaw ticks in frustration. Fighting the urge to chuckle, I close the distance between us and grip her shoulder. My fingers dig into the soft skin before I trail my touch down her arm to find her hip once more.
The moment I circle her waist, my hand grabs the fleshy globe of her ass, causing her to whimper when I squeeze. I know she likes the dominance. “It does. I love watching you obey me like a good little girl,” I tell her.
“I’m not calling you Daddy.” Her voice is cold, icy as it cools the heat between us for a second, and this time, I do laugh out loud.
“That’s not my kink, sweetheart,” I inform her. “But I do expect you to do as I say, in and out of the bedroom.” Moving my free hand to her other hip, I hold her steady before I trace my fingers over the crack of her ass. “This is mine.” My touch tickles its way over the curve of her outer thigh before I cup her between her legs. “This is mine as well.”
“Lycan…” My name is a hoarse whisper that tumbles free from her lips, the usually sweet tone husky with need. “Please.”
“Please?” My brow arches in question as I dip my fingers into the warm material, the wetness of her seeping through, and I feel like a god taking hold of his prize. “I like when you beg as well.”
“I… I’ve…” Her words are mumbled, but she can’t form sentences as I tease her pretty pussy with my fingers. Stroking her outside those tiny shorts, I send her reeling as her small hands grip my shoulders in a fierce hold. This is what we did in her bedroom, but this room, this space, is mine. My hand moves up, then dips under the waistband of her shorts.
“Tell me you don’t want me,” I order, needing her to give me permission to dip into the tight heat I know is waiting for me. “Tell me I’m a bad man, and you hate me.” Her mouth opens, and for a moment, I expect her to refuse my advance, but when she doesn’t, I dip two fingers into her cunt, which is dripping wet. I pump once, twice, before I lean in and whisper my lips along her cheek. “Tell me how I don’t make you crave the darkness,” I murmur, the warmth of my breath feathering over her neck, and my teeth latch onto the soft, fleshy earlobe, and I bite down hard, causing a slew of whimpers and moans to fall free.
“I can’t.” Her admission has my cock throbbing, begging to be let loose to finally claim my fiancée. I walk her back until her ass hits the desk, and I gently push her down until she’s leaning back on her elbows. My hands tug at her shorts, and then they’re sliding down her legs.
This is too easy.
The thought comes to me quickly, and I have a feeling my soon-to-be wife has a plan to bring this contract to an end. Only, she doesn’t realize I’m the one in charge. I’m in control. She may attempt to thwart my plans, but she won’t win.
I drop to one knee and push her thighs apart. Looking up at her through my lashes, I grin. “Listen to me, and listen well,” I tell her before my tongue darts out to swipe at the smooth lips that glisten with arousal. Her legs tremble on either side of my face. “You can never top me from the bottom.”