Total pages in book: 67
Estimated words: 64793 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 324(@200wpm)___ 259(@250wpm)___ 216(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 64793 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 324(@200wpm)___ 259(@250wpm)___ 216(@300wpm)
Dillan never fucked me like this.
Dillan didn’t even like to eat my pussy.
Keir fucks me until I come, then he fucks me some more.
And by the end, my eyes shut without my consent as I drop to the bed unconscious.
I go to roll over and stretch, but something is preventing me. When I try to pull my hands down, I’m unable to move them. What the fuck? I manage to half sit up to see Keir coming out of the shower, naked, and drying his face.
“You tied me up?” I yell while trying to pull free. His dark eyes find mine, and I have to remember, even through the amazing sex, who this man is and what he’s capable of.
“You ran away. Did you really think I would forget?”
“I came back, you fucking idiot.”
His tongue darts out and licks his teeth as he takes a deep breath. “No one would dare speak to me the way you do.”
“Because they’re all your puppets, and you are the puppet master,” I scream at him. “I’m a hostage. There is a fucking difference.”
“Is there, though?” He leaves me lying there as he enters his closet, and when he comes back out a few minutes later, his trousers and shirt are on but not done up.
“I need to pee, or I’ll get an infection,” I tell him.
“I cleaned you,” he responds casually.
“Your cum is still in my vagina. Let me wash up and pee,” I reiterate, trying not to yell this time around. I’m still naked.
“I’ll bring Joey in to help. I’m late for a meeting.” He moves toward the door, doing up his buttons on the way.
“No fucking way. You untie me, now.”
Keir glances back, his eyes scanning my body. When he reaches me, I think he’s going to laugh in my face. “Make it fast.” He undoes the ties, and I manage to move. As soon as I stand, I rush to the bathroom, stretching as I go. I use the toilet, then turn on the shower and step in. I wasn’t lying when I told him I need to shower. I don’t care if he says he cleaned me or not, I need to clean me. I can see myself in the mirror from the shower and notice dried blood. Just as I start to scrub it off, he walks in, and I see a small nick on his neck as well.
“Get out,” he growls.
I ignore him.
No fucking way.
He approaches the door, and I reach for him, pulling him under the water. My hands find his cock through his pants, and I cup it, squeezing. “Fucking tie me down again, and I’ll slice your neck in your sleep next time.”
Keir is a cold, calculating man. Smart, fast, and deadly. His hand encircles my wrist and applies pressure until I have to release his cock from my grip. He’s now standing under the water with me, fully dressed but soaking wet. I smile at him and step back farther as I continue washing my body.
“Get dressed and meet me in the foyer.” He doesn’t sound angry, and that has me worried. Should I be worried?
“No!” I yell.
Keir shakes his head and steps out, drenched. As I start to wash my hair, Joey and Roberto saunter in, both sets of eyes on me. I don’t bother covering up as they get to me—I know what they’re here to do.
“Turn the water off, Sailor,” Roberto states with a preciseness to his voice I haven’t noticed before. I do as he says then Joey passes me a towel. I take it, wrapping it around my body and stepping out. Two sets of hands land on my arms and pull me out of the bathroom and back into the bedroom. Keir is heading toward the door.
“Coward,” I call out after him.
He pauses. I wait for him to speak, but he says nothing and walks out.
“Can I at least get dressed?” I ask the boys.
Joey lets me go to take up a post at the door as Roberto pulls my bag over and nods his head to it.
“Don’t suppose I can get any privacy?”
Neither of them replies, and I know that’s my answer. Reaching for the first thing I see, I pull it over my head and slide on some underwear before Roberto takes my wrists and ties them together. “Sit.”
I do as he says and sit on the bed, my wrists tied in front of me. At least I’m sitting up this time. Joey hands me a black remote before he touches a button, and a television lowers from the ceiling.
Ha. Didn’t know that was there.
“Do you think he will do it himself?” I ask.
Once again, I get no response from either of them.
“I don’t think he will. Small penis and all.”
Roberto cracks a small smile before it’s gone. He knows I’m lying. Keir has an amazing penis, asshole that he is.