Total pages in book: 153
Estimated words: 154595 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 773(@200wpm)___ 618(@250wpm)___ 515(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 154595 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 773(@200wpm)___ 618(@250wpm)___ 515(@300wpm)
“Why not?”
“Be-because . . . because that was years ago! I’ve gone through college since then. I don’t . . . I don’t need you to avenge me.”
“I want to, though. Very much so.” There was a look of deadly promise in his eyes. And she knew she was dealing with the darker side of him. He wasn’t her Daddy right in that moment or her Grumpy Bear.
Nope. Right then, he was her champion, her protector, her dark demon.
She cupped his cheek. “I love that you want to do that for me, but I promise I don’t need it. I’ve gotten over what happened.”
The look he gave her was filled with doubt.
“You’re full of shit.”
Yeah. She totally was.
“Okay, I’m still working through some of it. I have a few lingering issues. But I’m trying to turn what happened to me into something positive. If I can make a small difference in other people’s lives, then what I went through will be worth it.”
He scowled. “Still want the names.”
She shook her head. “No.”
He turned her, backing her gently up against the wall. But rather than being intimidated, she just felt turned on. Her heart raced and she licked her lips. He leaned in, his arms bent and resting on the wall above her head.
“I can make you tell me.”
“Maybe. But you won’t.”
“Yeah? How can you be so sure, little girl?”
“Because I know my Grumpy Bear.” She ran her fingers up his neck then down along the top of his chest where his tattoos peeked out above the neckline of his T-shirt. “And he won’t force me to do something I don’t want to do.”
He grunted. “I want the names.”
“No,” she whispered.
That darkness glinted in his gaze again. “You’ll need to pay for telling me no.”
She gulped, excitement making her head spin. “How will you make me pay?”
He drew back and she thought he wasn’t going to do anything, that he’d back down.
She should have known better.
He turned her around. “Hands against the wall and legs spread. You move from that position and I will tie you to the bed. Understand me?”
While she had no real objections to being tied to the bed, she figured that she could manage to stay still so she nodded.
“Words.”
“Yes, Grumpy Bear.”
“Nope. Not Grumpy Bear. Or Daddy. You’re dealing with the darker side of me right now, girl. Better hold on tight.”
He reached under her skirt and drew her panties down as far as they would go with her legs spread like they were.
Then he pulled her skirt down as well, leaving her bottom exposed to his gaze. He rubbed a hand over one cheek, squeezing it.
Was he going to spank her?
Finally.
“You want to give me the names, girl?”
“No, Gray.”
“What’s your safeword?”
“Red.”
“You’ll use it if you need to.”
“Yes,” she replied, even though it wasn’t a question.
Smack!
He rubbed in the heat immediately, making her moan. So he was just going to tease her?
“Gray, that felt so good.”
“It’s not meant to feel good. This is a punishment.”
Smack! Smack!
Smack! Smack!
Okay, those were harder and he didn’t stop to rub her skin this time. Nope, he pressed himself against her, his front to her back, his hands over hers as they were braced against the wall.
The roughness of his jeans was brushed against her sensitive ass, making her moan again.
“Give me the names.”
“No,” she moaned.
“Wrong answer.” He bit down on the area where her neck and shoulder met, making her cry out. Her legs nearly collapsed, but she just managed to infuse them with enough strength to keep herself upright.
He cupped her breasts, toying with her nipples through her T-shirt and bra. He lightly pinched them, pulling at them until her breath was coming in sharp gasps.
Then he drew back so suddenly, she was left feeling light-headed.
Smack! Smack!
Smack! Smack!
Shit. Holy heck.
“You ready to tell me yet?” he asked, moving his lips down the other side of her neck.
“No.”
“Do you need to use your safeword?”
“No.”
Smack! Smack!
Sitting wasn’t going to be comfortable today. Suddenly, he dropped down behind her. What was he doing?
He grabbed her hips and drew her ass back, licking her wet pussy.
Damn, his tongue was talented.
Her body reacted immediately, as though he hadn’t already given her an amazing orgasm this morning.
God. So good. She could feel herself climbing higher and higher toward that peak.
Her legs trembled. The need to come was right . . . there . . .
She let out a frustrated scream as he drew back.
“No! I was right there. Go back!”
“You ready to give me the names, girl?”
“What?” she asked, incapable of keeping up with him.
“The names.”
“No!”
“Good.”
“Good? Why good?”
“Because it means I get to play some more.” Then his mouth returned to her pussy. His tongue drove her higher and higher before he drew back and asked her for the names.
He did this over and over until she was a mess.