Total pages in book: 153
Estimated words: 155903 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 780(@200wpm)___ 624(@250wpm)___ 520(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 155903 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 780(@200wpm)___ 624(@250wpm)___ 520(@300wpm)
“I need it so bad. I need you inside me. Fucking me. Please. I want you. I crave you.”
Faith didn’t even know what she was saying anymore. It was too much. Not enough. She had to come so badly.
“That’s better,” he murmured. “You may come, baby.”
He flicked at her clit with his tongue as he slowly drew the plug from her ass. And that shot her up over the edge. She screamed as she came, her heart racing so hard she thought it might come right out of her chest. She was barely aware of him moving.
Standing, he turned her, so she was up on her knees.
And then he thrust his dick deep inside her. She let out a low moan. It felt so darn good. Just what she needed. To be filled by him. Taken by him.
“So fucking good. I can’t hold back, baby.”
Good. Because she didn’t want him to. He fucked her hard and deep. He was so far inside her that she felt like he’d always been there.
That it was where he belonged.
Her breathing grew faster, and she grabbed hold of the bedding to try to anchor herself as he drove himself into her.
One hand left her hip to come around and play with her clit.
“Nooo,” she cried. She was too sensitive to come again. She couldn’t do it.
“Yes,” he countered. “Come again. I want to feel you squeezing down on me. Come for me, baby.”
A sob broke free. She couldn’t do it.
“Come for me.”
But she wanted to please him. She loved pleasing him. A scream erupted from her as she fell over the cliff, the room around her spinning as she came. He drove himself deep, letting out his own shout of pleasure.
Faith barely had the energy to breathe as he slid free from her and then rolled her onto her back. Gathering her up, he laid her in the middle of the bed. Reuben lay on his side next to her, his hand resting possessively on her lower stomach.
“Mine.”
“Yours,” she whispered.
His hand drifted lower, cupping her mound right before he pressed two fingers inside her.
God. She wanted to protest, but at the same time, she never wanted him to pull his fingers free. He slowly moved them in and out of her. She knew he had to feel his own release, but it was almost like he was attempting to keep it inside her.
They lay there for a long moment before he took her mouth in a soft kiss. “Time to clean up, baby.”
“Nooo.”
“It’s all right. You don’t have to do anything. I’ll take care of you.” He pulled his fingers free. “I’ll always take care of you.”
62
Faith sent a text off to Asta.
Even though she wasn’t with the agency anymore, she wanted to let Asta know that things were going well in her new job. Although she decided not to mention that Reuben was now her . . . her Daddy, her lover, her Dom.
Yeah. Nope.
Part of her still couldn’t believe this was her life. Yeah, she was sad that she hadn’t heard from Cammie, but in a way it was a good thing.
And she was still suffering some anxiety over what had happened with Eric. But she was hoping time would take care of that. And the lingering bad dreams.
Then she glanced up from her computer screen as the elevator doors opened. A smile filled her face.
“Hey, Lou!”
“I feel like I haven’t seen you in ages. Are you hiding from me?” Lou asked.
“Um. Not at all. I had a few days off at the start of the week because I wasn’t feeling well.”
And then, the other days, she’d driven in with Reuben and had taken the elevator straight up from the basement.
“Right. Or you had a big weekend.” Lou had a funny look on her face. “I saw some photos of you with the boss.”
“What? There are photos?”
“Uh-huh. On some gossip website.”
Oh, dear Lord. Who would be interested in her?
“Anyway, I thought I’d personally deliver one of my new scone flavors.” Lou handed it over. “You know, I never asked if you had any allergies.”
Kind of odd to ask now.
“Uh, no. I don’t. What flavor is this one?” Faith asked.
“Cranberry and cream cheese.”
“Yum,” she said.
“No worries. You haven’t been down to buy lunch lately.”
No, because Reuben wanted to make sure she was eating healthy, so Anita was making their lunches.
“I’m sure I’ll see you soon.”
“Bye!” Lou called out.
Faith didn’t want to hurt Lou’s feelings by telling her that she hated cranberries. Instead, she stuck the bag in the garbage bin.
The elevator doors opened a second time and Faith nearly grabbed the bag from the bin out of guilt. But it wasn’t Lou who walked in.
Aww hell.
Kirsten.
How had she forgotten about Kirsten?
Crap. And Reuben wasn’t here. He had popped out an hour ago to meet with a client who didn’t want to come to the office for some reason.