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)
“God won’t be able to help you, baby.”
No. Not when she was attracted to the devil.
“You’re thinking that I’m the devil right now, aren’t you?”
“No! I don’t know what you’re talking about.” She so was. And it was terrible that he could read her so easily.
Darn her silly, readable face.
“It’s okay,” he soothed. “My methods might be outside the norm, but if they get us what we both want and need, is it really so bad?”
“I just . . . you can’t pull this every time you want something. It’s not fair.”
He nodded slowly, then cupped her chin and ran his thumb along her lower lip. “You’re right.”
“I am? Well, of course I am.”
“Hmm. Not about me using blackmail to get my way, I’m going to still do that. But I should give you some time to catch up to where I am.”
Relief had her shoulders dropping.
But there was some sadness mixed in. Was she sad that she wasn’t moving in with him?
Darn it.
Had she made the wrong decision?
You can’t move in with a man that you only had sex with last night.
“Oh, is that your main objection? I mean, we can remedy that easily enough.” Amusement had his eyes dancing.
“No! Crap. I said that out loud, huh? I have to stop doing that!” It was so annoying. “And that is not my only objection.”
“Huh, too bad,” he replied.
“So you’re going to give me time to think about it? And during that time, I’m allowed to come, right?”
“With my permission.”
Fudge.
“If you aren’t with me and you want to come, you’ll need to text or call me, understand?”
Her heart raced. She couldn’t do that. No way.
Relax.
Why would she need to come when she wasn’t with him? Sure, she liked to use her toy to relax at night so she could sleep. But she was certain she could fall asleep without coming first.
It wasn’t like any of the orgasms she’d given herself lately were that enjoyable anymore. Not when she knew that Eric and Cammie were just upstairs and could hear her if she got too loud.
“Understand me?”
“Yes, Daddy.”
“That’s my good girl.” He slid his thumb into her mouth. “Suck.”
She sucked on his thumb, and she swore she could feel her clit throb with each suck.
It was incredible.
More . . . she wanted more.
“Now, how long should I give you to come to a decision?”
Wait. He couldn’t put a time limit on this.
Of course he can. This is Reuben. This is what he does.
She tried to move her mouth away from his thumb, but he shook his head. “Keep sucking like a good girl. It helps me think.”
Faith glared at him. It helped him think? Was he for real right now?
“All right. One week.” He moved his thumb from her mouth.
“One week! You can’t give me a timeline of just one week! That’s—” Her protest broke off into a groan as he slid his wet thumb over her swollen clit. “You don’t play fair.”
“Now, she gets it. I play dirty. Do you want to come? Or do you want to keep arguing?”
“Come. I want to come.”
“That’s my good girl.” He flicked her clit. Lightly at first, then faster. Harder.
God, she was so close already.
“Take the T-shirt off. I want to see your pretty tits.”
She moaned. Why did the way he called them tits turn her on so much?
Reaching for the bottom of the T-shirt, she stripped it off and he moved his thumb faster.
“Feet on the counter and push your ass forward. I want full access to this pussy.”
The things he said . . . they made her squirm, turned her on, and she couldn’t help but want more.
She moved into place and he immediately pushed two fingers deep into her pussy.
“Ohh. I need to come. Please, please, Sir. Let me come.”
“Are you going to be a good girl?” he asked, his thumb swirling around her clit.
She nodded. “I will. I will.”
“So in a week’s time, you’ll be moving in with me.”
Faith wasn’t certain she had a lot of choice. But right now, she didn’t much care.
“Won’t you, baby?”
“I . . . I will possibly do that.”
“Hmm. I’ll take that. For now.” He leaned forward, his lips brushing along her jaw until he reached her ear. “See? I can bend.”
Uh-huh, he was a regular contortionist. She didn’t say anything, though, because she didn’t want him to stop what he was doing.
He flicked her clit faster and faster, his mouth working down her neck and chest until he reached her breasts. He tugged on her nipple lightly with his teeth until she cried out and came around his fingers.
Oh God.
It was so good that it almost hurt.
The sweetest sort of pain.
She barely noticed him pulling down his pants. But then he was sliding inside her.
And that sweet sort of pain turned into the world’s greatest pleasure. She wrapped her legs around his waist, just holding on for dear life as he fucked her into another life-shattering orgasm.