Total pages in book: 155
Estimated words: 146392 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 732(@200wpm)___ 586(@250wpm)___ 488(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 146392 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 732(@200wpm)___ 586(@250wpm)___ 488(@300wpm)
He reached over and casually grabbed the length of rope he’d prepped. He’d thought a little bondage would work for her. Now it was going to work for him. He eased one side of the restraints over her right wrist. “You think this is a new thing? Maybe the ferocity is new. Like everything, now it has a sexual component, and I’m rapidly discovering that while my heart can reason, my dick wants to murder anyone who touches you. I’m not joking. I would have pulled Oliver’s heart out of his chest if Zach would have left well enough alone.”
She frowned down at where he was tightening the restraints. He’d tied the rope this afternoon so all he had to do now was pull to get it to the right pressure that would keep her immobile while not harming her circulation. “That’s overkill. I wasn’t about to sleep with Oliver Knight. I certainly wouldn’t sleep with Lucas.”
“But he’s a Greek god of a man, according to you.” That rankled, and he was letting his inner bastard off the leash tonight. Hiding his stupid jealousies would do nothing but make him act out on them. This was the space where they could be honest and work through their problems.
Her eyes rolled. “Yes, and that’s my point. He was joking. He certainly wasn’t about to flirt with the nerd of the group.”
He hissed, his frustration coming out. This was part of the problem, and he was going to correct it. Now. He tugged on the short length of rope that formed the middle of her bindings.
“Come on, TJ. We don’t have forever in here, and I thought we were going to play,” she said, dragging her heels as he tried to get her to the middle of the room.
“No, you thought I would get on my knees and get my face in your pussy again. Were you planning on letting me fuck you tonight?”
A flush told him everything he needed to know. “I don’t know. Probably.”
“All right, Lou. We’ll play that part your way,” he conceded. “I won’t get my cock anywhere near you unless you beg me for it.”
“That doesn’t feel fair.”
“I’ve been begging for days, and you don’t listen to pleas. So I think it’s perfectly fair. I’m not a Greek god. I’m just a man, and at least tonight I’m your Dom, so while we play that part your way, everything else is mine.” He lifted her hands over her head and slid them over the hook in the ceiling. It was rigged to be adjustable. He’d fixed it so it would keep her right on her toes, making her body bow beautifully.
Now there was some worry in her expression. “What are you doing? I thought we were going to play.”
“This is playing. We’re playing my way. I know you’ve done a couple of demos with Cooper and Zach, but do you know how many other tops have asked about you?”
“What?” Lou asked the question with a gasp.
It was time she understood how ruthless he could be. “You can’t imagine you’ve been coming here for almost two years and no Dom wanted to play with you.” She looked so fucking pretty. Her tits strained against the confines of her corset, swelling over the edges so he could almost see her nipples. “I made it clear to every single hetero Dom in this club that no one plays with you without my consent.”
“You did what?” She sounded indignant.
He liked that she understood. He let his fingertips brush from her neck down to where the corset held her in. “I kept all the other men off you, baby. And one woman who I thought would be too handsy with you. I’ve also heard she’s excellent at oral, and that might be enough to turn you.”
She ignored his sarcasm. “So I wasn’t ever going to play with anyone? I had to wait around for you. That’s the fucking story of my life.”
And that was where he wanted her. “Yeah, you were so invested in the lifestyle.”
“Maybe I would have been if some Dom had taken an interest in me. I’ve only ever scened with two men who are like my brothers, and that’s why you allowed it. You don’t allow things, TJ.”
“In this club I sure as fuck do,” he vowed. “I’ll follow you around outside of here. I’ll let everyone call me pussy whipped and happily take the label. I’ll watch the movies you want to watch and rub your feet and basically be your errand boy. I won’t care what anyone thinks, but in here, I’m the Dom, and that’s what you need from me. You need me to take control from time to time and you always have. So spit your bile, baby, but this all ends one way. Now I know it was always going to come to this.”