Total pages in book: 135
Estimated words: 135536 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 678(@200wpm)___ 542(@250wpm)___ 452(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 135536 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 678(@200wpm)___ 542(@250wpm)___ 452(@300wpm)
His hand slipped beneath the material of my robe from behind, stroking my bare chest. “Pants size: four.”
“Six, asshole.”
A weird tingling feeling between my legs made my skin hum with expectation. The thought to resist crossed my mind, but I knew if I did, I might never explore this pleasure again.
Cara said something I couldn’t decipher through the phone.
I burned with shame. He was talking to another woman while playing with my body like it was his personal toy, yet I loved the way he made me feel too much to stop it.
“Short boot for pants. She is the height of a garden gnome.” Romeo pinched my nipple, causing my knees to buckle.
I bit down on a moan. I had the distinct feeling he was taunting me sexually just to prove to me he could. Another one of his control games.
He pressed his hard-on against my ass, squeezed my breast, and trailed his hand from my nipple to my neck, scooping it and tilting my head up to face him. “What’s your shoe size, Shortbread?”
My shoe size? I couldn’t even remember my middle name with his cock pulsating between my butt cheeks.
Think. You know that one.
“Six point five.” My voice came out thick and raspy.
He released my throat at once, stepping back, completely unaffected by my body. By my readiness for him. “Six point five. Kindly deliver all items within two hours. Time is of the essence.”
He killed the call.
I spun to face him, disappointed in myself for letting him strum my body like an instrument. Again.
Hadn’t I learned anything from the debutante ball?
“Tonight, you will present yourself to my family as a proper, levelheaded lady.” He snatched the Macallan M by its neck, confiscating it. “If you succeed in fooling them into thinking you are, in fact, marriage material, I’ll reward you accordingly and relieve you of your pent-up sexual frustration.”
“You mean what you did just now was to blackmail me into good behavior so we can have sex tonight?”
The whiplash his last sentence gave me singed my cheeks.
He really thought I’d be his little sex doll just because the tricks he used on my body provoked my curiosity.
He made a disapproving face.
Lord, so stuck-up.
“We’re not wedded quite yet, Miss Townsend. What I alluded to was oral favors.”
“Oral favors?” I scrunched my nose, noticing he spoke as if he’d just strolled out of the worn pages of a historical romance. That just so happened to be my least favorite genre. “And why do you talk like you fled the cast of Bridgerton?”
There was no point in telling him there’d be no oral-giving lessons, no cordial dinner, and no suitable fiancée tonight.
“Our lawyers must be running out of patience.” He sipped whisky straight from the bottle. “Frankly, so am I.”
Don’t worry, honey, I thought as I breezed past him, refusing to look distraught. After I’m done with you, you’ll be running, period.
Ollie vB
How is Delaware settling in?
Romeo Costa
Dallas.
Ollie vB
What is a show my grandmother was fond of?
Romeo Costa
We’re not playing Jeopardy, you mediocre man child.
Her name is Dallas.
Zach Sun
That’s quite unfortunate for her.
But not as unfortunate as marrying your ass.
Ollie vB
@ZachSun, agreed.
That girl must’ve been in the Judenrat in a previous life to deserve this kind of karma.
Zach Sun
Mussolini’s right hand.
Ollie vB
*Mussolini’s jerk-off hand.
Romeo Costa left the chat.
Ollie vB added Romeo Costa to the chat.
Zach Sun
Is she still feeding you enough shit to cover the Northern Hemisphere?
Ollie vB
I’m never going to unsee the picture of Romeo turning blue when she wiggled her little ass on his lap.
Boss bitch move.
Zach Sun
Or when Rom threw a hissy fit after she hit on the co-pilot.
His self-control evaporated quicker than a thought in Ollie’s brain.
Romeo Costa
She did not hit on the co-pilot.
She was just being difficult.
Brat is her entire personality.
Ollie vB
Have you consummated your engagement yet?
Romeo Costa
Are you familiar with human customs?
There is nothing to consummate until marriage.
Ollie vB
Yikes.
That’s a definite no.
Romeo Costa
A gentleman doesn’t kiss and tell.
Ollie vB
Asshole, please.
Drop the gentleman charade.
I’ve met dildos more honorable than you.
Zach Sun
@OllievB, you’ve met dildos?
Socially or intimately?
Or both?
Romeo Costa
I cannot believe nearly two decades of education in America’s finest establishments bred me you two as best friends.
Ollie vB
I’ll have you know I’m a fucking delight and a top-notch friend.
And I’m happy to prove it.
Shall I break her in for you?
Romeo Costa
Joke about it one more time, and I’ll personally cut off your dick and feed it to you, bite by bite, until you choke on it.
Zach Sun
Hissy fit #2 duly recorded and entered into the meeting’s minutes.
The woman turned you into an ape.
Ollie vB
…
Is that a no?
The warning signs flashed bright and loud, daring me to heed them.
As it happened, I was so content watching my bride’s golden blush, tantalizing neck, full breasts, and macabre beauty, I lowered my guard.
She looked delectable, even in her stained nightgown. So painfully young and innocent and alive. Fondling her breasts felt like pouring ink all over freshly fallen snow.