Total pages in book: 77
Estimated words: 73639 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 368(@200wpm)___ 295(@250wpm)___ 245(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 73639 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 368(@200wpm)___ 295(@250wpm)___ 245(@300wpm)
“Please let us know if we can do anything else for you,” Max said.
Remington nodded. “I’ll call you when I’m ready for another appointment.”
“Thank you, sir. Have an excellent day, and you also, Mr. Henri.”
“Thank you,” I said as Remington gathered all the bags in one hand, refusing to let me carry any. He took my hand with his other one and escorted me out the door.
We didn’t say much on the walk home. I took in the sights of the city as afternoon turned to evening. When we stepped inside Remington’s house, it was cool and dim. I thought how lovely it would be to climb in bed with him and have him take me as the last of the day’s light faded, but he’d told me I had to wait, and he seemed determined to stick to his word.
“When is your reservation?” I asked.
“A car will be here to pick us up in an hour.”
I frowned. “So there’s really not time for…”
“Are you so eager to earn your pay?”
Heat filled my face. “I just want to be sure I’m keeping you satisfied.”
“Knowing you’re anticipating what will happened later makes me very satisfied. I’m thinking about how good it will be to make you beg after I bring you home. I can tease you, toy with you, do anything to you that I want. That pleases me very much.”
“It… it does?” My voice shook. I already wanted to beg. I couldn’t believe he was paying me for his attention. I would have been willing to pay him at that moment. What would it be like after two weeks with him?
“Oh, yes, very much. Now come on. It’s time to get dressed.”
“Do you always have someone else drive you?” I asked as we climbed the stairs.
“Not always, but I only take my Ferrari out when I can be sure of its safety.”
“I guess it’s in the garage to the side of the house.”
“Of course. I’d never leave my baby out in the elements.”
I was still laughing as he sent me into the shower, saying he had some emails to answer. He took his turn after me, and when he stepped out of the bathroom, he was naked and totally unselfconscious about it as he walked across the room and opened the closet door.
He stood there, contemplating the row of suits I imagined had all come from Maximilian’s. I couldn’t take my eyes off his ass. It was so round and tight. I wanted to touch it. I wanted to drop to my knees and—
“Are you getting ready or watching me?”
“Sorry, sir. I…”
“I’m not saying I mind. In fact, I like it, but I still expect you to be ready on time. I’m never late.”
I’d already guessed he was a man who valued his time and expected others to as well. Reluctantly, I turned away, biting back the question I wanted to ask. If he wanted me to get ready, why was he standing in front of me naked? I still wasn’t sure how far I could push him. I had a feeling I’d enjoy a spanking from Remington, but now wasn’t the time to find out.
11
Remington
I didn’t like the pain that flashed in Henri’s eyes. He turned, but I reached out and grabbed his arm. “Look at me.”
When he did, I stepped closer and brushed an errant curl from his forehead. “What’s wrong?”
He shook his head. “Nothing.”
“I told you I wouldn’t hurt you. I meant it.”
His expression softened, and whatever was troubling him seemed to melt away. I was going to find whoever had hurt him in the past, track them down, and make sure they paid.
I turned my attention back to my closet. After I put on my suit, I realized Henri was fully dressed. He was stunning, but he needed one more finishing touch. I pulled out a silk pocket square that matched the pale blue stripes of his suit perfectly. “Come here.”
He did, and the way he stared at me told me he was pleased with how I looked. I knew I looked damn hot in the suit I was wearing, but it was nice to see how much he appreciated it.
I tucked the silk square into Henri’s pocket, and when I looked up, his lips were parted and his pupils blown. “Why are you doing this?”
“Dressing you up?”
“No… Well, yes… But I really mean making sure I have everything, all these little touches and…”
“No one’s ever done that for you, have they?”
He shook his head, and I brushed the backs of my fingers over his cheek. “I will make you work hard for these next two weeks. I’ll ask a lot of you, but I’m also going to spoil you rotten because that brings me pleasure too.”
“It does?”
“Yes, it does.”
I could tell how nervous Henri was as we entered Commander’s Palace. I gave his hand a reassuring squeeze. “Just be yourself.”