Seducing My Guardian (A Touch of Taboo #4) Read Online Katee Robert

Categories Genre: Contemporary, Erotic, Romance Tags Authors: Series: A Touch of Taboo Series by Katee Robert
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Total pages in book: 45
Estimated words: 42561 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 213(@200wpm)___ 170(@250wpm)___ 142(@300wpm)
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Devan swats me lightly on my ass. “First thing’s first. You have anything you’re certain you’re not down for?”

“I’m down for anything.” I say it mostly to annoy him.

He snorts. “Try again, brat. Everyone has limits.”

“Not everyone.” But ultimately he’s right to ask this question and I owe him honest answers. Devan’s just ensuring we both have a good time, and brat or not, I’m in total agreement. “I don’t want to be blindfolded.”

He goes still, which is right around the time I realize he was tracing the edges of my panties. “Okay.”

I appreciate that he doesn’t ask why, but then I expect he already knows. After the car crash, I sustained a head injury and they’d had a bandage around my eyes when I woke up. I shudder as the remnants of that memory echo through me. Ever since then, I can’t stand to have my eyes covered. No sleep mask, no cucumbers over my eyes, nothing.

“What else?”

I huff out a breath. “I like some pain play, but I’ve mostly kept it to spanking or paddling in the past. I’m not saying no to the more extensive things, though. There aren't any roleplaying scenarios off the top of my head that I can think will be triggering.”

“Daddy, doctor, teacher?”

I shiver. “Not triggering.”

“Mmmm.” He lightly squeezes my ass. “If anything comes up, you will tell me.”

It’s easy enough to agree to that condition. I already did when we first opened negotiations. “Okay.”

“Birth control?”

“Yes,” I breathe. Like the bar downstairs, the room seems to heat up the longer we’re this close. He’s barely doing anything to me, but I’m in danger of combusting. “I’m also tested regularly.”

“I am, too.” He hesitates. “I have condoms, though.”

“Optimistic of you.”

“I like to be prepared.” He makes a low sound. “Though I wasn’t prepared for this tonight.” He traces the back straps of the garter belt. “We should use condoms. It’s the smart thing to do.”

There is nothing smart about what we’re doing tonight. It’s reckless in the extreme, for all that I’ll never see him again. The man was my guardian for years, if an absent one. I try to imagine what it would be like living in his house as a hormonal grief-stricken teenager, but my mind rebels at the very idea. It’s better this way.

We’re both adults.

Nothing to stop two consenting adults from exchanging as much pleasure as they can handle, even if it’s only for the night.

I arch my back a little, pressing my ass more firmly against his hand. “I don’t want to be smart.”

“Hazel—”

My name on his lips is better than any designer drug. I push on, throwing myself past the point of no return and dragging him with me. “I want you to fuck me bare, Devan. I want you to fill me up like the dirty little slut I am. I crave it.”

His hands tighten on my ass, hard enough to hurt for the barest moment. Then he hooks the edges of my panties and eases them down a few inches. Just enough to tease us both. “Dirty little slut is right. No good girl talks like that. No good girl wants to be fucked bare and filled up.”

“Being a good girl is overrated.”

“Guess I’ll have to teach you some manners,” he says softly, so softly I’m not sure if he’s talking to me or himself. “Until you learn to behave properly. Not bend over and flash your pussy at the first person to walk through the door.” He eases my panties down to the lower curve of my ass.

I can’t quite draw in a full breath. This is both a game and intensely serious. If I were smart, I’d bend for him, would promise to be a good girl and obedient. The thought sends a bolt of heat through me, but it’s nothing compared to the feeling when I imagine pushing back. Play the brat, which doesn’t feel much like playing at all. I lick my lips. “If someone else walked through that door, they’d already have their tongue in my pussy.”

He tsks. “You’re just proving my point.” Devan digs his thumbs into the soft flesh where my ass meets my thighs and spreads me. I don’t know how much he can see in the low light, but I feel exposed when the cold air touches my center.

Abruptly, he releases me and steps back. Dazed, I watch him in the reflection as he strides to the empty chair and sinks onto it. “Come here, birthday girl.”

I slowly straighten. My brain is buzzing so hard, it’s a wonder I’m able to move at all. After a brief debate, I pull my panties back into place. He’s teasing me, and while I can appreciate a good edging should it come to that, it’s not in my nature to make things the least bit easy.


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