Total pages in book: 165
Estimated words: 154925 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 775(@200wpm)___ 620(@250wpm)___ 516(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 154925 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 775(@200wpm)___ 620(@250wpm)___ 516(@300wpm)
She was strong enough.
She was enough.
The tears began then, a welling of emotion that nothing to this point had been able to spur.
Kyle kept it up until she sobbed, until her body went limp with the relief that came from releasing all that toxic emotion.
He stopped, hauling her around and pulling her into his arms. “Baby.”
She hugged him, but she was already starting to normalize, like she’d needed that cry to finally expel the end of her anger and fear. She didn’t want this intimacy between them to end. She wanted everything she’d said to Ian. Her ass ached in the best way as she tilted her head up. “I’m okay. I needed that, but I’m okay.”
His big hands came up and brushed her tears away, cradling her face in his hands. “It’s all I want. I want you to be okay. I want you to be happy. I want you to have everything you want in life even if that doesn’t include me.”
They needed more time before she could commit, but she knew what she wanted right now. “It does for tonight. For tomorrow.”
“Even though I have no intention of taking the Canadian with us?”
She could bend, too. They knew very little about Joseph. Kyle was trusting her information-gathering skills. She had to trust that he knew what to do in the field, and sometimes that meant carefully picking the team. “We’ll share what we find with him?”
“I suspect we’ll share what we find with the world, so giving him a preview won’t be too hard. I promise,” he vowed. “And I promise not to do anything stupid. We’re going to find the intel and get right back here, and then I’m dumping this whole problem on my uncle’s lap. I’ve been informed he hasn’t had anyone assassinated lately and he looks forward to the project. I think my aunt might do it. She’s a little bloodthirsty.”
But she did it with style. “I hope they have fun.” He was offering to give up control so he could stay with her. He would keep her safe by keeping her by his side. “Then let’s have a nice night because I suspect we won’t be staying in such cool places when we get to DC. Kiss me. Play with me.”
He lowered his mouth to hers. “Don’t think all this sweetness from you is going to stop me. I’m going to plug that pretty ass of yours and then fuck your pussy. I want you to feel me everywhere tonight.”
Then his lips were on hers and she gave over to him. His tongue surged in, dominating hers. He devoured her mouth, his hands moving over her shoulders and down to her waist. He pulled her against his chest, and her nipples brushed against the fine hair there. She could feel the hard length of his cock against her belly, and it sent her arousal rocketing.
His big palms cupped her ass, making her hiss. She would feel that spanking all day tomorrow and remember how he’d given it to her. That familiar sweet ache would remind her who her Dom was.
She knew they were going into danger, but she wasn’t worried because they would be together. They could face anything if they trusted one another.
He stepped back. “Turn around.”
They didn’t need the plug. “It’s okay. I am willing to admit I might have been a little bratty.”
His hand came up, circling her throat. His lips curled in a sadistic smirk. “A little? I want you to think carefully about the next words that come out of that sweet mouth of yours. I set up this scene. I know we haven’t played much, and that was my fault because I wasn’t ready before. So I’m giving you a choice. You can have the me who is still filled with guilt and worry or you can have the top who is going to forget all of that shit for a night. We can go back to our room, and I’ll give you whatever you want. You stay here and we do this my way, all the way, and that includes a plug up your pretty ass that’s getting bigger every second we stand here. We can start talking about exotic lubes as well. I’ve got a water based one right now. How do you feel about ginger?”
She loved it on food. Not so much up her asshole.
And there was no decision to be made. She wanted this man in all of his iterations. She adored the man who learned new games so they could play together, who made sure she always had the things she wanted.
She was pretty sure she would worship the dirty, filthy Dom who would make her every kinky fantasy come true.
She turned and noticed this was a thoughtfully made table. It came complete with handles halfway down so the sub who rested against it would have their ass in the air and ready for plugging. It also allowed her to let her cheek sit against the padded table. She was grateful to have something to hold on to when she felt him move in, heard the sound of the lube squirting.