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)
It wasn’t much easier watching her reach up and untie his leathers, pressing the sides away and revealing his cock. It was upright and weeping with arousal. She swept her thumb over the head and then sucked it into her mouth, her eyes closing as she tasted him.
She was the sexiest woman in the world.
He reached down and gripped the back of her head, sinking his fingers in. “I know why you did it, but I hope you color your hair anything you want soon. You are beautiful with any color, but I love the light in your eyes when you love your hair.”
For a moment her eyes shimmered. “I don’t know what they did to you in Wyoming, but you figured out what to say to me.”
She leaned forward and took his cock in hand, stroking him up and down.
Fuck that felt good. He watched as she used that small hand of hers on his cock. She moved from base to bulb, her palm tight around him. After a moment, she leaned forward and swiped her tongue across his cockhead.
He groaned and tightened that hand in her hair.
She loved the bite of pain. It was there in the way her eyes went soft when he pulled, how she gasped and her breasts bounced, nipples tightening to hard pink points he intended to suck and nip on later this evening. The gold rings that pierced them gleamed in the low light of the dungeon. He loved the way she squirmed when he twisted and played with them. Their needs dovetailed so perfectly.
She was perfect.
He held still as she sucked his cockhead behind her lips, lightly scraping him with her teeth. The sensation threatened to send him over the edge, but he wasn’t ready for that yet.
She hummed around his dick, and he forced himself to breathe.
She took him deep and then released him, pressing little kisses along his dick, making him crazy with all the different sensations. “So what shall we do for the next couple of days? We’ll be stuck here in Sanctum at night, and you promised never to play here.”
That was good. He’d had the briefest image of that time he’d walked in on his mom and Sean, and he suddenly wasn’t so close to the edge. That was helpful. “You know the reason I don’t play here, and they’re in New York and will be through next week. You can safely assume you’re going to be on display Saturday. We’ll avoid my uncle as much as possible. And when we get to DC, we’ll be staying at Drake’s club.”
The Court was as secure as Sanctum and had more than once acted as a safe house for kinky operatives.
She licked a long path down his cock. “So I should pack my fet wear?”
She didn’t need it. She could stay naked all the time as far as he cared.
Her eyes narrowed. “I’m not staying naked all the time.”
She knew him well. He couldn’t stop the smirk that hit his face. “Hush, sub. We’ll work it all out.”
MaeBe growled as she sucked him deep again, and all thought beyond how her mouth felt fled. It would be okay. They would work this out because they were meant to be together. He was the dumbass who’d screwed it up, and she was the one who opened her heart again. All he had to do was stay close, be good enough for her. He wanted to spend the rest of his days making life easier for her, being her true partner in all things.
He tightened his hands on her hair, wanting to control her movement. He wasn’t going to come down her throat. He wanted to get inside her pussy, to fill her with his cock and feel that plug against him, wanted her to feel him everywhere.
One more long pass of her tongue and he tugged gently on her hair. “Come up here, baby.”
She rose, only wincing the tiniest bit. He leaned over and kissed her, tasting his own arousal on her tongue. He kissed her over and over, his hard cock rubbing against the soft skin of her belly. He wrapped himself around her, loving her scent and taste and the feel of her in his arms.
He was never letting this woman go. If she couldn’t forgive him, he would stay close and be her friend. He would honor her boundaries, but if she ever needed him, he would be there.
Her nipple rings rubbed against him as she moaned.
It wasn’t going to go that way. He could win her back with sex and trust. His uncle had been right. He couldn’t let fear rule him one second longer.
This—this magnificent feeling of belonging—should be the only thing that led him through life.
He moved her back, getting her to the massage table he’d been sure would be perfect for what he intended. “Turn around.”