Total pages in book: 331
Estimated words: 315585 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 1578(@200wpm)___ 1262(@250wpm)___ 1052(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 315585 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 1578(@200wpm)___ 1262(@250wpm)___ 1052(@300wpm)
“I wasn’t in the mood.” She shrugs. “But now I am.” Her hands work slowly and steadily, undoing my buckle and then the button on my slacks, followed by my zipper.
My cell vibrates in my pocket, and I wish I had shut it off. “I can’t.” I grab her tiny wrists, stopping her, but my slacks have already fallen open and hang around my upper thighs.
Her green eyes drop to my cock. “Looks like you can.”
There’s no missing the outline of how hard I am in my gray boxer briefs. “I can’t,” I repeat, but make no move to push her away. This is what I wanted, her on her knees staring up at me while I fuck those pouty red lips. Hell, it looks like I already have by the way her makeup is smeared. All that’s missing is her drool and my cum on her flawless face.
“You’re a Lord. You can do whatever you want.” She scans my left hand to look for a wedding ring. When she meets my eyes again, she smiles at the lack of one.
“Not yet,” I add stupidly.
“Ah, I see.” She nods, taking a step back, and I release her wrists.
Thank God she understands, because I don’t know if I could turn her down one more time.
“Correct me if I’m wrong, but a Lord going through initiations can’t stick his dick in a woman’s pussy, ass, or mouth.” Reaching up, she slowly grabs the collar of my suit jacket and shrugs it off, exposing her body to me before it falls to her bare feet, but I keep my eyes on hers. “But we can still play.” She walks backward into the room and scoots onto the bed, spreading her legs.
I can’t help but look over her body—I only have so much restraint—spread open and ready to be played with. She’s leaning back on her hands, chest pushed out, showing off her breasts, pink nipples hard and begging for me to suck on them. If I had time, I’d tie her to the bed and lick every inch of her while she begged me to let her get off.
She falls onto her back, spreads her legs wider, and lifts her hips, letting me have a better view of her pussy. I can see how wet she is from here, and my cock begs to fuck her cunt until she’s coming all over it and then let her lick it clean.
“Goddamn.” The word falls from my lips like a prayer, and she smiles. Wars have been started over pussy because of weak men like me.
She’s not wrong. If we “play,” I’m not breaking any rules. The question is, can I stop myself?
“I saw you staring at me earlier.” She smiles. “It’s okay. You can gag me if I get too loud.” Her eyes flicker to the closed door quickly before returning to mine.
Goddammit.
I stay where I am, unsure of what to do or unable to move. My slacks are undone and about to fall down my legs while my cock strains against my boxer briefs. My heart pounds just thinking about holding her down while watching my cock slide in and out of her greedy cunt.
The moment I saw her earlier, I wanted nothing more than to strip her naked and fuck her. Even though I knew I couldn’t.
“Fuck me,” I exclaim loudly when I spot a woman on the deck, sipping a glass of champagne.
“I apologize,” Saint says to an old lady glaring at me for my language. “First time on the water. He’s feeling ill.”
Her face softens, and she opens her small purse. “I understand. This will help. I always carry them for my husband.” She hands me a piece of gum for nausea, and I pop it into my mouth, mumbling my thanks.
She walks off into a crowd, and Saint turns to me. “Keep it down.”
I ignore him as I watch her look in our direction. “Goddamn…”
“Like Adam said, you can’t use your dick right now,” he reminds me, grabbing my suit jacket and pulling me up a set of stairs and out of sight of the woman.
“I can jack off while I watch her fuck herself,” I ramble, trying to look over my shoulder. “I can fuck her with things other than my cock. Record it and watch it over and over.”
“Well, here I am. What are you going to do about it?” She arches a dark brow while playfully biting her bottom lip.
“Fuck it,” I say, and she giggles softly.
I grab a tube of hand lotion off the counter in the bathroom and walk over to the end of the bed. She sits up, shoving my slacks the rest of the way down my legs and then my boxer briefs. My dick springs to attention, and she licks her lips.