Total pages in book: 114
Estimated words: 109368 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 547(@200wpm)___ 437(@250wpm)___ 365(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 109368 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 547(@200wpm)___ 437(@250wpm)___ 365(@300wpm)
“Are you serious? I’ve just eaten.”
Considering the toast had merely been a light repast, I turned to face her and crossed my arms over my chest. “Do you want to come again or not?”
Silver’s cheeks flushed and she slowly stood, muttering, “Arrogant, cocky bastard.”
My lips twitched. “Bend over.”
Arousal darkened her eyes. “I’m not wearing any underwear.”
“I’m perfectly aware of that.”
Her gaze dropped to my crotch where my cock proudly tented my joggers. “Well, you certainly have a lot of stamina for a man of your advanced years.”
Little brat. I curbed my smile, covering it with a glower. “In ten seconds, I’m going to take care of my situation myself and leave you to deal with your own. Unless you bend the fuck over.”
“You know you should really psychoanalyze why you are able to string together so many fully formed sentences when it comes to sex but not when it comes to normal, everyday conversation.”
“I don’t need to. It’s called a calculated choice. Five, four, three—”
“Fine, God!” She adorably and somewhat hilariously sprawled herself across the table.
My amusement ended, however, when my T-shirt rode up over her perfect arse. The woman really did have the most astonishing pair of legs and arse.
“Are you happy?” Silver asked a little breathlessly, the right side of her face to the tabletop, her hands by her face. “I’m feeling very vulnerable right now, you asshole.”
My lips twitched at the dirty comeback that immediately came to mind, but I let it slide as I crossed the room to her. My gaze flicked briefly to Akiva who was asleep on the couch and hopefully wouldn’t interfere with what was about to happen.
Anticipation tightened in my gut as I cupped Silver’s smooth, lush wee arse. Her breath stuttered as I caressed her gently, slowly, sliding my palms up her spine beneath the T-shirt and around to cup her tits.
“Ramsay,” she murmured huskily, pushing her arse back into me, naturally spreading so I could stand between her legs.
I thumbed her hard nipples, looking forward to sucking on them until Silver writhed in my lap with unspent need. Another time.
Instead, I gave them one last caress and straightened.
Her gaze cut to me, her head lifting.
“Stay there.”
She watched me take a condom out of my pocket. “You brought those with you from the bedroom?”
I did.
“You planned this?” Silver gaped. “To take me here?”
The corner of my mouth quirked and I deliberately didn’t answer.
“This isn’t the most comfortable, you know.”
“In a minute, you’ll feel differently.”
Her eyes remained on my hands, watching me shove down my joggers to roll on the condom. “You’re such an arrogant prick.”
“You’re full of compliments tonight, brat.” I smacked her arse lightly, my cock throbbing not only at the flush it left behind but the shocked moan Silver emitted as she arched instinctively at the contact.
My heart raced a bit harder.
She was perfect.
I prodded my cock against her pussy and her fingernails curled into the tabletop. “Did you like that, Silver?”
“I … I don’t know …”
Not wanting to push her too hard too fast, I eased back, squeezed her arse again, and drew my hand. It cracked against her skin, and she cried out. Her wide eyes flew to mine and she pushed up, putting her weight on her hands.
I thought for a second I’d misread her, dismay pushing through my arousal.
But she rocked her arse and whispered, “Again.”
My hands shook with desire as I demanded, “Take off the T-shirt first.”
Silver straightened to do just that, her tits bouncing as she jerked it off and threw it on the floor. Then she braced her hands on the table and stuck her arse out at me in invitation.
I took a mental snapshot of the erotic sight.
And then cracked a hand across her bottom once more.
“Oh!” She bowed against the table, moaning. “What the …”
Gripping her hips, I guided my cock between her pretty thighs. “My wee heiress likes a spanking.”
She looked over her shoulder at me, panting with arousal. “I guess so.”
“But only naughty girls get spanked.” I grinned wolfishly as I began to push inside her tight, perfect, wet heat.
Her breathing stuttered, arousal hooding her gaze. “Well … I won’t tell you my secrets. Isn’t that a little naughty?”
Blood rushed in my ears as I groaned and pulled out. Unable to resist what she offered.
I spanked her harder this time and Silver moaned, thighs trembling, arms shaking to hold herself up. Gripping her nape, I used just enough force to press her down to the table. “Is that what you want?” I growled in her ear as I guided my cock with my other hand. “To be spanked and fucked until you can’t remember your own name?”
“Yes!”
I thrust inside her, and she tried to move her hips but couldn’t because I had her pinned.
She throbbed around me at the realization.