Total pages in book: 32
Estimated words: 29946 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 150(@200wpm)___ 120(@250wpm)___ 100(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 29946 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 150(@200wpm)___ 120(@250wpm)___ 100(@300wpm)
She was messed up, she knew this. Emily always figured it had something to do with her father.
“I like watching men and women fuck,” she said.
“Tell me more.”
He stroked the inside of her thighs, and he kept moving close toward her pussy, but then he wouldn’t quite touch her. It was driving her crazy. She wanted his touch.
“I love seeing his cock as he enters her pussy. The way it stretches around his dick.” She licked her lips. “The reason I didn’t panic last night, is because I enjoy seeing a woman sucking a man’s cock, and watching how she takes it.”
“You do?”
“Yeah. Also, when he asks to see his cum in her mouth, which is why I knew what was coming. I knew what you were going to do, because I’ve seen it.”
“You’re a dirty girl, aren’t you, Emily?”
“I’ve never been with anyone,” she said.
“No, but you want to, don’t you? Specifically, you want to be with me,” he said.
She could lie. It would be easy to do, but lies only got people more in trouble.
“Yes,” she said.
He got to his feet, and then wrapped his fingers around her throat, but he didn’t strangle her. No, he held her as he kissed her.
This was a different kind of kiss. This was a hunger, a feeling she had never experienced before.
Dom broke the kiss before her. “Then I’ve got another deal for you, Emily.”
Deal?
She then remembered their first deal. For her freedom, she had to belong to him until he got bored. Yes, she had to keep remembering that.
“If you want my dick, and to find out what exactly it means to be my dirty little girl, you’re going to have to marry me.”
This made her gasp.
He pulled back just enough to kiss her lips, and then he stared in her eyes. “And if you want to know what it is like to ride my cock, to make you watch as my cum falls from those pussy lips, and then my dick sliding deep into your juicy ass and showing you everything it means to be dirty with me, you’ll marry me.” With that, he stepped aside. “Oh, and you cannot touch yourself or let yourself come until you give me a decision. I will know as well.”
He left her sitting there on the dining room table. Her hands still holding open her sex, she was so wet, sodden even.
What the hell had just happened?
Dom had changed the game. She now had to marry him, and he was going to show her everything she wanted. What? How did this work?
She was his captive. Didn’t he just want to fuck her until he got bored?
She let go of herself and climbed off the table. There was no way she was going to marry him. She stomped to the door and grabbed her robe. Marrying him didn’t set her free.
Do you want to be?
She paused.
Or don’t you want to see how good it will be to belong to him? To fuck him every single day. Come on, Emily, live on the dark side for a bit.
This was not good. But what other choice did she have? Dom was not going to let her go. Why didn’t she at least enjoy what they could have? What was wrong with that?
****
Dom should have known what her answer to his curiosity was going to be. He didn’t expect to find the perfect woman. Emily was untouched, she was different, and she was not looking for a way to use him to gain power.
She was his enemy’s daughter, but pushing that aside, the way her gaze looked, he saw the hunger in her eyes.
Life could be cruel at times, but this solution would work well for both of them. He could teach her everything she knew, and he’d get to keep Nigel’s daughter. Even when he was done with her, he wasn’t going to let her go. Then, piece by piece, he could finally rid the world of that piece of shit for good.
The only problem was, he didn’t need Emily to do what he already planned. Emily was not a pawn in this game. She had become his fucking queen—a dream come true. The woman had stepped right out of his fantasies.
He took a long drink of his whiskey. He’d not seen Emily all day, and he knew she had been around the house. From time to time, he heard her speak to one of his soldiers. He told her to ignore them, but he also knew Emily couldn’t be rude.
There were a lot of things he knew about Emily. Which is why he anticipated her stepping into his office at eleven at night. She closed the door behind her.
“What would it mean to be married to you?” Emily asked.
He turned toward her. “What do you want?”