Total pages in book: 62
Estimated words: 58940 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 295(@200wpm)___ 236(@250wpm)___ 196(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 58940 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 295(@200wpm)___ 236(@250wpm)___ 196(@300wpm)
“What did I tell you would happen if you left?”
She flushed as his graphic words returned to her. I’ll spank you until this perfect ass is red and your sweet little pussy is dripping wet.
She couldn’t decide if she hoped he’d follow through or not. She nibbled her lip. “I’m sorry, but I can’t stay holed up here for days without my phone and computer. I have clients and a boss I need to communicate with. I can do a lot online—I might not even lose any business.”
His nostrils flared and he drew a deep breath as if to calm himself. “Your career won’t mean anything if you’re dead. And I made an alpha’s promise to keep you safe, which means if you’d been caught, your decision would seriously fuck my life up, too.”
He stared at her for a long moment, his expression inscrutable. She realized his eyes had gone back to normal without her noticing when they’d changed. Then he held out his palm, as if to hold her hand. “Come here, princess. Time for your punishment.”
He led Melissa to the side of the couch, pushed her torso over the arm, and gave her ass a smack. She sucked in a breath, but held her position, like she was interested in where this was going.
He slapped her ass again. He didn’t want to hurt her—not in a way that wasn’t sexual or didn’t feel good. For a moment, he indulged in the idea of Melissa being his mate. He’d buy one of those furry, padded paddles and give her spankings that never hurt but were only symbolic of his dominance.
He rubbed a circle over her adorable butt, then peppered it with a couple more smacks. How far would she let him take this?
He peeled his boxer briefs down her heart-shaped ass. They were way too big for her and she’d rolled the waistband down several times, somehow managing to make them look both sexy and cute. The fact that she’d gone out in this outfit—alone with an Uber driver—made him grit his teeth, wanting to kill the driver for having seen her like this.
He gripped her wrists and twisted them behind her back, pinning them with one hand as he dragged the briefs all the way off her with the other.
His cock strained at the sight of her naked ass, roaring to life, ready to sink between those beautiful thighs and never stop moving. He lifted his palm and let it fall. It landed with a crack on her right cheek.
She jerked, but didn’t make a sound.
He repeated it on the left.
“When I tell you to stay put, you stay put,” he growled, increasing the intensity of the spanks.
“Bad. Girl.” He spanked just a little harder.
She moaned, like being called a bad girl turned her on. Well, hell yeah. She could be his bad girl any day.
He drank in the sweet smell of her arousal.
His heart double-pumped when he realized his prediction had held true.
Her pussy really was dripping for him.
“I’m sorry. I won’t do it again.”
He stopped the onslaught and rubbed her cheeks, marveling at how soft her skin was. How much he loved seeing his handprints on her pretty ass. “Won’t do what again?”
“I won’t leave. I’ll be good.”
He liked the idea of her being his good girl even better.
Fuck. He needed to stop obsessing over this delectable human.
But he couldn’t stop kneading her ass, squeezing her perfect flesh, not releasing her from the restraining position he’d put her in. He drew deep breaths in an effort to hold back the beast that screamed at him to throw her down and mount her in the most debasing way possible.
“Part your thighs if you want me to take care of that ache between your legs.” His voice sounded gravelly.
She stilled, only her back rising and falling with the movement of her breath, her pretty face hidden from his view, turned into the cushions.
Damn..
Of course she wasn’t going to offer herself up to him. What was he thinking? He’d just humiliated her. She probably wouldn’t speak to him again.
To his shock, her feet inched apart.
He didn’t move, not quite believing his eyes.
Her thighs opened wider, offering a clear view of the pink heart of her sex, dewy and plump.
A shudder of lust kicked through him. “Beautiful girl,” he murmured, feeling as reverent as he sounded. Without releasing her wrists, he brought his fingers to her ripe core, running them lightly along her slit.
The way she humped the sofa arm nearly made him lose control. He stifled a curse and sought her clit. It was already swollen, hot beneath the pad of his finger. He circled once, twice, then flicked and tapped.
Her wanton cry made his hips jerk to match the movement of hers. He circled again. Flicked. Tapped.
“Cody…”
He loved the sound of his name on her lips way too damn much. He loved the scent of her arousal even more. He couldn’t wait to taste her. Couldn’t wait to hear what her cries sounded like when she came.