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)
“I know, I’m sorry. But it’s a CJ Steele house, and it just came on the market today. I’ve been dreaming of owning one for years, and this is my chance. I didn’t want to miss out.”
Cody hadn’t looked up from the sink, so she continued with her explanation. “Plus, it was so close. I mean, you only live a couple blocks away. I was careful. I mean, there was no one out to see me or anything.”
He finished with the brush and wiped out the sink with a rag, polishing the brushed aluminum faucet and handles before he dropped the brush and the rag onto a work tray.
“You’re in trouble, baby. That’s all I have to say.”
Her belly fluttered. Despite her protests, she actually loved their dance of dominance and submission. “Am I?”
He crossed to a window to close the blinds. “I think punishment at the scene of the crime is most fitting.” He removed the plastic tilt wand and slapped it in his palm like an old-fashioned teacher swishing a cane. He lifted his chin toward the polished concrete countertop. “Hands on the counter. Ass out.”
Her pussy clenched. “Cody, someone could walk in.”
“I won’t let anyone see you, I promise. I have shifter hearing. I would notice anyone coming long before they got to the door. But just think--there could’ve been far worse consequences to you leaving the house. Someone could’ve seen you. Someone could have picked you up and tortured you, mutilated your body, and dumped it as a message for your ex.”
She shuddered and glared at him for making his description so extreme.
“This consequence will be mild, in comparison.” The familiar glint of hunger showed on his face and she flushed with heat. If Cody enjoyed it, she knew she would too. After he made her suffer a little.
And suffering for Cody’s pleasure somehow didn’t bother her nearly as much as she thought it should. In fact, the idea had her nipples hard beneath her blouse, panties growing damp.
Cody’s big hand clapped down on her ass and stayed there. He squeezed.
Her breath left her throat in a rush.
Both his palms spanned her bare thighs and slid upward, dragging her skirt with them.
Her pussy clenched, heat flooding her pelvis and running down her legs.
When he had her skirt hiked up over her waist, he hooked his thumbs in the waistband of her panties and dragged them down to her ankles.
“You’re going to hold still for me this time, baby.” Even though the words sounded rough, his voice caressed her body, the heat in them smoldering, leaving her scorched and raw.
She wanted him. She wanted this, as crazy as that was. She needed it, craved it.
She leaned on her forearms and pushed her ass out for him.
The wand made a hiss as it sliced through the air. When it struck her bare flesh, she screamed. The thin line of impact burned like fire.
Cody swung it again and it struck just below the first line. She let out a whimper.
“You’ve been bad, baby.” Cody’s deepened voice seemed to reach right into her. The words dripped with suggestion. “Arch your back, show me that ass.”
Whap. Another line of fire. She danced on her feet.
“Spread your legs apart. Farther.” His voice came low and close this time.
She widened her stance.
He applied the crop-like implement one more time.
When she opened her eyes—she didn’t remember closing them—her breath was still coming in ragged pants.
She felt the touch of something cold and hard between her legs and started. Cody had threaded the wand through them and he rubbed her wet pussy with it. “You love my punishments.” There was an accusation in his voice and she knew they were talking about yesterday’s conversation.
“Yes.” No point in lying. She needed something from him now—desperately.
He wrapped his fingers in her hair and tugged her head back. The wand continued to stroke slowly over her clit. “You don’t like obeying, though.”
The scent of Melissa’s arousal filled the room, sending tingles all over Cody’s flesh, making his cock thicken in his jeans.
“If you were my mate, I’d follow that spanking up with a long, hard punishment fuck.”
Her eyes dilated. She moistened her lips and the sight of her tongue nearly drove him wild. “What’s that?”
He leaned down and nipped her earlobe. “That’s where I fuck you until you scream your release and then I turn you over and fuck your ass until you forget your name.”
She wobbled on her feet. “Cody,” she whispered hoarsely, “my legs won’t hold me up.”
He couldn’t help it—he was back in explicit crude mode. “Maybe because you belong on your knees.”
He expected to see irritation or disgust on her face, but she held his eyes and lowered to her knees. He sucked in a shocked breath. Her fingers unfastened the button of his jeans and urged the zipper down until his cock sprang free.