Total pages in book: 61
Estimated words: 60904 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 305(@200wpm)___ 244(@250wpm)___ 203(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 60904 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 305(@200wpm)___ 244(@250wpm)___ 203(@300wpm)
Karolina
What are you planning to do to me?
Bones
For now, I’ll make you wait.
Several more minutes pass without another message.
Karolina
Are you there?
Bones
Always. But you will suffer for me, Karolina. Don’t you dare touch yourself until I give you permission.
Karolina
When will that be?
Bones
You’ve always been a greedy little thing. You want an orgasm from me? You’ll have to earn it. I’ll accept that you don’t want to change our relationship, but that’s not enough. You’ve taken me for granted. I’m a real person, Karolina. Not just a toy for you to use and discard.
My eyes sting.
Karolina
I really am sorry. I was scared. But you didn’t deserve to be treated like that.
Bones
I’ll accept your apology when you prove how sorry you are.
Karolina
How?
Bones
You’ll see. Goodnight, kitten.
He doesn’t send another message. I consider following up, but I don’t think pestering him will help my case.
I’m hot and bothered after my intense afternoon with Rand, and my body craves release.
I could easily masturbate to siphon off some tension. There’s no way Bones will know.
But I’ll take my penance. He deserves that much from me, at least.
Waiting to come is going to be slow torment, but I can bear it. I owe it to him.
We might not know much about each other, but I’m not ready to let go of our strange relationship.
Especially when my life is spinning out of my control. Between being stalked by a sick freak and being hopelessly attracted to my gorgeous professor, I could use some normality. Bones has always been a constant for me.
Now, I just have to prove myself to him.
Bones follows through with his promise the next morning. I’m in the library when my phone buzzes.
My stomach flips when I see his contact details on my lock screen.
I can’t message my kinky masked man while I’m on campus.
Another buzz.
I close my eyes and take a quick breath. I promised I would make it up to him, so I can’t just ignore him until I’m back in my apartment.
I unlock my phone.
Bones
Are you ready for your punishment?
Now or never, Karolina.
I press my lips together, debating what to do. This isn’t the right time or place for this.
Karolina
I’m at the library. Can I call you later? I can be home in half an hour. I promise this is a priority for me.
Bones
Your orgasm is always your priority.
Karolina
No, you’re a priority.
Bones
Prove it.
Karolina
How?
Bones
Call me. Now.
I squirm in my seat and cast a furtive glance around. The library is even quieter than usual at this early hour, but I’m not entirely alone.
Karolina
Please, Bones. Give me a few minutes. I told you I’m at the library.
He simply forwards his earlier message:
Bones
Now or never, Karolina.
I can’t lose him.
My fingers shake slightly as I put in my headphones and connect the call.
A camera icon appears on my screen. Bones is requesting a video chat.
I wince and don’t accept the request.
Instead, I whisper, “I can’t do this right now. I’m sorry.”
“Not nearly sorry enough. Not yet.”
His gravelly voice is a balm to my frayed nerves, even as my pulse ratchets up a notch. I didn’t realize how much my heart ached over the loss of our relationship. Now that he’s speaking to me again, relief washes over me, despite my predicament.
“It’s good to hear your voice,” I admit quietly.
He doesn’t answer for a moment.
“Are you there?”
“I’m here, kitten.” His tone is still rough, but he’s softer now.
My phone buzzes. Another video call request.
I squeeze my eyes shut.
“Please…” I beg.
“You’ll get no mercy from me,” he warns. “Accept the call, Karolina.”
I swallow hard and obey. My screen remains stubbornly black.
“I can’t see you,” I say.
There must be something wrong with the connection.
“No,” he replies. “But I can see you. Your cheeks are the prettiest shade of pink right now. I should embarrass you for my amusement more often.”
Damn my body for reacting to that cruel taunt with a rush of lust.
“Are you alone right now?” he asks.
I cast a frantic glance around the reading area. “There are a couple of other students nearby.”
The young woman closest to me shoots me an annoyed glare for being on my phone, even though I’m barely breathing the words.
“Go find a quiet place.”
I shove my books into my bag. “I can be home in fifteen minutes.”
“No,” he drawls. “In the library.”
My heart skips a beat.
“Please don’t do this,” I whisper as I scurry past the annoyed woman.
“Where do you think they keep their most boring books?” he muses. “Try the Philosophy section.”
“I can’t.”
He ignores my protest. “Maybe there’s some sort of helpful philosophical principle to describe your current predicament. You should look into it.”
“Don’t tease me about this,” I beg. “It’s not funny.”
“I find it immensely amusing. Your blush really is delicious.” His tone hardens. “Go to the Philosophy section. This isn’t a request.”
“Fine,” I say quickly. “I’m going. I’ll look up whatever sick game this is and see if I can find a way to navigate it with my dignity intact.”