Total pages in book: 158
Estimated words: 149641 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 748(@200wpm)___ 599(@250wpm)___ 499(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 149641 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 748(@200wpm)___ 599(@250wpm)___ 499(@300wpm)
She was a little offended. “I can be mean in a fight, but I didn’t want to fight you. And no, there is no fight club.”
He leaned over slightly and touched the violet wand to her left nipple.
And she damn near came off the bed. It wasn’t like the sucker was on a higher setting. It had been a flutter over her skin, but it was enough. “Ben.”
He sighed as though he’d done something deeply satisfying. “It wasn’t Kala. It was Tash, and she pointed out that you like to top from the bottom and you might like to put it as service when it’s your way of ensuring you know what happens. Well, I would be a bad top to allow this to continue.”
He touched the wand to her right nipple, the sensation sizzling across her skin. Kenzie gasped and held on to the restraints her asshole Master had placed her in knowing she would think he was going to eat her pussy. Liar.
It was kind of sexy.
“Tash might have pointed out that it’s not submission if you’re in control of everything.” Another sizzle along her skin. He was on the side of the bed, but his stupid long arms and ridiculously tall body treated the queen-size bed like it was a twin. He didn’t have to struggle to reach her. “You’re in control of one thing tonight, Kenzie. Whether or not you say yes, but you’re not going to say no to me. I’m going to torture this gorgeous body. I’m going to put my mark all over you, baby, and you’re going to do nothing but ask me for more.”
The trouble was, he was right. She would never say no to this man.
Even as he started to trace a line of fire down her body.
“I like the violet wand. Don’t you, baby? I can torture the hell out of you at this setting and not leave a mark.”
Kenzie whimpered. She wasn’t sure if she was whimpering about the fire that skittered over her skin or the idea that he wouldn’t mark her. She loved it. Loved the bite marks and where he sucked her skin it bloomed like a little tattoo, proof of how primal he could be when it came to her.
“But don’t worry.” He moved to the end of the bed, taking one of her legs in his hand and settling it on his shoulder. He turned his head slightly and gave her calf a hard nip. “I know how much you like a bite.”
She let out a strangled scream because the pain flared and then became heat pooling between her thighs. Ben nibbled his way down her leg even as that fucking wand found her nipples again.
He was killing her. He didn’t let up. Between the sharp nips to her skin and the electricity lighting up her nipples, she couldn’t breathe, couldn’t think past the next sensation. Time seemed to bend on itself as Ben worked her over thoroughly.
When he touched her pussy with that fucking wand, her back bowed as she came. She was thankful for the restraints because she needed something to hold onto. Pleasure swamped her senses as she gritted her teeth and rode the wave.
Ben was smiling when he placed the wand on the tray she’d prepared and he seemed intent on not using. “You’re so wet, baby. It’s a fucking beautiful sight.” He dropped to his knees and before she’d had a chance to catch her breath, his tongue dove deep, mouth covering her pussy with a heat that threatened to singe her soul.
This was what she’d been waiting for. She felt possessed by him, loved by him. Tonight they connected on a level she’d never felt before.
“Turn me over,” she whispered. It would be easier for him.
He stared down at her. “And miss looking at your face? No, Kenzie. This is going to be my way. All the way.” He released her, unbinding her with a practiced hand, and then he eased a pillow under her lower back, opening her further to him. “And I want to feel your hands on me.”
She was more than ready when she felt his fingers rimming her asshole, rubbing the lube in. Her breath caught because he wasn’t going to use a plug this time.
Her body softened in submission. This was what she’d dreamed of since the moment she’d understood what sex was. She wanted this communion with the man she loved, with the man she could build a life with.
He was here now. With her. And there was no going back.
She gasped as he loomed over her, and she felt that big dick start to breach her.
Pressure but no pain. She bit her bottom lip as he gently worked his way in, little thrusts back and forth, opening her up in short passes.