Total pages in book: 87
Estimated words: 81937 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 410(@200wpm)___ 328(@250wpm)___ 273(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 81937 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 410(@200wpm)___ 328(@250wpm)___ 273(@300wpm)
Socks and boots follow, and then I stand and pull her to her feet, keeping a hand on her hip to ensure she stays there. She’s still a little wobbly, which satisfies a deep, dark part of me. I won’t deny that I want to stamp my name on her ass so she remembers who owns her, but this is the next best thing. I take a moment to grab the dress and shoes she was wearing earlier and then it’s time to go.
The second we walk out the door, I scoop her into my arms. Tink goes rigid. “Put me down.”
“No.”
“I’m too heavy.” She flinches as soon as she says the words, but I ignore both as I stride down the hallway to the public playroom. People are in various stages of scenes and fucking, but at least a handful of eyes follow us as I pick my way through the space to the door on the other side. Good.
Let them look and know that this is real.
No matter what else is true, no matter what other lies we tell, this is real.
It just may not be till death do us part.
Chapter 12
Tink
My world has gone topsy-turvy in the last twelve hours. Marriage. One of the hottest scenes I’ve ever participated in, and I’m not talking about the five-some. Being the center of Hook’s attention—and when we’re together, I truly am the center of his attention—is exhilarating and terrifying. He makes me want to push against the line he draws in the sand just to see what he’ll do.
He makes me want to obey without question.
I’m still spinning when the car pulls up in front of his building. He opens the door and helps me out, every inch the courteous rogue, as if an hour ago he wasn’t finger fucking me while he threatened a gang bang. I still haven’t decided if it was meant as reward or punishment. I get the feeling that Hook enjoyed scening with the other Doms as much as I did. That he likes to watch as much as I like to be in the spotlight.
Between one blink and the next, we’re inside the elevator. Another blink and we’re in his room. I’m weaving on my feet, the events of the last few days catching up with me.
I make a beeline for the bed, but he hooks me around the waist and turns us toward the bathroom. “You’ll sleep better this way.”
“Your shower is amazing, but I don’t want to sleep in it.”
“Smartass.” But he says it fondly. “You have two minutes, and then we’re getting ready for bed.” He nudges me into the bathroom and shuts the door.
I take care of business and peek out the door to find him standing there … naked.
I stare. I can’t help it. I know I should be aloof and unaffected, but holy shit, he’s so gorgeous I can barely stand it. His lean body is carved with muscle from his shoulders to his calves. I nibble my bottom lip as I eye his thighs, lightly dusted with dark hair. I’m not a biter, but I have the sudden impulse to become one.
And then there’s his cock.
He’s perfectly sized. Long and thick, and I just know he’ll fill me in exactly the way I crave.
I take a step forward before I catch myself and look up to find him watching me with a single raised eyebrow. I manage to dredge up a glare. “Shut up.”
“I didn’t say anything.”
“You’re saying it with your cock. Knock it off.”
Hook snorts. “For someone who says she doesn’t want my cock, you’re staring at it awfully hard.”
“It’s pretty.” Whoops. Didn’t mean to say that aloud. But now that it’s out there, I can’t help wanting to make one thing clear. “You said my pussy was yours.”
He goes still. “I did.”
“That’s some archaic misogynistic bullshit, but it works for me, so don’t stop.”
He barely seems to breathe. “And?”
The words stop up in my chest, but I’ve gone too far to back out now. This is part of the negotiations I didn’t think to include when we were rushing to the altar and then to Hades’s club tonight. I lift my chin. “If my pussy is yours, then your cock is mine.”
“Agreed.” He says it far quicker than I anticipate. “Are you saying you don’t want to share it?”
Am I saying that?
I shake my head before the thought reaches completion. We covered this before. I know we did. But it was barely theoretical at that point, and now it’s all too real. “I liked Gaeton sucking your cock. I would have really liked watching you fuck his ass. The group sex stuff is fun.” I give myself another shake. “I don’t know what I’m trying to say.”
He smiles slowly. “My cock is yours, beautiful girl. I won’t touch anyone else unless we’re in a scene and the boundaries are clearly defined.” His smile widens. “Naturally, you don’t get to ride my cock until the terms are met. But you have my consent to touch to your little heart’s delight.”