Total pages in book: 112
Estimated words: 112567 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 563(@200wpm)___ 450(@250wpm)___ 375(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 112567 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 563(@200wpm)___ 450(@250wpm)___ 375(@300wpm)
I was just one woman that he’d met in pursuit of his father.
However. . .his little jealousy brought a blush to my own cheeks, and a much-needed distraction from the pain of losing my father.
A flutter took flight in my chest.
“So. . .” I swallowed. “Duck and I were just playing around. And it was mainly my fault.”
“How?”
“While I was waiting for you to come down, I had at least two glasses of Mootoo.”
“Moutai?”
“Yes.” I nodded. “Sorry. Moutai, and that had me a bit tipsy, especially since I was drinking it on an empty stomach.”
“I still don’t see how Duck flirting with you, is your fault.”
“Listen. When I’m sad and depressed, I like to escape through drinking, smoking, and. . .you know. . .”
“What?”
“Sex, Lei.” I shrugged. “I like to have sex to push away my sadness.”
His face twisted in furious angles.
Oh no.
He closed the small distance between us and pressed his hard muscular chest against my breast. His voice rose in the suite. “You planned on having sex with Duck?!”
“No.” I edged away. “What? That’s not what I mean.”
He scowled at me. “Then, what did you mean?”
I took another step back. “I just wanted a little male attention so I was flirting with him, not the other way around.”
“That was very dangerous.” He moved back against me.
My heart pounded in my chest.
“If you want male attention you come to me, not him.”
I lowered my voice. “Come to you?”
His gaze slipped down to my breasts and then he put it back on my face. “Yes.”
“I didn’t. . .” I cleared my throat. “I didn’t think that was an option due to your. . .mourning—”
“We’re both mourning.”
I looked away. “Yeah, but you’re mourning the love of your life. That’s different than my grieving over my father.”
“Come to me, Monique.” He raised his free hand and touched my chin, lifting my view back to him. “You comfort me. I comfort you.”
But. . .does your comforting involve dick?
I didn’t dare ask him. Perhaps, it was the alcohol that had me even wondering. Or it could have been this closeness that had my body and mind spiraling into an erotic whirlwind.
Lust hit my cheeks.
This new development was entirely unexpected, but it gave me a strange sense of hope. In the midst of all the chaos, Lei—with his emperor presence and jealous rules—was providing an unexpected beacon of light in this day’s haunting darkness, and I found myself drawn to it.
Despite the diamond handcuffs, despite the loss, despite every fucking thing going wrong in my life today, I was beginning to see a sliver of silver lining in my unexpected captivity with him.
Lei breathed me in.
I shivered.
He whispered, “Do you understand?”
“Yes.”
“Good.” He brushed his thumb across my lips.
My heart skipped a beat.
He lowered his head towards mine.
My breath caught.
A low groan left him.
I damn near rose to my toes, craving his kiss.
Desperate for it even.
This. . .need. . .for him. . .I could tell. . .it would be as addictive as any drug, and I found myself straining forward, almost getting ready to beg him for one taste.
“Monique.” His lips were so close. One inch more and I could be devouring his mouth and sucking on his tongue. “You have been the best thing about this day. . .this month. Maybe even. . .this year.”
“Lei. . .”
“Yes?”
I shivered against him. “Kiss me.”
Without any hesitation, he crushed his mouth to mine, holding me so tightly against him, I wondered if he could feel my heart beating.
Then, he pushed his tongue past my lips, and it was desperate, intense, twirling, and twisting.
Jesus Christ.
Whimpering, I melted against him.
My body ached, ready to climax.
My nipples hardened, aching for him.
My sex became so wet, swelling with need.
And it was much deeper than a simple need to be touched. It was the fact that his kiss was heaven, and I yearned for more—his hands exploring my flesh, his cock pushing inside of me.
Someone knocked at the door.
Lei ignored it as if lost in our kiss, and I damn sure was happy about that.
Fuck anyone for trying to interrupt.
The knock came again.
Lei groaned in annoyance and sucked on my tongue.
Yeah. Fuck them. Keep kissing me.
I raised my free hand and slipped my fingers along his muscular arm.
Chen’s voice sounded on the other side. “Lei, we are coming in! This is important!”
Grunting, Lei pulled away but didn’t let me go.
I stared up at him, dazed, my lips swollen and moist, the fiery sensations of our kiss still burning in my body.
Chen knocked again. “Lei, are you awake? We really need to talk to you!”
Lei kept his gaze on me and yelled. “I am very busy right now!”
Another man’s voice sounded. It was a voice that I recognized, yet couldn’t put a name too.
“Lei,” he said. “Open the door. Now.”
Lei tensed and his face twisted with fury. He pulled out keys from his pocket and began to unlock our handcuffs. “If we begin to fight, I want you to run out of the room and go off with my men.”