Total pages in book: 61
Estimated words: 57406 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 287(@200wpm)___ 230(@250wpm)___ 191(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 57406 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 287(@200wpm)___ 230(@250wpm)___ 191(@300wpm)
“I thought you were a Dom?” I had asked.
“I am... I don't really practice that now, so to speak, but it is in my blood, who I am.” He shrugged.
“Well, I don't know much about BDSM, but I thought spankings were supposed to be erotic or something?” I asked confused, rubbing my sore ass.
“Yes, it can be,” he answered, smiling sheepishly. Then bending down, he ran his tongue along the sensitive skin of my ass cheek. He followed the hot wet trail of his tongue with nipping kisses and lightly massaging fingers. The sensual touch against the stinging pain made me moan as I became aroused, my pussy quivered and grew wet. He crawled up the bed to my head and traced my ear with his tongue, as he reached between my legs with his hand and ran his fingers through my folds collecting the wetness. Then bringing his fingers up to his mouth, he sucked them clean and said, “But, this will be the ONLY time you’ll feel pleasure from a spanking I give you, Kitten. Because they are punishment for your defiance and will be given as such.” Then he rolled off the bed and smacked my ass hard, making me come on the spot.
“Fuck me,” I panted, sticking my face into the pillow under my head as I rode out my orgasm.
He chuckled at me and then continued, “If you want to get a shower here, there are towels in the cabinets under the sink.”
The mention of his shower had sobered me enough to roll over and look at him, while tilting my head with my eyebrows raised.
“What?” he asked, confused.
"Um... what’s up with your shower?" I asked skeptically.
He started laughing. “Have you seen it?”
“Yes, I was gonna shower before going to the church to get Kate, but I couldn’t figure out how to turn it on and, well frankly, it scared the shit out of me.”
He bent down and kissed me then said, "Have fun with the water, baby....be a good girl today and I will show you tonight... but for now, I will show you how to work the main one."
Before leaving his place, he made me write out a list of all the people I sell weed to. He seemed more relax that he could now check out everyone, making sure I was safe. I also had to agree that if I had another Captain Hook situation, I would inform him before taking action. In return, he would stay out of my business. The only thing he was still peeved over was my refusal to tell him who my supplier was. I mean, he knows I can't tell him that. Fuck, he is associated with a motorcycle club. He knows that's a big breach of trust between dealer and supplier. It is too easy to slip up, just like I almost did telling him Dingo's name.
Heading out the door of my place, I grab the cell phones off the chargers. No messages on the cancer patients’ phone. Shit, two missed calls from Ben and three from Jenna on my personal phone, and I got two messages on the burner phone I need to answer. I'll see Ben in a little bit, and I'll call Jenna when I get there. I answer the phone messages real quick before I go.
Hey, little girl. Need a zip of The Fonz - Jess
No problem, be around this afternoon. -C
I went to the next text.
Hey, C.- Sam
Need Half O of Giggle. -Sam
No problem, be around this afternoon. -C
Driving to the flower shop. I think about why Linc needs so much control. I have never met anyone so ‘my way or no way.’ It has to be the Dom thing. I need to research this more later, learn about what makes him tick.
Arriving at the shop, Ben is already there and, to my surprise, so are Parker and Jenna. “Hey, what are you guys doing here?” I ask, smiling.
“I'm off today, worked a double this weekend,” Parker replies.
“I'm just here for a little while, we don't have any patients coming in until after lunch,” Jenna shares, narrowing her eyes at me.
“I work here,” Ben reminds, smiling.
I shake my head at him and continue. “I see I missed a couple of calls from you guys, sorry about that,” I say, heading to the display cooler and straightening the flowers that don't need straightening. I'm just trying to avoid the awkward conversation I know is going to come. I can feel three pairs of eyes staring holes in my back. I hear the door lock click and turn to see Ben flipping the sign over, so the Closed side is facing the street on the front door. Meanwhile, Parker is behind the counter putting the phone on hold and Jenna is leaning against the counter, staring at me with her arms crossed.