Total pages in book: 130
Estimated words: 129571 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 648(@200wpm)___ 518(@250wpm)___ 432(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 129571 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 648(@200wpm)___ 518(@250wpm)___ 432(@300wpm)
A shiver of lust ran through me. “If Cinderella was strong, then why did she run away?”
“Cinderella ran out of that castle because she saw what was in Prince Charming’s eyes. It scared her.” He slipped his fingers down my neck and even farther to the swell of my cleavage.
Instantly, the masquerade ball disappeared. It was like a black cloud swarmed around and transported us somewhere else.
“What was in his eyes?” I asked.
“Hunger. He had more hunger in his eyes than the wolf out of the Little Red Riding Hood tale.” Chase shrugged. “So she ran, and he chased.”
I backed away from him before he could dip his fingers into my breasts or have me coming in front of more people. “Well, I think Cinderella ran away because she needed a minute to breathe.”
“Princesses don’t get to breathe.” He closed the distance between us. “They can moan or shudder, but there is no breathing room from their prince.”
“Thank God I’m not in a Disney movie.”
He tilted that huge frame my way. “Are you sure about that?”
“Yes. I’m not a Disney princess or your queen. I’ll be right back. See you at the table.” With confidence, I turned around and stalked off.
If the music was low, I would’ve heard the click.
If I’d been facing him, I would’ve seen him press the button on the remote control.
But neither happened. Yet, that freaking toy came on inside me. Vibrations throbbed the hungry space between my thighs. I stumbled again.
Christ, it feels so good.
My whole world shifted into a tornado of pleasure. And I stood at the center, the vortex, the very eyes of a hurricane, spinning over and over. Wind whipped past my skin. My senses heightened. The succulent aroma of high-end dishes assaulted my nose. The orchestra’s playing increased and blocked out all of the chatter.
Oh my God. When will it stop feeling so good?
And at the center of my pussy, pleasure drummed so hard, I gritted my teeth and clenched my fingers into fists.
Chase appeared behind me, wrapped one arm around my waist, and pressed his thick erection into the curve of my behind. “Here, my queen. Let me show you to the bathroom.”
“I hate you,” I moaned.
“I like when you say it that way.”
“Ummm.”
“Can I do laps between those lips? I want to kiss your flower, let my tongue play between those petals.”
A gruff male voice sounded behind the both of us, and ruined the moment. “I’ve never been one for flowers.”
Is that Benny?
Tension thickened within my shoulders as I glanced behind me.
Benny’s angry expression met my gaze. “You look beautiful tonight, Jasmine.”
Chase clicked the remote control, and all of the vibrations stopped, as well as the calm beating of my heart.
Please, don’t hurt anyone tonight, Benny.
Chapter 2
Jasmine
“Benny, what are you doing here?” I stepped around Chase. He blocked me, and pushed me back behind him.
“Stay back, Jasmine.” Chase blocked me again.
“Yes, stay back, Jasmine.” Benny nodded and stood right in front of Chase. If he’d been a cartoon character, smoke probably would’ve been seething from his nostrils. He looked pissed. His signature smile spread across his face, the smile that warned of blood and broken bones to come.
“Why didn’t you invite your mother?” Benny asked.
“What?” I took my mask off. “Forget all of that. Please, don’t start any—”
Chase got back in front of me. “I don’t even want you talking to this sick man.”
“Let me talk to him.” I tried to knock Chase’s arm away as he walled me into his back.
“I wish I could kill you right here, little Stone. Just for your hands being all over my daughter’s body.” Benny’s voice delivered chills to my skin. “You should definitely stay behind him, Jasmine. I don’t want you to accidentally get hurt, when good ole Chase is my target.”
“What do you want?” Chase asked.
“Have you not received my heads?” Benny’s smile widened. “I gift wrapped them all in Beatles’ paper. I figured it added a good touch. Perhaps, the images could make you forget about the smell. Did you get the heads I sent you?”
“Heads?” I shoved Chase away and got to their side, keeping them both in my view. “What do you mean heads? Tell me you’re not talking about actual heads.” I turned to Chase and then Benny.
Neither said anything.
I waved my hand. “Hello? What is going on?”
Chase kept his gaze on Benny. “You need to leave.”
“I have things to say tonight.” Benny shrugged. “I’ll leave when I’m done.”
“Heads?” I glanced at them both again. “Someone answer me!”
They remained quiet. Both just stood there, appearing almost like mirror reflections, if not for the difference in age and pedigree, they could’ve been related. Both stood tall with broad shoulders and heavy, muscular builds. Chase exuded youth and wealth. He was chiseled muscle and a piercing green gaze, sex simmering on top of success.