Total pages in book: 152
Estimated words: 155037 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 775(@200wpm)___ 620(@250wpm)___ 517(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 155037 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 775(@200wpm)___ 620(@250wpm)___ 517(@300wpm)
Remy leaned forward. “We’ll have to change that.” Then he stood and moved to the armchair. “But you’re both looking exhausted. It’s time for the spanking.”
Loki felt a tendril of panic.
What was wrong with him? He’d been in the armed forces and hadn’t felt as nervous as he did right now, faced with having to spank his girl.
If you can’t do it, Remy can.
No fucking way. It wasn’t a matter of pride. Or of jealousy or anything like that.
It was wanting to be what she needed.
And part of it was about what he wanted as well.
He helped her stand up off the couch.
“Are you going to bare her bottom or give her a spanking over her panties?” Remy asked.
Loki stared at him, then at Isa. Fuck. He wanted to see and touch her bare ass.
But at the same time he wanted to save that for when he was pleasuring her rather than punishing her.
He cleared his throat. “Panties, this first time. Isa?”
She nodded. “That’s . . . that’s good with me.”
There was a beat of silence where no one moved. Fuck, what was wrong with him? He was supposed to be in charge here.
“Come here, Tink.” He held out a hand to her and she slipped hers in. Her hand was cold and he frowned.
“Why didn’t you say you were cold?”
“I’m not really. If anything I feel a bit flushed. It’s only my hands that are kind of cold.”
“She needs to start wearing more when she goes outside,” Remy said.
Isa huffed out a sigh.
“Are you gonna be warm enough if I take off your nightgown?”
“Pretty sure you’re about to warm me up, right?” she said sassily.
Oh, yeah. He sure was.
“I will be,” she added.
He undid her dressing gown. Wasn’t like he hadn’t done it plenty of times before when he’d put her to bed. But something about this felt more momentous.
She was his now.
All of her was his.
Taking off her dressing gown, he dropped it to the side. She was wearing a pair of pale pink cotton pajamas that clung to her, highlighting her body.
Isa was small, but she had curves in all the right places. His dick was already hard from just looking at her.
How many times had he seen her in her skimpy nightgowns and had to go back to his room to jack off?
Then felt guilty for his desire for his best friend.
Too many to count.
He held out his hand to her, clasping hers tight. He hoped she knew that he’d never let her go.
“I’m so nervous. And this is just a spanking. What happens when we get to sex? Am I gonna pass out at the sight of your dick?” she blurted out. Then she appeared mortified at her words.
He huffed out a laugh. “No one would blame you, it’s a magnificent dick. Truly faint-worthy.”
Her eyes widened. And then she threw her head back and laughed. He grinned, winking at her after she calmed down.
“What? You don’t believe me? Wanna see?”
“Noo!” she cried, putting her hands over her eyes.
“Wait. I think I’m insulted.”
She dropped her hands, looking chagrined. But he couldn’t keep his shit-eating grin off his face.
“You’re so rude.” She put her hands on her hips.
“And you’re the cutest thing I’ve ever seen. Now, get over my lap so I can spank your naughty ass.”
Her eyes widened, but she let him draw her down over his lap. He sat there for a moment, just taking her in.
“Take down her pajama pants,” Remy said in a low voice.
Loki might have been annoyed at the order, if it wasn’t for the way that Remy was staring at her. As though he wanted to see her panty-clad ass as much as Loki did.
So he drew down her pajama pants. He had to smile as he saw her panties. They had little rainbows all over them.
“They’re not sexy. Sorry.”
He gave her a light slap on the ass. “What have I said about saying sorry for things that aren’t your fault? Or you don’t need to say sorry for?”
“Oh right. Um. Yeah.”
Loki could tell she was struggling not to apologize for apologizing.
“Besides, those are cute as fuck.” Remy was staring down at her intently.
Loki cupped her ass. Fuck. It was going to be a struggle to keep himself from coming in his pants like a teenager. Already, he was hard as hell. Although it wasn’t a surprise. Tink was gorgeous. So fucking sexy.
And he hadn’t been with a woman since before he went into the armed forces. It had been hugely unsatisfactory, and he’d felt wrong.
It was after that incident he’d realized that he was all in with Tink.
He hadn’t been with another woman since. He might have attempted to kidnap Georgie as his prize, but he hadn’t really meant it. He’d been in the moment.
That had been about rescuing Georgie from that bastard, Gary. He hadn’t meant to scare her.