Total pages in book: 134
Estimated words: 126485 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 632(@200wpm)___ 506(@250wpm)___ 422(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 126485 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 632(@200wpm)___ 506(@250wpm)___ 422(@300wpm)
Goosebumps popped up along my skin and made my nipples harden. Lorcan’s gaze shifted to my breasts and despite the cool air-conditioning, I suddenly felt way too hot.
“Go on,” his deep voice broke through my thoughts.
A small shiver ran down my back as I hooked my fingers into the waistband of my panties. With a desperate tug, I shoved them down my legs. When the last bit of modesty had fallen, I felt a mix of relief and trepidation.
“It’s been a while since I had a woman with a natural look,” he mused, scanning the red triangle between my legs.
I flushed. “I trimmed it,” I blurted.
The ghost of a smirk darted across his face.
“Oh, I see that, Aislinn, but it’s still more natural than any pussy I’ve seen in a while.”
He was trying to unsettle me, and, unfortunately, he was succeeding. It was difficult to hide embarrassment or anger with my pale complexion. I blushed too quickly, which some found endearing, but I hated it with a passion.
“Come closer.”
I inched a few steps toward him.
“Closer.”
A few more steps.
“Closer.”
My naked shins bumped against his pant legs.
“I paid for a night of entertainment. How about you entertain me now? I’m growing bored.” He leaned back, motioning at his body. “I’m all yours.”
“As if this hasn’t already been entertaining for you,” I hissed, my temper coming through. He enjoyed embarrassing me. I wasn’t sure what I’d done to him to deserve this, or maybe it was in his nature to toy with people. Probably the latter.
“If you’re referring to this comical version of a striptease, I can assure you it’s been a drag.”
I gritted my teeth. “You’re torturing me.”
“You think this is me torturing you?” A dangerous tone had entered his voice.
“Of course. You enjoy embarrassing me and forcing me to do something I don’t want to do.”
He jerked to his feet, making me take a step back, and towered over me with a murderous expression. “You sold a product, and I bought said product for a very steep price I might add. If you had no intention of delivering, then you shouldn’t have offered it in the first place. Where I come from, debts are honored. And you owe me a night with you.”
He had a point. I had sold my body and now he expected me to deliver. It didn’t matter that I had been too naïve to realize the nature of the business, at least in his eyes.
“Then take what I owe you,” I growled. “I won’t be indebted to you.”
He cupped my neck, gentler than I expected, and bowed, so we were at eye level. My eyelashes fluttered nervously. He drew my lower lip into his mouth before he traced his tongue along the seam of my lips. “As sweet as I thought. Oh, Aislinn, you got yourself in way too deep.”
The way he said my name was too familiar, as if he knew more about me than he should.
His smile was dark, eyes triumphant. He sank into the armchair so his smirking face was at the same level as my most private part. “What are your plans for me? What could be worth three thousand dollars?” he asked.
“I didn’t suggest I was worth that much. You and the other men made the assumption that I was.”
He tilted his head. “So I paid too much for you?”
“That depends on the viewpoint, I reckon,” I said haughtily.
His eyes traveled from my bare breasts to the apex of my thighs. One corner of his mouth twisted in a smirk. “The viewpoint is promising, albeit not worth three thousand.”
“Then do what you must to get your money’s worth. It’s here for the taking.”
How much would Lorcan take from me and would I let him? Did I even have a choice?
Lorcan touched my hip, the golden ring with his family crest cool against my flesh. He traced his palm over the curve of my hip, along my upper thigh ever so slightly, and then back up just as slowly, until his thumb grazed my ribs. His keen eyes followed the effect his simple touch had on my body. My skin was on fire, nipples hardening to the point of almost pain. And worse, but thankfully hidden from his keen eyes, warmth had spread between my thighs as blood gathered in my labia, making it pulse with a longing that Lorcan Devaney’s touch shouldn’t evoke in me.
“Women throw themselves at me for various reasons. They don’t pretend being with me is an unbearable chore. My women are always eager for my touch and cock.”
“Even the women you buy at an auction house?”
“This doesn’t happen as often as you probably think.” The amusement in his voice really set me off, but it was difficult to focus on anything but his hand stroking my side.
“I sold my body, not my mind. So take what you bought but don’t expect me to enjoy it. That wasn’t part of the deal.”