Total pages in book: 58
Estimated words: 54208 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 271(@200wpm)___ 217(@250wpm)___ 181(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 54208 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 271(@200wpm)___ 217(@250wpm)___ 181(@300wpm)
All sorts of emotions sped through her brain as she absorbed his words. Finally, she decided what her best answer would be. Leaning forward, she pressed her lips to his in a kiss that quickly escalated. The heat between them flared hot as he tasted her. When she leaned back, they were both breathing faster.
“Thank you, Daddy,” she whispered.
“You’re welcome, Little girl.”
He moved her slightly to the side and put her left shoe, still resting in the box, onto her foot. After tying the laces snugly, he asked, “Ready to go run?”
“Yes, Sir.”
“Daddy will do,” he said with a wink before getting up and tugging her to stand next to him.
“Yes, Daddy.”
“Good girl. You’ll have to walk in front of me until I get myself back in control,” he mentioned casually.
“Why?” She ran her gaze over his body and stopped at waist level. “Oh!”
“Don’t stare at it. You’ll never get to run.”
“Oh!” Celeste looked at the ceiling and fought herself from checking out the front of his pants. Damn!
“You’re thinking about it. That doesn’t help,” he said, his tone wry.
“Of course, I’m thinking about it. It’s like the elephant in the room.”
Laughing, he went into the bathroom and returned, holding a small towel in front of him. She fought her desire to look down, knowing exactly what preceded him as he walked out. Her panties were already soaked.
“Let’s go, CB,” he said, putting a hand on her back to guide her to the door, holding the towel in front of him as a shield in the guise of simply an exercise necessity. Some people did carry something to wipe away the sweat as they ran.
In front of him now, she didn’t have to struggle to keep her eyes focused on anything else other than the huge bulge tenting his shorts. As they stepped into the elevator, the mirrors caught her gaze. “Holy hell!” she cursed, looking up at the ceiling and finding a mirror there, too.
His laugh went straight to her core. The sound was deep and masculine; she loved his amusement. As big and stern as he looked to someone who didn’t know him, Hawking had a tender and humorous side when you got to know him.
They walked out of the main building and away from people before Hawking nodded to her. “Go, Little girl.”
Testing out his speed, she jogged for a few yards. When he seemed at ease, she increased her pace to a slow run. Hawking remained easily at her side. She debated speeding up even more to test him but pushed that out of her mind.
Allowing herself to relax into the motion, Celeste didn’t worry about her surroundings. She was with Hawking. He’d take care of any problems. When they approached the back gate, she asked, “Can we go a bit farther?”
“Not ready to go back?” he asked.
“No. Just a half mile or so? Can we go out the gate? Who knows if everyone in the resort area is safe anyway? The bad guys could be in here, too.”
“Let’s go to that stop sign and come back,” he suggested, pointing about a half mile ahead of them.
Instantly, the feeling of being trapped diminished. The resort was gorgeous, but she didn’t like feeling restricted. She smiled as they ran the short distance to the sign.
“Celeste! Turn around and run for the gate as fast as you can,” Hawking yelled.
Confused by his sudden command, she stopped to look around and froze in place. A group of men appeared from the trees on her left. They rapidly converged on her location. A slap on her butt shocked her from the feeling of being glued in place.
As she spun around, Hawking moved between her and the men streaming toward them. Just up ahead, the Danger Bluff gates promised some form of security. Her heart beat wildly in her chest. She was almost back inside the resort grounds.
A jerk almost knocked Celeste off her feet. “No! Let me go!” One of the men had a handful of her shirt and tried to haul her backward. Her shoes skidded on pieces of gravel scattered on the pavement. She couldn’t get any traction. He was too strong.
“Fight, Celeste! I'm coming.”
Hawking’s voice made her strike out. Pounding on the arm that held her and towed her away, Celeste tried to break his hold. To her surprise, it worked. Suddenly free, she danced backward, moving out of his range before turning to run. She dodged his lunge to recapture her and felt his fingertips brush over her upper arm.
The man fell back, and Celeste saw Hawking take another swing.
“Go, CB. Go!” Hawking yelled.
Celeste ran as fast as she could. She could hear the grunts and thuds of the fight behind her. Even though frightened for Hawking and wanting to help, she followed his instructions. She burst through the opening onto Danger Bluff land and took off for the main building, waving her arms to attract Magnus’s attention. She knew he would be monitoring the grounds.