Total pages in book: 24
Estimated words: 22821 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 114(@200wpm)___ 91(@250wpm)___ 76(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 22821 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 114(@200wpm)___ 91(@250wpm)___ 76(@300wpm)
"That hurt!"
"To punish you," I explain lazily, "for thinking I'd want any other woman."
"I hope you mean that for your sake."
While the darkness of her expression will likely have other people running away or dialing 1-800-Exorcist, I'm not surprised to find myself grinning...even as I fight off the urge to bend Kayra over the table so I can finally bury my cock inside of her.
"I love it when you're terrifying like this."
"You're crazy."
"Is it my fault everyone's mind-numbingly boring compared to you?"
"I think what you're saying is that compared to me, they're all just normal?"
"Time for you to know a little secret, darling: normal is overrated."
"But—-"
My tongue thrusts back home as I shut her up with a kiss. As much as I enjoy our verbal sparring, I'm just fucking ready for a different form of tussle at this point, and fuck, fuck, fuck—-
She's killing me all over again with how she shows no coyness at all as she curls her arms around my neck and kisses me back.
Her legs wrap around my waist as I lift her up, and the entire train crew is smart enough to remain out of sight as I take my future wife to the bedroom suite closest to the dining car.
I kick the door close before lowering Kayra to her feet, and I see her raise a brow when her gaze lands on the sofa, which has already been converted into a bed.
"Did you have this ready in the off chance I'd let you fuck me?"
"Will you kill me if I say yes?"
Kayra looks at me like I've lost my mind again. "Why would I be mad that you've shown foresight?"
Her words make me laugh even as I haul her back into my arms.
"God, I love you."
Her face instantly pales, and I grin. "Too soon?"
"Yes!"
"Good thing it's just an expression then—-"
She's visibly relieved, but just as her cheeks start regaining their color—-
"Or is it?"
Her expression immediately turns vexed, and it's just too fucking hot and cute I can't help stealing a quick hard kiss from her mouth—-as well as an equally quick bite on her lip that's just hard enough to make her hiss.
"Stop that!"
"Make me."
Teasing her has become an addiction, never mind if the flash of anger in her eyes also has me taking a careful step back. I've seen photographic evidence of how vicious my kitten can be, and when I see her taking a deep breath, I prepare myself for the worst—-
"Damn you!"
Since that can't be all there is to her wrath, maybe this response of hers is like a three-course punishment, and we're just getting starters, I mean started?
I wait for the main entrée, but nothing happens, and I look at her in bemusement. "Is that it?"
"I've never cussed out loud," Kayra mutters. "I've made it a point to avoid doing anything that's considered stereotypical to a psychopath...but I said them this time, just to let you know how annoyed I am."
Un-fucking-believable.
How can anyone as deadly as Kayra be so arousingly adorable at the same time?
One move is all I need to take her by surprise, and my kitten is back to hissing in annoyance as she finds herself flat on her back and me looming over her like a certain master from Greyskull.
"Has anyone told you you're perfect?"
"I've had someone say I was perfectly psycho if that counts?"
"Ignore them," I say right away. "Multiple studies have effectively established links between perception bias—-"
"There you go again talking like a shrink to spare my feelings."
"I guess you'll just have to get used to it...won't you?"
All she can do is gasp in response, with my hand having dipped inside her jeans, and immediately covering her desire-drenched cunt.
My gaze locks with hers as I grind the heel of my palm against her mound, and this time it's my name she gasps out as her body arches up.
"Rake!"
I start kneading her wildly quivering cunt, and a shudder rocks her slender frame.
"You like that," I growl.
All she does is nod, but the look of helpless need on her beautiful face says everything, and it makes me start playing with her clit—-
"Rake."
It's my first time to hear her moan, and I rub her swollen nub of flesh harder and faster because I want to keep hearing such sounds.
And I do.
Her cries echo against the room, and her body twists and turns as I start flicking her clit with my finger. Her gaze clings to mine as I work relentlessly on her clit, and when her arousal gradually scents the air, I know she's getting close—-
Fuck, fuck, fuck.
The thought of being the first and only man to bring my beautiful Kayra into orgasm has my own cock throbbing violently under my pants, and I can barely control myself when I finally press my thumb hard against her pleasure bud.