Total pages in book: 155
Estimated words: 146392 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 732(@200wpm)___ 586(@250wpm)___ 488(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 146392 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 732(@200wpm)___ 586(@250wpm)___ 488(@300wpm)
This was serious. Everything about TJ was serious.
She let her head fall submissively forward and held herself still.
She heard TJ crossing over to her desk. The impulse to look up and see what he was doing was a whole damn mood, but she held back. Patience. He’d had it with her, and now it was her turn. She kept her eyes on the floor in front of her, listening as things shuffled around, and then finally she heard the thud of boots getting closer.
“You have some interesting things in here, Louisa.” His well-worn boots moved into her field of vision. “I know you’re the innovator, but I play in that field, too. I don’t need my kit to handle you.”
The edge of the ruler she used to draw straight lines came to rest under her chin. He lifted her head gently, bringing her eyes up so she could look at him.
This was a different version of the man she loved, and she understood why he’d held it back from her. This TJ was hungry, staring at her like he could devour her whole and make her beg for more. She needed him, and he needed the side of her she rarely accessed. The one who was confident enough to take care of her Dom.
She could do this. She could be what he needed.
“Do you have a safe word?” he asked.
“I don’t need one. Not with you.”
His lips curled up slightly. “I could make you regret those words. Do you think I’m not capable of it?”
“I don’t think you’re capable of willingly hurting me in a way I won’t enjoy. I think the minute you realized it was more than I could handle, you would do anything you can to make it right for me.”
“I’m glad you learned that, but we’re still going to have a safe word because I don’t want to be careful today. I want to let my beast out a bit, and that means you have to tell me if I’m going too far.” That was when she realized there was electrical cord in his hands. He held it up. “Starting with this. Hands behind your back, spine straight. I want your tits thrust out for me, and tell me your safe word for the day.”
“Ridiculous.” That could be her word because she was getting ridiculously turned on. He was going to tie her up, make her vulnerable. Arousal shot through her at the thought. This was a place only he could take her to, and she couldn’t wait to be there again. It was frightening, but that was part of the sensation. She got to experience it all because he was safe.
Though he didn’t feel safe when he wrapped the cord around her wrists. He bound her tight, and then she felt the edge of the ruler against her backside, reminding her she was completely naked, the afternoon light streaming into the office.
She held her breath as he scraped the ruler over her skin, teasing her, and then when she thought he was through, a loud slap filled the air and she gasped as the little pain bloomed over her. Another slap to the other cheek made her pussy clench. She was going to make a mess, but she rather thought he wouldn’t like the fact that she was thinking about that. It didn’t matter. It was a problem for not-submissive sex doll Lou.
And suddenly that was okay because that near future her would handle the cleanup perfectly.
How was it only now hitting her that she could count on herself, that the future wasn’t something to fear but to explore, to be ready for because she had a good base. Those early years could be overwritten with love and friendship and stability.
“Are you with me, Lou? Where’s that big brain of yours?”
“Switching off, Sir. It’s not my brain’s time. It’s my body’s, and that seems to belong to you.”
“It’s good that you understand that, but you should know the big brain is mine, too,” TJ insisted. “I’m a greedy bastard. I want all of you. I’ll be happy to share you with the world, but in this space, I don’t share you at all. In this space, you’re all mine, every delicious inch of you. Every idea you have. Every piece of your soul.”
The words were a balm to that soul he seemed to want. “Yes, Sir. And you’re mine.”
A hand came up, circling her neck from behind. TJ’s callused hand was so big he could grasp her neck fully. “What part of me is yours?”
“Every part, Sir. The boy and the soldier and the Dom. The friend. The lover. I want all of it.”
“Is there a specific part you would like, Louisa?”
Her name came out of his mouth like a filthy promise. It made her nipples hard and core heat up. She could feel how wet and hot he was making her. And she knew exactly what he wanted. He hadn’t allowed her to take care of him. Nope. He’d been way too interested in blowing her mind, but she wanted this intimacy between them, wanted to know she could make her Dom lose his cool, too “I want your cock, Sir. I want it in my mouth. I want to wrap my lips around it and lap up everything you give me.”