Total pages in book: 144
Estimated words: 135382 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 677(@200wpm)___ 542(@250wpm)___ 451(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 135382 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 677(@200wpm)___ 542(@250wpm)___ 451(@300wpm)
“I find the female agents a bit intimidating,” she said, glancing around the conference room. There were a couple of laptops humming along and a printer. “Erin, in particular, scares the crap out of me.”
“You would like Kay,” he replied. “And Erin and you actually have quite a bit in common. You were both forced to give birth without your men.”
That was a mistake. He knew it the moment the words left his mouth, and definitely the second he saw fire light in her eyes. “Her man had been stolen away by a crazy doctor who performed experiments on his memory. You’re just an asshole who can’t check his voicemail.”
He held his hands up in pure defeat. “Yes, I am. I’m a coward who doesn’t deserve you even looking twice at me again, but I intend to make up for that.”
She shook her head. “We’re not talking about the future. Nothing past tonight or tomorrow.”
He conceded because the last thing he intended to do tonight was fight with her. “Tonight, I’m afraid all I can think about is how beautiful you are. Are you cold?”
She shook her head. “Surprisingly no. They keep it warm in here. I’m surprised you’re not hot. Though I have to admit, you look amazing in a tux.”
Oh, he was hot, but he wasn’t about to change since she seemed to like him all posh. “I’ll wear one more often if you like. Perhaps after all this is over, we can go somewhere nice and fancy.”
“No talk about the future.”
“All right, let’s talk about tonight.” He leaned against the conference table. “Do you want to watch or participate?”
“I’m not sure. I haven’t done anything like this before.”
“What are your fantasies like?”
A sweet blush crossed her face. “I don’t know. Private, mostly.”
She wasn’t getting out of this so easily. “Nothing’s private here. Not really. Oh, there are privacy rooms, but they’re off limits tonight because the royals are staying here for a bit. They’ve been turned into a large suite of rooms for their use.”
“So we can wait and have sex when we go back to the guesthouse.”
“If you like.”
“But you don’t want to wait?”
“I can wait for as long as you like, but I would rather get you so hot and bothered that you can’t wait to have me inside you. I want to watch a couple of scenes, maybe perform one of our own, and at some point I want you so wet, so damn aroused that you can’t take another second without my cock inside you.”
She put her hands on her cheeks, a sure sign of her embarrassment. “How can you talk like that?”
“It’s easy when I’m talking about you,” he admitted. “I think about fucking you all the time. It’s been pretty much all I thought about the last year. And you should know when I use the word fuck, I mean more than that. I think about holding you and kissing you. I think about waking up next to you in the morning and going to sleep with you at night. But I definitely think about getting inside you and making you scream.”
She turned for a moment, but not before he saw how hard her nipples had gotten against the thin material of her bikini top.
He moved in behind her and put his hands on her shoulders. “Normally we would sit down and negotiate a contract about how we’ll move forward.”
“I signed the contract Jake brought over.” She leaned back against him. “I read it. Most of it. I understand I’m supposed to respect the other patrons and behave in a manner that won’t embarrass my Dominant partner. I’m to be quiet and respectful during scenes and to leave the dungeon floor if I find I cannot be. It also said a bunch of stuff about obeying you that I’m pretending doesn’t bug me.”
“It’s only on the dungeon floor,” he said, kissing the top of her head. “No one expects you to do it outside this club. Well, unless you’re in danger, and then you’ll obey me or there will be hell to pay.”
“Because you’re the man?”
That was one trap he didn’t have to set off. “Because I’m the one who’s been trained to protect. I promise I’ll let you top the hell out of me in the operating room. I mean it, Steph. I expect you to do everything the bodyguards tell you to do if I’m not around. They’re in charge of your safety.”
“Even Tucker? Because I think I’m way smarter than Tucker. When we left he was pouring chocolate syrup on microwave popcorn. He called it his grand experiment.”
“Even Tucker,” he replied. “Tucker might seem like an idiot, but he’s actually quite smart and he knows his job. He knows how to protect you and he’ll do what it takes. But we’re not out there in danger right now and we’re definitely not in an operating theatre so that means that I’m in charge.”