Love Another Day Read Online Lexi Blake (Masters and Mercenaries #14)

Categories Genre: Alpha Male, BDSM, Erotic, Romance, Suspense Tags Authors: Series: Masters and Mercenaries Series by Lexi Blake
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Total pages in book: 144
Estimated words: 135382 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 677(@200wpm)___ 542(@250wpm)___ 451(@300wpm)
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He skimmed the crop down to the mound of her pussy, noting the sharp intake of her breath and the way she tensed.

“I missed everything about you. And yes, I wouldn’t have had to if I’d answered the phone. But I realize now I should have done other things with it as well. I could have taken pictures of you so I could always see you. Pictures of your pretty face and your breasts. Pictures of your perky arse, and definitely a picture of your pussy. I’d have you spread your legs and I’ll take a picture when you’re ripe and wet for me, and then I’ll have something to remind me of what I’m really missing every single second I’m away from you.”

“You can’t take a picture of my cootch,” she said.

Ah, finally something he could punish her for. He brought the crop back and up in a short, sharp arc right on the object of their current contention.

Steph gasped but managed to hold her position.

He slapped that sweet pussy with a flick of the crop that made her eyes water. He made sure he was using the soft leather tip of the crop. Her whole body braced itself for the next blow and he gave it to her. Harder this time, the sound reverberating in the silence of the room. Another and another, because her final stolen words hadn’t been sweet.

Brody rubbed the leather tip of the crop over the flesh he’d tortured. Gently now, because he was testing a theory. He eased the tip over her swollen flesh, all the way from the top of her mound down between her legs. Those palms that had previously been relaxed on her thighs were now tight fists, and she gasped as he gently eased the tip through the folds of her pussy.

“What do you think I’m going to find when I bring this crop back up, Stephanie? Do you think I’m going to find it unaffected, dry as the leather it is?” He chuckled because she remained silent this time. “That’s a direct question. You can and should answer it. Unless you’d like to see what else I can do with this crop.”

“That crop is not going to be dry, Brody. It’s not. I’m having a definite physical reaction to you slapping at my female parts. There’s a rush of hormones running through me right now that I would have thought could wait for a bit. This is why some women end up with back-to-back babies. I thought my sex drive would take a while to come back online, but nope. It’s a perverted sex drive.”

“It’s a perfect sex drive.” He eased the crop up and sure enough, she’d left her sweet mark on it. He breathed in the scent of her arousal. It was the most perfect smell in the world. It got his dick hard and made his head a little fuzzy. She intoxicated him. “But it’s going to have to wait. I think you’ve used that mouth to say many things I don’t like.”

She sat up straighter, and he could see the desperate need to defend herself. Why couldn’t she do this in the real world? Why couldn’t she see how deserving she was?

“Would you like to know what I’m talking about? I’m sure you would. I can see it in your eyes. You see, that’s how close a Dom and his sub can be. You don’t even have to talk and yet I know what you’re feeling. Brody, you would say if you could talk, please explain how I say things you don’t like. Because I never want to disappoint you.”

The cutest frown covered her face, yet she managed to remain silent.

Likely because she knew damn well he got her point. He wasn’t going to admit it though. After all, they were playing. He wiped off the crop with the handy box of wipes someone had labeled Bacteria Isn’t a Fetish. She watched him, every move he made. “Saying things like I’m not sexy when you obviously are. Saying you’re not lovely and beautiful when you are, that upsets me.”

He moved around her, letting the crop drift over her skin again.

“Furthermore, I hate it when you act like you don’t deserve to be happy. I won’t stand for it in here. I can’t force anything on you outside this space, but inside it, you will acknowledge the truth.” He stared down at her. “You will say, Brody, I am good and worthy. You may speak.”

Her head came up and her eyes shone with tears. “Even if I don’t feel it.”

“Even if you think it’s the biggest lie in the world. You’ll say it for me. Say it.”

She breathed in and took her time. “I am good and worthy.”

She didn’t sound like she believed it, but they could work on that. “And you’re not allowed to degrade yourself. Tell me you’re sexy.”


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