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)
That didn’t seem fair at all, but strangely she didn’t hesitate. “Do your worst.”
He wouldn’t hurt her. Not for anything in the world. Actually, when she thought about it, he’d tried his damnedest not to hurt her the first time around. He’d tried to stay away from her because he’d known he didn’t love her. She’d been the one to push him.
So giving him control over this wasn’t hard. He wouldn’t take more than she could give, wouldn’t give her more than she could take.
Except maybe he thought she was more flexible than she was. There was a delicious stretch to her legs as he shackled her into the spreader bar. She was completely on display.
Brody stared down at her. “You have no idea what I can do to you. I think a safe word is in order.”
“I thought we were using no tonight.”
“I think you might overuse that word tonight if I let you. I want you to give everything a chance. You can tell me no all you like, but I want you to think about stopping the play. If you want to stop you’ll say zebra. I would have used kangaroo, but that would make me too predictable. Now lie back.”
She couldn’t help but grin. She stayed up on her elbows, wanting to see what he was going to do. “Can’t have that now.”
“Did I stutter, luv? I asked you to lie back.”
She did as he asked. “Sorry. I’m trying to figure out what this thing does besides hold my legs open. I can do that, you know.”
“Let you take control for a few minutes and you get a smart mouth on you. Let’s see if I can handle that.” He took the bar in one hand, lifted it, and flipped her neatly over in a show of strength that made her heart race. He talked about being a beast, but he couldn’t know what that did for her. She loved how strong he was, how he could pick her up and carry her around. She found herself face down on the bed, her fingers clutching the sheets.
“The spreader is convenient for me,” Brody explained. “I can shift you around and you can’t fight me. Think about that. Think about the fact that there’s nothing for you to do except lie there and take everything I have to give you.”
Nothing else to do. He was strong enough to handle her. Nate was being taken care of and they were in a safe space. She didn’t have to think, only give over to him. “I’ll watch my smart mouth.”
“And I’ll watch this pretty arse.” The words came out on such a sweet and loving tone that she screamed when lightning flashed across her butt. His hand came down in an arc of fire. One and then two and then five or seven. She couldn’t keep up with the times he rained fire down on her flesh.
The sensation was overwhelming. Tears jarred her sight and she couldn’t help the sounds she made. Still, the words “no” or “stop” or even the very stupid word “zebra” didn’t cross her lips. There wasn’t even the brief thought of saying her safe word.
She lost count of the smacks. The count didn’t matter. All that mattered was the feeling—pain and heat and an odd resilience. She could handle this. Steph clutched the sheet and let her thoughts float.
His hand covered her aching ass as he eased up on the pace. She moaned every time his hand raised and came back down. “How do you feel?”
A little floaty. A lot hot. “Relaxed. My backside hurts, but it’s okay. It’s okay for it to hurt.”
Sometimes hurting was a good thing, if she didn’t fight it. If she let the pain flow over her because it was normal and natural to feel it. When she didn’t fight the pain, it could morph into something else.
“Excellent. I’m going to pull you down a bit. Tell me if anything is uncomfortable.”
She felt herself sliding along the sheets as he used the bar between her legs to maneuver her into position. Her feet hit the floor, the bar keeping her spread wide. Her chest was on the padded table, but her still aching ass was in the air.
“Yes, that’s exactly what I want,” he said from behind her. A big hand touched her between her shoulder blades and smoothed its way down to her backside. “I want you relaxed, waiting for whatever I’m going to do next, ready for anything I want.”
Because what she knew he wanted more than anything else was her pleasure.
“I’m ready for anything you want, Brody.”
“I doubt that, but it’s a start. I think you’re ready for this.” His hand slipped between her cheeks and she shivered as he touched her there.
He was going to play with her ass. She forced herself to remain still as he touched her. A light caress of a single finger brushing over her. Still, her heart rate shot up at the forbidden sensation.