Total pages in book: 148
Estimated words: 139606 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 698(@200wpm)___ 558(@250wpm)___ 465(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 139606 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 698(@200wpm)___ 558(@250wpm)___ 465(@300wpm)
This was the point where she would either hug him or gut him, and he wasn’t sure which he was more scared of.
She put her hands on his shoulders. “You are a good man, Dare Nash.”
“I told you I was mean to her.”
“And yet she slept in here and she’s obviously following directions since she’s walking around naked. She wouldn’t do that if you’d devastated her. It’s okay. Mom says the rage-sex phase takes some time. You’ll get to bargaining soon.”
“I’m not going to barg…” His brain processed the words Kenzie had said. “What do you mean she’s walking around naked?”
Kenzie patted him and stepped back. “Naked. Without clothes. Probably because you went for the whole ‘I can have a D/s relationship with you and not risk my heart, and here are a bunch of kinky rules.’ Tasha is good at following rules.”
Rules. He’d told her she had to be naked here in the bedroom.
In the suite.
Damn it.
He grabbed a robe and started for the door. “Natasha Taggart!”
Surely she wasn’t sitting in the living area of the suite completely naked. She would know he didn’t mean for Nate to see her like that.
She was sitting on the couch, a cup of coffee in front of her and a towel under her gorgeous, naked ass. Just sitting there like it was a completely normal thing to be naked in front of people who weren’t her lover. Just hanging out because that was how comfortable she was with herself.
He was going to have such a freaking talk with her father. What the hell had he been thinking?
“Put this robe on right now.” He was well aware he sounded like a school marm from some Regency novel complaining about an ankle showing.
Tasha frowned. “You told me…”
“I meant the bedroom. I obviously meant the bedroom,” he insisted.
“No worries, mate.” Nate was lounging on the couch across from the ladies. “Tash’s like a sis… I’m not going to say that because I’ve tried hard to never see my sister naked. Elodie feels the same. We would never go to the same club. Tasha’s like a friendly fellow club member.”
“That is a completely different thing.” A club was a fine place to be naked in. He wrapped the robe around her awkwardly, backward, really, because everyone could see her breasts and her breasts were his for the time being.
“Oh, did I miss something?” Fucking Ben walked in the door like he owned the place. “Are we doing the club thing again?”
He kind of wanted to punch Ben in his overly perfect face. It was hard to forget that Tasha had wanted him first.
“Sir, if you’ll allow me, I’ll put the robe on the proper way,” Tasha offered, a hint of amusement in her tone.
He was glad she found it funny. If she put the robe on the right way, Ben would see her. Nope. He tugged his damn shirt off and started putting it over her head.
Tasha huffed and managed to get her arms through the proper holes. When her head came out, she was frowning his way. “You know I was only following your clearly stated rules.”
“I told her that wasn’t what you meant,” Lou said with a shrug. She was properly dressed in jeans and an overly large sweatshirt that hid her body altogether.
Good for Lou.
“There are rules?” Ben asked. “Is this that D/s stuff? You told Tasha she had to walk around naked?”
“I told her she should be ready to service me sexually at any time.” If she could be naked and proud, then he could be an assholey top. He could be the possessive assholey top he was deep down inside.
“Here I am, baby.” Tasha stood, and his shirt hit her midthigh. He needed bigger shirts. “Ready to do my Master’s will. Another part of my Master’s will was that I was to be naked whenever I was in this suite. Not the bedroom. In this suite. The definition of a suite…”
He was not going to handle her sarcasm with grace this morning. “Finish that sentence and we’ll go back in the bedroom for a non-erotic spanking.”
Her mouth closed.
Why did she have to be so pretty? “Let me clarify. I want you naked when we’re alone and there’s every reason for us to believe we’re going to stay that way. Although now people come in from the ceilings, so there’s that.”
“Or at the club,” she replied with a nod.
“We won’t be together…” He growled. They wouldn’t be together long enough to go to another club. He seriously doubted they would be allowed back in The Station. Still, arguing would make him sound foolish. It was easier to go along with her. “Or at the club. Now will you please go and put on some clothes so we can talk to our guests in a civilized fashion?”