Total pages in book: 189
Estimated words: 181808 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 909(@200wpm)___ 727(@250wpm)___ 606(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 181808 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 909(@200wpm)___ 727(@250wpm)___ 606(@300wpm)
CHAPTER FORTY-TWO
“Depends on how it’s played.”
Moon raised his head from between her thighs. “The first thing I’ll do is give you a word to use when you want me to stop.”
“This is sounding a lot like BDSM.”
When he arched a brow at her, he made her feel like she had somehow disappointed him.
“I thought you said you weren’t a Negative Nancy?”
She gave a sigh of concession. “Fine. My word is—”
“The word is stop.” He didn’t allow her to choose. “I don’t want any confusion about what you want or don’t want.”
His attitude made her feel somewhat better about the game they were about to play.
“Okay.”
“Since you have trouble playing pretend, I’ll teach you how.” Moon scooted himself back down so his face was once again resting between her thighs. “We’re going to pretend that I’ve taken you captive. You want to marry me, but your father has hidden you away. I found you and have begged you to run away with me. You refused. I have taken matters into my own hands and have kidnapped you. I’ve locked you in a tower and been having my wicked ways with you.”
“Wow.” Larissa couldn’t help but laugh. “You really have a good imagination.”
He lowered his eyelids to half-mast. “Are you laughing at me?” he asked dangerously.
Her laughter died in her throat, realizing the game had begun for Moon.
The expression on his face had undergone a drastic change. Shivering in fear, she told herself that he was just playacting. Except … it felt very real to her.
“Not anymore.”
His expression didn’t ease at the quiver in her voice. “When I send you back to your father, heavy with my child, he’ll beg me to marry you.”
“Okaaay.”
Moon’s eyes went back to half-mast as his hand hovered threateningly over her patch of curly hair. “Are you mocking me?”
“Not anymore.”
“Good. I don’t want to punish you.”
“I don’t want you to either,” she said truthfully.
His hand lowered to comb through the curls to part her cleft. Then his tongue started flicking her clit. Stinging sensations had her squirming on the bed until a hand came down on her curls.
She immediately stopped squirming. Trying to decide to be affronted or ask for more, she waited breathlessly to see what he would do next.
“Stay still.” He went back to playing with her like a cat would a mouse. “Don’t make me punish you.”
No, she definitely didn’t want to be punished … or did she?
Regardless of being indecisive, she wasn’t able to prevent herself from moving under Moon’s experienced touch. He stimulated every nerve ending in her body, sending her withering under a skillful tongue that had already stroked two small orgasms out of her. She lost count of the hard smacks coming down on her mound. Her thighs came up to try to move him away from the exquisite way he was licking and savoring her as if he couldn’t get enough.
Breyer had been the only man she’d had sex with, and he had only done this to her twice. Both times, she had been embarrassed at the newness of having oral sex. It hadn’t made it easier that she could tell Breyer was doing it just to please her, which had made it impossible for her to experience any pleasure.
With Moon, it was the exact opposite. There was no room for embarrassment, nor did it look like a chore for him. Watching him was almost as sexually arousing as the act.
Her eyes jerked to the ceiling when he plunged his tongue inside of her over and over. At least this time, she was able to control her movement and lie still. The effort made a fine sheen of sweat cover her body. Bunching the sheet in her hands was the outlet that didn’t earn her another smack.
Another orgasm racked her body.
“I can’t do any more,” she pleaded.
Moon lifted himself into a sitting position. Leaning down, he licked the sweat away from between her breasts. “Are you asking me to stop?”
“God, no …” she moaned out. “I need to come.”
“Do you want me to take you back to your father?”
She had forgotten they were playing his game.
“No … I want to stay here with you.”
She felt silly for playing along until Moon filled her head with graphic images of what he was going to do to her.
“I’m never going to let you out of this tower. You will be waiting for me on bended knees, never knowing when I will come to bed you. I will come so often that you will dread hearing my boots on the stone steps outside the door. You won’t remember what it feels like not to have my cock inside of you.”
Larissa wasn’t able to help the small scream that escaped when Moon plunged his cock inside of her. She was so ready for him, yet his cock easily filled her to the point where she became concerned she couldn’t accommodate his size.