No Love Lost – Masters & Mercenaries – The Forgotten Read Online Lexi Blake

Categories Genre: BDSM, Erotic, Romance, Suspense Tags Authors:
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Total pages in book: 155
Estimated words: 146417 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 732(@200wpm)___ 586(@250wpm)___ 488(@300wpm)
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The undies were a pearly color with lace adorning the sides, and suddenly she felt sexier than she had in forever.

“After I finish stroking you, I’m going to get on my knees and I’m going to lick your cock, Beck. It’s been so long. I want to taste you again.”

He grimaced. “Baby, it’s been so long that if you keep spitting those dirty words out of that sweet mouth of yours, I’m going to show you how good my imagination is. I’m close right now. I’m close because we’re in the same room and I can see your beautiful body. There were nights I sat up and wondered if I would ever see you again.”

She shook her head. She couldn’t do this part. “Please. Can we stay in the moment?”

“We can for now, but my whole past is wrapped up in loving you. I want a future, too, but I took that from us and I have to earn it back. So we’ll stay in the present for now. Take those panties off. I want to see every inch of you, and I want everything you promised me.”

She could give it to him. This was exactly what she needed—to sink into what they could give each other in the moment. In this room there was no future to worry about and no past to drag them down. They were Kim and Beck—a sub and her Dom.

She hooked her thumbs under the waistband of her lacy panties and shoved them off. Then she took every bit of knowledge she’d gleaned from romance novels years before and sank to her knees, spreading her legs wide. It was a vulnerable position, but it did something for her. It made her feel incredibly sexy to open herself physically to him.

He moved in front of her and his hand came down to tip her chin up. “I dreamed about this every single night.”

“Beck,” she started.

He shook his head. “Sorry. That was the last of it. You are gorgeous and I’m going to be so proud to show you off tomorrow. Are you going to have a problem walking around the club showing off how gorgeous you are?”

“I would have said yes, but I feel pretty good right now.”

“I intend to make you feel fabulous.” His hands went to his hips. “I think you should undress your Dom.”

There was nothing she wanted more than to see him in all his glory. She felt a deep sense of power as she reached up and began to slowly drag the pajama bottoms down. He wasn’t wearing boxers so his cock sprung free quickly, and she was reminded how thick it was, how it barely fit in her hand, and how it would make her jaw ache the tiniest bit when she deep throated him. She helped him out of the pajamas and settled back. “You’re still gorgeous, Beck.”

“Touch me. God, I’m going to die if you don’t touch me,” he said, his voice deep.

She sighed and reached for his cock. He smelled like soap and that delicious musky scent that let her know he hadn’t lied. He really was ready to go off, and she hadn’t touched him yet. It wouldn’t matter. They had these hours to do whatever they liked, and she intended to spend them with her hands on him. He’d said he wanted to relearn her? She would do the same. She would caress every inch of his skin, kiss every scar, make memories for when they were apart again.

His cock was still lovely and the moment she touched him, a thousand memories shot through her of all the nights they’d lain together. She’d missed this so much, and yet she hadn’t been able to bring herself to have this level of intimacy with anyone else. He was the only one for her.

“You’re going to kill me, aren’t you? You know I won’t rush you so you’re going to make me ache for it.” He said it with a smile on his face.

But hadn’t they both ached enough? She took him in one hand and gave him a long, slow stroke. Breath rattled out of his body, and she watched a shudder run through him. Pleasure? Or relief? He looked like a man whose longing had finally been realized. Like he knew he would finally get what he needed.

Her.

His hand found the top of her head, and slowly he tangled his fingers in her hair, getting a gentle grip. “You know I can come and still take care of you a few minutes later. I promise.”

She knew. He would take care of her one way or another, and there was nothing she wanted more than for Beck to use his hands and mouth to throw her over the edge before he sank his cock inside. “You should tell me what you want me to do in great detail. Like I said, it’s been a while for me, and I might not remember clearly.”


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