Total pages in book: 160
Estimated words: 149137 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 746(@200wpm)___ 597(@250wpm)___ 497(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 149137 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 746(@200wpm)___ 597(@250wpm)___ 497(@300wpm)
He thrust in savagely, forcing his way in until she could feel his balls slap against her.
He pulled back out and then used her hair and the grip on her hips to force her to move, impaling her on his cock.
Her scalp lit up, the sensation sizzling down her spine and straight to her pussy. He set a punishing pace, thrusting deep and lighting her up from the inside. He was in control and there wasn’t anything she wanted to do to change that. She wanted him in charge, wanted to find this place where nothing mattered but what he was doing to her body. He manhandled her, making her feel tiny and petite and delicate in a way she hadn’t for years.
She watched him even as he pushed her higher. He stroked her with his cock, finding that place inside and riding that spot until she couldn’t hold out a second longer. The orgasm was a flash fire, burning through her and making her scream out his name. She didn’t hold back because he seemed to want her primal, want the deep sensuality she’d always kept under control.
Joshua pounded into her, riding her orgasm even as he controlled every movement of her body.
Another orgasm took her by surprise, this one stronger than the first.
He hissed behind her and let go of her hair, using both hands to hold her body fast against his. He ground against her, his body pumping hard into hers.
One last thrust and he let go, sending her forward without the strength of his hands to hold her up.
He chuckled and stood up, slipping the condom off and disposing of it.
She couldn’t find her breath. Every inch of her body felt pleasantly used. Perfectly used. Her blood pounded through her system, pleasure thrumming like a song played at a low level. It was there in the background, still humming along.
“That was a good first session. Let me help you up.”
He didn’t seem anywhere close to as shaken as she’d been. He held out a hand and she struggled to shove her emotions down. She wasn’t supposed to have emotions.
She allowed him to help her to her feet, her body brushing up against his. She tilted her head up. Kissing would help. Kissing would give her a second to center. It would be proof that he was affected, too.
His gorgeous lips quirked up in a smirk. “Okay, now I believe you that it’s been a long dry spell. You were quite tight. You’ll probably be sore in the morning. There’s a soaking tub in the bathroom. Feel free to use it.”
He stepped back and reached for his jeans.
She stood there. Yeah, not how she expected to feel. Her body happy. Her brain used.
But she’d signed up for this. If she’d been paying him, she would have happily tipped the man because he knew what he was doing. It was sex. It didn’t have to be meaningful. She wasn’t some star-struck teenager with a crush.
She was fucking the man so he would do what her CIA handlers needed him to do.
She’d been out of the game for way too long. The Garden had softened her up, made her useless.
“There’s a robe behind you if you want it.”
She turned and forced herself to put the robe on, her limbs moving in a mechanical fashion. Arm in. Other arm in. Tie the sash. Smile. “Thank you, Joshua. It was a wonderful first session.”
He stared at her for a moment like he didn’t believe her.
A crack split the air and then the alarm went off, the sound making the walls shake. Kayla didn’t think. There was a window to their left. It had a blackout curtain over it, but all someone would need was heat signature goggles to see through that and shoot Joshua.
“Get down,” she shouted.
He turned toward the window and she tackled him, forcing him to the floor.
His response was immediate and unexpected.
Josh screamed, louder than the fucking alarm. She was so shocked, she found herself thrown off him. He bucked up and she went flying, knocking into the spanking bench. She groaned, finding herself on her back, looking up at the ceiling.
And then she was looking into Joshua’s handsome face. He covered her with his body, chaos all around them. His eyes were glassy and she was sure in that moment that he wasn’t seeing her. His hands went around her throat, closing with intent.
Shit. She had a fucked-up PTSD client who she couldn’t kill and couldn’t let kill her. She started to bring her knee up. He was going to hate her for this.
“Back off, Mr. Hunt.” Dec was standing over them, his Colt 1911 pointed straight at Joshua Hunt’s head. “Do it. Right fucking now. I will not allow you to strangle her. I will put a bullet through your head before that happens.”