Total pages in book: 56
Estimated words: 53417 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 267(@200wpm)___ 214(@250wpm)___ 178(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 53417 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 267(@200wpm)___ 214(@250wpm)___ 178(@300wpm)
“We could use a safe word,” I suggest quickly and then take a deep steadying breath. “If either of us want to stop.”
I take the moment, pulling her toward me and she straddles me like the good girl she is. Her scent is intoxicating, and her breasts rise and fall with each breath she takes. Maddie tips her head back, making the line of her neck irresistible.
I press a kiss there, then lick over it. “And when it’s like this, then a safe word is a good idea.”
“Like what?” she questions.
“Intense like this.”
She lets out a soft sound when I suck at her neck.
I whisper at the shell of her ear. “When two people who...who like to make deals with each other. When I want to call you my little whore and tell you to crawl to me. When you want me to spoil you. Which, my little seductress, I desperately want to do.”
“Like a sugar daddy?” she questions, humor on her lips but her brow is pinched.
“I don’t love the name of it. I’d prefer for you to simply be my…my toy, my plaything, my whore—as you suggested. Do you like any of them?”
“I love all of them,” she admits, and I press a kiss to her lips. Slow. Savoring every pounding heartbeat between us.
“You could break me so easily and I…I know…” Her eyes beseech me and I know this is what’s holding her back. This is what’s kept her from me.
“There’s a power imbalance I will admit, but a safe word will be helpful. Especially if we are playing this game with boundaries neither of us have pushed before,” I suggest. “I’ve never told anyone to crawl to me,” I tell her as I unbuckle my belt. “I’ve never called anyone a little whore,” I admit and sweep my thumb over her bottom lip. “I’ve never done anything with anyone else like I’ve done with you.”
“I haven’t either,” she tells me, and I believe her.
“So we need a safe word,” I tell her. “That way, we’re both safe. We know when to get closer and when to”—I brush a kiss over the curve of her jaw—“and when to back off.”
“Mmm. That’s a good idea. I agree.” She says as her hands find the back of my neck and she lets her head fall back, moving her breasts to my lips. Fuck, I’m hit with a wave of her perfume. My little seductress could be playing me and I wouldn’t even fucking care. I’ll get everything I want from her and she’ll get everything she wants from me.
“Do you really think it’s a good idea?”
“Yes. But what word?” she asks in return.
She’ll have to take the lead on that one, because I’ve thought of plenty of things I’d like to say to her, and none of them mean stop. They all mean come live in my penthouse. Stop going places where I can’t see you. Let me possess you, and I swear I’ll take care of everything.
“I intend to fulfill my desires with this arrangement,” I tell her. “So I suggest you choose a word you will remember, and one you’ll use if you aren’t interested in my suggestions.”
The tension is thick and hot, and I can see the wheels turning as she thinks of a word. All the while I kiss over the line of her shoulder. The neckline of this dress is demure, office-appropriate, but there’s enough skin showing to make me hot as hell. It’s like she’s inviting me to imagine her body underneath.
Luckily, I don’t have to guess. I know. I knead her ass as I wait, and she gasps the sweetest sound.
Gorgeous. Perfect.
I get lost in thinking about what her tits look like and forget she’s choosing a safe word for both of us.
“Maybe something like...”
I go back to kissing her neck, and Maddie’s entire body responds. She writhes against me, begging to be fucked.
“Think, my little temptress. I need to know that word.”
“Temptress,” she says and her eyes light with mischievousness. “I like that.”
I nuzzle into her neck, commanding her to come up with a word. “What word is going to tell me to stop?” My temptress.
“Red,” she says.
“Red?” I kiss her just to see if I can taste the word on her lips. I can’t. She’s much sweeter.
“Red.” She breathes. “It’s simple and easy.”
“Before we start, is there anything you don’t want? Anything I’ve said that you aren’t interested in. Crawling, being available anytime…anything?”
“Only when I’m here?” she says although it’s a question. “Like I’m available when I’m here, but if I’m out with my friends—”
“When you’re here or at preplanned times,” I counter.
“If I’m here…in the building…at any time.”
“Your pussy is available for me to fuck, as is your ass and your lips.”
“My ass…I haven’t…I haven’t done that before.”
“I can go slow. Or is that a ‘red’ situation?”