Total pages in book: 94
Estimated words: 87967 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 440(@200wpm)___ 352(@250wpm)___ 293(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 87967 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 440(@200wpm)___ 352(@250wpm)___ 293(@300wpm)
“Could you stop doing that? I might not know a lot, but I know enough,” I said, annoyed at him.
“Addie, you’re smart, a little too smart. Last thing I need is for you to figure it out and walk out on me,” he groaned as he held his belly.
“Maybe you’re right. I must be stupid to fall for your sappy words.” I stuck out my tongue.
“Finally, you realized it,” he mocked. “Now, about before, you know about the movie theater.” His face slowly changed into a predator. “You and a movie theater. Interesting, so my Addie likes trying out new things.” Daimon followed me around the room while I attempted to escape him and his dirty little thoughts, but it was too late. Daimon grabbed me and threw me onto the bed.
“Tell me more, Mrs. Evans, what exactly did you do in that theater with this worthless man?” he said as he lay on top of me. I laughed and squirmed around trying to get away.
“If you don’t, I’ll make you pay,” he threatened.
For the rest of the night, Daimon made me pay. Oh, God, did he ever make me pay. I laughed thinking about how much he fought me to tell him, but I kept my past sexual trysts to myself. It felt good having not told him and watching him brood.
“Why are you not talking to me this morning?” I asked as we sat down to a beautifully prepared breakfast that was placed outside on our private patio facing the ocean. It was midday and the sun was high in the sky, shining brightly. We both woke pretty late, partly because of jetlag and mostly because of Daimon’s relentless punishment as he called it.
“I’m annoyed,” he murmured.
“Annoyed? Why?” I teased, knowing full well his reason. Daimon said nothing as he forked a piece of carved out fruit from the center plate. “Is it because I won’t tell you about my sexual escapades? Or is because you can’t force me to tell you?” I smirked.
“I can force you if I want,” he bit out.
“Really, how? I’m interested to know.” I acted coy.
“I would suggest you not push me. You may not like the animal I become,” he warned, his eyes darkening as he leaned his head to one side and watched me carefully. The look he gave me made my body shiver. He frightened me but also excited a part of me that needed him to be the way he was right then.
“An animal? I highly doubt that.” I played along, hoping he would go further.
“Yes, Addie, an animal. One that will mount you and melt you from the inside,” he said low and domineering.
“You think too highly of yourself, Mr. Evans,” I retorted, swallowing my nerves. His eyes became wrought with desire as he stood up and moved slowly to me, his hungry eyes fusing me to where I sat.
“I think today you will need to learn just how much power I have over you,” he said hoarsely as he leaned in close, taking my hand and yanking me up.
“On the bed,” he ordered. I looked at Daimon wary of where he was going with all this. “On the bed, Addie…now!” I sat down on the edge of the bed and waited. “So my Addie likes doing naughty things in public places,” he said as he sat down on a chair in front of me.
“Daimon,” I said, trying to act as though his actions hadn’t aroused me.
“I see you wore my summer dress again,” he commented, ignoring me. “Lift it up. I want to see your pussy,” he ordered.
“Daimon,” I muttered again, uncomfortable with all the windows and sliding doors open.
“Now, Addie, lift up your dress and let me see that sweet, sweet heat that is mine.” His voice was lowered as he rested his elbows on his knees waiting for me.
I sat confused with my emotions. The logical part of me wanted to get up and smack him, but the part of me that needed his dominance, the part of me that yearned for this, fought hard. I slowly lifted up my dress, exposing myself to him. The warm air hit my core, causing my body to shiver with goose bumps.
“No panties…very nice, Addie,” he groaned as he sucked in his breath. “Play with yourself,” he murmured, his voice low and commanding. I slowly brought my hand to my pussy, uncertain of my actions. My cold fingers jolted my labia as I hesitantly moved. “Look at me when you’re doing it,” he said darkly. I unwillingly met his eyes. The hunger that lay deep in the blue of his eyes compelled me to move faster. I let out a breath as I fought the whirlwind of emotions, fear, lust and hunger. I dove my finger inside me as he watched. My juices making me sleek as I inserted another finger. “Keep going, Addie,” Daimon urged me on. I brought my other hand to my clit and massaged it slowly as I fingered myself, the heat of his gaze exciting me more.