Total pages in book: 149
Estimated words: 141255 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 706(@200wpm)___ 565(@250wpm)___ 471(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 141255 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 706(@200wpm)___ 565(@250wpm)___ 471(@300wpm)
“Hah!” He sat on the futon. “You’re fucking with me, right?”
“I’m not trying to.”
“Well… you are.” He reached down and put his thumb to my lower lip, his fingers along my jaw, his face only inches from mine. “You’re fucking with me big time. Do you know what happened tonight?”
I put my palm to the back of his hand and caressed it.
“Shit. You even fucking smell like sex. Aw, fuck me!” He got to his feet.
He reached into the pocket of his jacket and then I caught his profile as he lit a cigarette. He took two or three deep hauls off it and then shook his head, uttering more cusswords under his breath as he left.
I stayed still, feeling mortified. After a few minutes I curled up into a ball, closed my eyes and decided to try to go back to sleep. But he came back. He left the door open wider this time and the hall light spilled over the futon again.
He sat on the edge of it. “You’re fucking with my head, Angel.” His voice sounded sad now.
“How?” I asked, feeling his words vibrate through me.
“I’m a cold-hearted snake. A man-whore. And I’ve done some bad shit. I’ve ordered people to take out other people. I’ve watched people die. Taken lives, myself. Deservedly, but still. I come from a bad fucking seed. I’ve screwed with lives and just fucked with them until they were unrecognizable. I’m no better than the scumbags who took you. Don’t have some twisted hero worship thing, baby, because I’m no better.”
“You saved me,” I whispered. And I wanted to add and I wanna be yours, but I didn’t say it.
“But don’t let that fool you. I did that to save myself,” he stated.
“You still did it. And you’ve been so kind to me.”
“Yeah, well a few months before I saved you, I hand-delivered another girl, an innocent girl, to her new Master. Not the same as what you’re dealing with, but too damn close. I was totally fine with handing a girl over as a flesh payment on a debt to my own brother. Taking her out of her happy life and saying, ‘Here you go.’ There’s a fucking pattern here with my family, baby, a very fucked up pattern.”
He was quiet a moment, then he continued.
“Just before I found out about you, I decided that I was tired of being a selfish prick. Man whore no more! That was gonna be my motto. Karma laughed in my face, though, didn’t it? You make me wanna keep being that prick because you and that fucking collar and those fucking eyes and that body, and that angelic face…the things you say to me. I keep trying to stay away, but you make that hard.”
I stayed still, not sure what to say.
“I had my dick in a chick’s mouth tonight,” he said low, and then leaned closer to me, “And I couldn’t bring it. Couldn’t finish. Never had that problem in. my. life. I was only hard because I was remembering your mouth around it, and then I couldn’t bring it with her because she didn’t have hair like this.” He fisted my hair, but not roughly. “And a mouth like this.” His fingertips from his other hand were now on my lips. “And a necklace like this.”
His voice had dropped down an octave at that last sentence. He let go of my hair and hooked his index finger into the dangling heart at my throat and crooked it, then pulled. I followed the motion and sat up. He kept pulling with his index finger until my face was an inch from his. “You make me wanna take,” he said this with a rasp to his voice that went straight to my clit.
My body went liquid and hot with arousal. My nipples were hard, my heart was racing. He was drunk and pissed off and he wanted me. He jerked the collar again, making me scramble to my knees.
“Stop offering it to me or I’ll have no choice but to fucking take it.”
“I want you to take it,” I whispered a breath away from his mouth. “Please, please take it.”
He lifted my right hand, brought it to his nose, and inhaled and then let out a slow breath.
“Were you touching yourself tonight, Angel?”
“Yes, Master.”
“God damn,” he groaned and then his mouth touched my fingertips and he parted his lips. The tip of his tongue touched them. A hot gush surged between my legs.
All of a sudden, he roughly threw me back down to the bed and grabbed me by the calves and then his face was buried between my legs. Oh, my fucking fuck.
His tongue slipped inside me and we both moaned at the exact same instant. He spread my folds apart and then his tongue found its way up to my clit.