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)
Whoa. What?
“If tonight doesn’t go good, if you aren’t a perfect Angel, maybe we’ll just go to sleep and you won’t get to come. How about that? Will having that in your head help you get through the rest of today?”
Wow. Oh my god. I felt a gush in my panties.
“Master?”
“Yeah?”
“Master.” I sighed and nuzzled into him. I felt this overwhelming peace surround me.
“Yeah.” He pulled me closer and kissed my temple. “We get to play the master and slave game for a bit to see how that goes, baby. We do this with you knowing that I won’t ever really hurt you. You mean something to me. You mean a fuck of a lot to me already. What I think we can have, if we get through all this shit, which we can and which we will, it means everything to me. But Lisa and I talked and she gave me the lowdown how she acclimated after Kruna and we’re gonna give her method a try. Do you trust me with this power? Is this okay with you?”
“100%. I’m all in, too.” My voice was laced with emotion.
“Good. I don’t know yet that it’s okay with me, Angelbaby, but I’ll try. For you. For now, nap. Then we wake up, get a shower, and maybe you straighten your hair for tonight. Okay?”
“Good idea, Dare.” That was a good call. He was intuitive.
“Sleep, baby. When we get up you’ll be my girl, my good girl, and we’ll go out and have fun. Okay?”
I nodded.
He pulled me closer and I closed my eyes and took a nap. It was a really, really good nap.
7
It was weird being back. It was weird enough being back on home soil but what was even weirder was being in Tom Ferrano’s house, the Tudor style mansion that was where, on my high school graduation day, I found out my dad sold me to Tom Ferrano and where I found out that I was to be presented to Tommy as potential marriage material. It had only been a few months since that day, but it sort of felt like a lifetime ago. It was also the place where Tom kissed me in front of his whole family and then kidnapped me from the driveway. I shuddered in memory of all of that.
It’d been tense with Tommy and me for the past few days. I felt really stupid for putting us in danger because of connecting my Facebook account with a stupid game in order to get to the next level of the game. I didn’t realize how that small move alerted people who were watching for me, telling them where we were. He was still angry after my phone call with Mia but in the end, he said coming back and dealing with shit at home would be good for both of us. It wasn’t easy to keep my distance from him when we were under the same roof with nowhere else to go, especially considering he didn’t let me leave the place without him.
The night of the phone call to Mia was the first night in a long time that we hadn’t had sex. But in the morning when I woke up I had my arms wrapped around him, my head on his shoulder, and my leg draped over his thigh. I could feel that he was hard and so I woke him up with my mouth. I made him come and then leaned up, kissed his owl tattoo (like I did each morning if I woke up and he was still in bed with me), and rolled away from him to get out of bed.
He caught my wrist and pulled me back, then with a tender look on his face he used his hand to make me come, not letting me look away, holding my eyes with his the whole time.
That day was quiet, with him in his shop and me in the house getting ready to pack for home and as I went through the motions of feeding the houseplants, clearing out the fridge of whatever might spoil in the next few weeks, and getting things done I thought about what I’d say to the girls.
I had to say enough to get them to back off without revealing too much. Tommy didn’t ever want me talking about him to anyone. His rule #2 was to not discuss him with anyone. But he’d have to bend enough to let me get the people that cared about me to chill out.
I felt bad that they’d worried all that time and went on a campaign to rescue me. I felt more than bad about that. I wished I could rewind things so that they didn’t have to worry about me like that. I was so conflicted between feeling selfish for taking off like that but after everything that’d happened, I had just hoped the note I’d sent Rose and Cal would be enough.