Total pages in book: 75
Estimated words: 78521 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 393(@200wpm)___ 314(@250wpm)___ 262(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 78521 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 393(@200wpm)___ 314(@250wpm)___ 262(@300wpm)
Finally, she says, “I don’t know.”
“The photographs would only be for your eyes and mine.”
She giggles shakily. “I certainly won’t be posting them on my account.”
I give a slight half smile and meet her gaze. “It would be a sure guarantee to increase your following a hundredfold.”
“Is that the surprise? You’re going to tie me up and take a picture?”
“I didn’t say that.”
“What, then? What’s the surprise?” She smiles, knowing full well I won’t divulge the secret.
I chuckle. “If I tell you, it won’t be a surprise. Nice try, though.”
Seth returns with our entrees. “Filet mignon au poivre with a hickory béarnaise sauce on the side. Zucchini blossoms à l’orange and gratiné of Yukon Gold potatoes and Asiago cheese.”
I inhale the savory aroma, but as good as it smells, I’m hungry for something else now.
Still, I cut a bite of my filet, bring it to my mouth, chew, and swallow. Very tender and flavorful. “Delicious. Aren’t you going to try your dinner?”
She says nothing. Simply cuts into her steak and brings a bite to her mouth. She doesn’t speak, so I eat. Before I know it, I’ve cleaned my plate, but Skye has hardly touched hers.
“You aren’t enjoying your dinner?” I say.
“It’s wonderful. I’m just…”
I give a slight smile. “Contemplating?”
She nods.
“Does the idea turn you on?”
She nods again.
“Eat, then. You’ll need a lot of energy.”
“But you said—”
“I know what I said. I won’t be introducing you to anything new tonight, not when you have an important meeting first thing tomorrow. You’ll still need energy for this evening, however.”
Without any further urging, she cleans her plate.
Dessert turns out to be chocolate-orange mousse. By now I’m no longer hungry, and I ask Seth to wrap up our desserts for us.
“Please give Gabriel my compliments,” I say as I sign the credit card statement and hand it to Seth. “Everything was spectacular.”
“I’m delighted you enjoyed it, sir.” Seth bows, taking the receipt, and leaves the table.
“Ready, Skye?” I ask.
She doesn’t reply. Simply stands when I pull out her chair and brushes her hand over mine. The tingle from her touch jars me, though I don’t know why I’m surprised.
Everything about this woman affects me.
I can’t wait to get her to bed.
My bedroom in this Manhattan penthouse is different from my bedroom in Boston. It’s more minimal. No wardrobe holding exquisite toys. No custom-made headboard where I can hook ropes and cuffs. No spackle on the ceiling from a suspension device.
There’s no need. Black Rose Underground is here—closer than Skye could ever imagine.
Skye stands, wearing black pants that accentuate her lovely legs and a gray satin blouse with black platform pumps—most likely from today’s shopping trip.
As gorgeous as she looks in her new clothes, she’ll look even better out of them.
I narrow my gaze. “Strip for me, Skye.”
She nods and peels off her garments, one by one, slowly and seductively, my cock growing harder with each inch of flesh she exposes.
I’ve seen her naked dozens of times, but each time, I find something new to appreciate about her. Tonight, it’s the tiny swell of her belly from the large meal we just ate.
So fucking sexy.
I am, of course, still dressed.
Let’s see how obedient she truly is.
“I won’t bind you to the headboard tonight,” I say, “but I want you to grab two rungs and keep your hands there, as if you are bound. Can you do that?”
“Yes.” She lies down and grabs two rungs.
“I haven’t forgotten, Skye,” I say.
“Forgotten what?”
I curve my lips slyly upward. “That I’ve denied you orgasms the last few days.”
She returns my slight smile.
“Lift your hips,” I say.
She obeys, and I shove a pillow under her ass. “Now spread your legs.”
She obeys once more.
“Mmm. Beautiful.” I suck in a breath as my dick twitches. “Beautiful and always so ready.”
“So ready,” she echoes.
“No more talking. Close your eyes and your ears. I want you to feel tonight, Skye. Feel everything I do to you.”
She closes her eyes and nods.
“I’m going to eat you, finger you, fuck you, make you come again and again until you think you can’t come anymore. And then you’re going to come again. I’m going to coax ten orgasms out of you tonight. Ten, maybe twelve, maybe fifteen. You’re going to be fucking exhausted when I’m through.”
She gasps.
I suck in another breath. “You have no idea what you do to me. No idea how just looking at you, bound only by the strength of my will, legs spread, ready for anything, makes me wild with desire for you. No woman has ever gotten under my skin the way you have.”
She parts her lips.
I suck in a third breath. “Your mouth. Your lips. Fuck.” I caress the lips of her pussy. “So slick and wet already. I can’t wait to taste you. To shove my tongue deep inside you.”