Total pages in book: 138
Estimated words: 131708 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 659(@200wpm)___ 527(@250wpm)___ 439(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 131708 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 659(@200wpm)___ 527(@250wpm)___ 439(@300wpm)
She stilled, her eyes going slitted. “Why would you think that?”
“At the club, it set you off-balance that I was so forward and touched you without invitation, but you liked it. Liked when I took over and fucked you as hard as I did.”
“It was all right, I guess.”
He chuckled. “You liked it.”
A huff. “Fine, I did. What of it?”
“And I’m right, you’re used to taking the lead?”
Ella sighed heavily, admitting, “Yes.” She’d somehow always found herself in bed with guys who were careful and tentative. While there was nothing wrong with ‘careful and tentative’, it had frustrated her to have to speed them along, to have to give them direction. She didn’t need to do any of that with Viper, and it had allowed her to sink into the moment.
“I’m not a man who likes to be led. That said, I’m not looking for you to be submissive. The fact is I will take over because that’s just how I am, but you can handle that however you want.”
In other words, he would dominantly assert himself—it was part of the fabric of his personality—but he wasn’t expecting her to roll over and obey.
“I wouldn’t ask you to trust me so soon, but you can trust yourself. And you feel sure I won’t harm you, don’t you?”
Strangely, yes, she did. Though she barely knew him, she had this utter surety that she was safe with him. It made no rational sense. Especially when her defenses weren’t usually so lax around others. “Yes.”
Satisfaction bled into his eyes. “Good. Now, quick warning: I can get rough. Intense. And I fucking know I’m gonna be greedy when it comes to you. But you’re in no danger with me. You tell me to stop, I stop.”
“I believe you.”
Something in him seemed to settle at that. With a satisfied nod, he took three steps back. “Clothes off, Ella. I want to see every single inch of you.”
Not at all shy, Ella peeled off her t-shirt and threw it on the armchair where his jacket rested. He slowly circled her as she stripped, each step he took fluid and predatory.
Behind her, he said, “No other woman has ever been in this room.”
Surprise pricked her, making her pause in removing her bra. “Then why bring me here?”
“Because”—a mouth brushed her ear—“I want to fuck you in my bed.”
The words fell like sexual bullets. Little bumps rising on her skin, she flung her bra on the chair. After removing her panties, she kicked them aside, leaving her naked.
He did another slow circuit around her. Somehow, she could feel the intensity building in him. Feel his sexual energy heightening and coiling and twisting.
As he came to stand before her, his eyes darkened, flaring with sheer avarice. He fisted the back of his tee and yanked it off, baring inked skin that covered smooth, taut muscle. He tossed his tee on the armchair, crooked his finger at her, and pointed to the floor in front of him. “Come.”
The little order might have rankled, except she knew he didn’t expect obedience. Knew she could instead stand here and make him close the distance between them. But she had no interest in engaging in a power struggle.
What she wanted was to get thoroughly fucked as soon as possible, which meant not delaying things merely to make a point. She didn’t need to make that point. He’d already been clear that he didn’t expect total compliance.
Ella moved to him, watching masculine contentment flare in his eyes. Those twin blue pools of devastating intensity lowered to her mouth; stared at it with such hunger it caused her belly to clench.
His gaze flicked back to hers, the storm of energy inside him dancing behind his eyes. “You’ll look so pretty choking on my cock,” he said, his voice a mere whisper that nonetheless held a sensual punch. “We’ll save that for later.”
She gasped as he tangled a hand in her hair and wrenched her head back.
“The things I could do to you … Will do to you … ” He caught her lower lip between both of his and gave it a tug. “By the time this night is over, you’re gonna know one thing.”
“What’s that?”
“You’ll know what it is to feel owned.” A low growl scraping his throat, Viper closed his mouth over hers. Once again, that feeling of rightness clicked into place. Possessiveness surged up inside him and swallowed him whole.
He dragged her against him, not wanting an inch of space between them. He didn’t stop eating at her mouth. Couldn’t. He settled in and feasted.
Fire blew through his veins, scorched his blood, and hardened his cock even more. He skated his hands over her, rough and proprietary as he stroked, squeezed, and shaped.
Finally freeing her mouth, he abruptly hefted her up and set her on the bed. She looked perfect there. His own personal feast. And very much where she belonged.