Total pages in book: 146
Estimated words: 136425 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 682(@200wpm)___ 546(@250wpm)___ 455(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 136425 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 682(@200wpm)___ 546(@250wpm)___ 455(@300wpm)
“Manipulate you?”
This wasn’t the same situation as Tash. Devi was different. He didn’t care that her last name was Taggart. It was kind of a drawback since TJ might have a problem with it if he noticed. It didn’t matter. He was going to run Devi to ground and give her everything he had. Starting with the flat of his palm on her pretty ass. “Yes. You haven’t been honest with me all night. Let’s see. First you act like a fainting virgin when I ask if you want to play.”
Her jaw tightened and she stood, head tilting up. She wore ridiculous heels, but he still had two inches on her. He liked that she was tall. A lot of women barely came to his shoulders, but Devi would be able to go on her toes and brush her lips against his with ease. She looked like she was going to spit bile his way, but then she backed off. “That’s fair.”
Good. Another round of honesty. “Why?”
“I didn’t expect an invitation from you, Sir.”
“Why?” He wanted to be fair. “Not that I think you’ve been sitting around thinking about me. But you were standing there looking hot as hell in the middle of a BDSM club. You didn’t expect a Dom to ask you to play? Or you didn’t expect me to ask you? Is it because I work with TJ now?”
Her nose wrinkled, and she was the perfect mix of hot and adorable. He wanted to brush his lips over the freckles there. “You give me the perfect excuse, and I can’t take it. I want to say yeah, it’s all about my brother, but I grew up in a stupid household that preached stupid honesty. Fine. Zach, I have thought a lot about you. I was attracted to you from the moment I met you. Don’t think I’m sitting around pining or anything. Just attracted. I had a rough week. A lot of rejection to process. So I walked into the club tonight planning on finding one of the new Doms to play with. Mostly for stress relief.”
“Stress relief or to get some of your confidence back?” he asked.
“Both, I suppose, but the stress relief was in there.”
He couldn’t help it. He put his hand under her chin, getting her into the right position. “I like it when you’re honest with me, sweetness.”
“Good, then you should know I’m not that sweet.”
He doubted that. “I’ll be the judge of that. Tell me something. Have you ever eaten out your own pussy?”
She flushed but she didn’t back down. “I’m flexible, but I think that’s beyond me, Sir.”
He leaned over and kissed the bridge of her nose and all those adorable freckles. “Then you have no idea how sweet you are.”
“You don’t know either, Sir,” she replied in a breathy tone.
“Not yet, sweetness, but I will before the night is over. Now I thank you for all that honesty, but it’s not going to save you,” he said, his mouth hovering above hers. “Pull your pants down and lay over my lap.”
She groaned. “You’re going to spank me when I did what you asked?”
“I’m going to spank you for disobeying the rules.” He was well aware he was a bastard, but it didn’t matter. This was what she wanted. It was all play. “I’m going to eat your pussy and make you forget about everything else because you were honest.”
“You the carrot and the stick, Captain?”
She was a quick learner. “Only in here. Only when we’re playing. I think you’ll find I can be perfectly amenable to being a large lap dog at times, too. It’s been a while since I took care of someone.”
Hadn’t he said this was for one night? He was already pushing the boundaries.
She stepped back and for a moment he worried she would walk or at least try to reset those boundaries. Instead she stood there, watching him as she reached for the waistband of her boy shorts. He expected she would push them down those long legs of hers but instead she pulled, a steady, strong motion, and the shorts split at the sides with a Velcro sound.
He felt a smile cross his lips. “They’re tearaway? Like I could pretend to rip your clothes off but I wouldn’t destroy them?”
She held them up. “Yep. Cute, huh?”
He could see her pussy. Fuck. He was so hard he could barely breathe. This was what happened when he let it go for way too long. He hadn’t had sex in months, and it was making him a little crazy.
Or it’s about her, dumbass.
When had he started hearing Ian Taggart’s voice in his head? He had daddy issues.
“Is the corset?”
Her eyes heated up and the brat was back. The gorgeous fucking sexy brat. “Why don’t you find out?”
He was not letting that invite go unanswered. He moved in and put his hands on either side of her corset. It was a gorgeous emerald green that made her skin glow and set off the natural red of her hair. It was beautifully made with laces up the back and hooks and eyes in the front. Or were they? He ripped the corset off her, and it split in two easily.