Total pages in book: 98
Estimated words: 94076 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 470(@200wpm)___ 376(@250wpm)___ 314(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 94076 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 470(@200wpm)___ 376(@250wpm)___ 314(@300wpm)
“I like watching you sleep.”
I want to roll my eyes and call him creepy, but a part of me loves that he stayed and held me. I’ve never felt safer.
I take a deep breath to collect myself, and it only makes me more aware of his hand on me.
“And now that you’re awake, I want to finish what I started.” Don’t come, he ordered, and I obeyed. His fingers brush my lower belly and set my core throbbing. Tears prick my eyes at the ache.
No wonder I had horny, crazy dreams.
I grab his wrist. “You think you can just come here and seduce me?”
“No, little bird.” His deep voice does things to me. This is how he drags me down to the depths with him. “I know it.”
It takes a huge force of my will to drag his hand away. “I need to get to work. You know, my job? The reason I’m in this city?”
“I’m the reason you’re in this city. I studied your work out West and told Jordan. I put pressure on the brass to create your position, and the Roy Foundation funded it.”
He thinks he’s dropping a bombshell, revealing all the ways he owns me, but I’m used to it. I suspected something like this when he revealed he owned the townhouse. The job offer from NRPD had come out of the blue, and they worked hard to recruit me.
“Yes, you’re the god of the entire universe,” I say with all the sarcasm I can muster. “Got it.”
He leans back and laughs. His chuckle is a mini earthquake that sends aftershocks through me. I grip the blankets, ignoring the delicious happiness and the pride I feel because I made him laugh. It shouldn’t feel so good to be with him.
I talk over his laughter. “But now that I’m here oh lord and master, I’m going to solve crimes. There’s a serial killer out there, and I’m going to get him.”
“You already have him. Right here.” He throws off the blanket, and I can’t escape the sight of him. “I need you, Inara.”
I can’t hide the tremor that runs through me when he says my name. I let myself look my fill at his awesome body, then turn my face away. “I need to get going.”
His legs have moved enough that I can slide out from underneath him. I make it as far as the foot of the bed before he grabs me and pulls me to him.
I end up on my back in the middle of the king bed with Rex draped over me, holding his upper body up so he doesn’t crush me.
“Say it again.” I must look confused, distracted by his cock dripping precum onto my thigh because he clarifies. “Call me Master.”
“No.” It’s so hard to focus with his weight on my pussy. I could rock my hips a few times and steal the orgasm my body was screaming for. But I have to be strong. I can’t look at him as I say, “You’re not. . . that.”
He settles a hand at my throat and wraps his long fingers around my neck, collaring me. “I could be. You’d look so good in my collar.”
My pulse is wild under his palm. “You talk like it’s a foregone conclusion.”
“I know you want it. You want me to take over.”
I go to shake my head, and he clamps down on my throat, forcing me to look at him. I’m reminded of our time in the pool. For a moment, I’m back there with the water closing over my head, staring up at him while he controlled whether I lived or died. He is my anchor and my god. My only resort was to surrender to him.
Surrender feels like victory. Like taking a breath after holding it for years.
I let myself relax in his grip and drown in the darkness of his eyes.
“You’re unhappy when I give you a long leash. You need someone to rule you, to keep you safe and happy. It’ll be so wonderful when you give yourself to me. Just think of it. . .” He lowers his voice. He holds me so we’re face to face, and he whispers to me like a lover. “Every morning, you’ll wake beside me, just like this. You’ll wear my collar and cuffs, and I’ll reward you for being a good girl. And every night, I’ll tie you down and belt you if you earned it. If you deserved it. I’ll give you my marks so you know you belong to me.”
My pussy throbs with potent arousal. If he tightens his fingers much more, I’ll come on the spot.
I can see what he’s describing like a vision, the clearest of my life. I wouldn’t need to think. I wouldn’t be afraid. There wouldn’t be any more striving to make a difference or struggling to eke out a life all alone. There’d only be him.