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)
She was grinning even as those perfect tits of hers were perking up before him. “I found this real trick with the Velcro. No one can tell. I use thin material but it’s strong. It looks like the hooks and eyes hold it together, right?”
That’s what she did. That’s right. TJ mentioned she was a designer. He hadn’t been sure if it was graphics or interior. Clothes. Fashion. It fit her. “It’s amazing, sweetness. You need to produce a whole line of these. Doms love to rip clothes off.”
She was smiling so brightly and so comfortable with her nudity. “I know. And corsets are expensive. I once overheard my mom talking about how many times she had to buy new laces for hers because my dad would get impatient and take a knife to them. I know. It was a weird childhood. But it got me thinking. Most of the time tearaways look like crap.”
He sat on the bed and held a hand out. “You tell me all about it, sweetness, while we get the discipline portion of the evening out of the way. I want to play with you, Devi, but I think I want to fuck you more. I think I might need to get the fucking part out of the way before I tie you up and see how much edging you can take.”
He could actually see her nipples tighten. She was a little hard core. Good. He could be rough.
She nodded, her eyes a bit unfocused. “Yes. I could use that myself, Sir, and I’ll take you up on the play, though I don’t know how much time we’ll have tonight. It’s getting late.”
“Then we’ll have to try this again tomorrow.”
“I thought this would be a one-night thing.”
He gave her a shrug. “It might be. I could be terrible at this, and you might walk away.”
Her eyes rolled. “Sure, you are. Tell me something, Captain, are you terrible at sex?”
“No, sweetness. You might think you were going to steal a night from me, but you’ll be in my bed tomorrow, too. Now lay over my lap. Your safe word is red.” They’d gone over this before watching the scene. She had few hard limits. He wasn’t worried he would scare her. She was used to the lifestyle. He believed she would use that safe word if she needed to. He wasn’t going to give her a reason.
She took his hand and let him help her down. “It’s been a while since I had sex, Sir.”
He stared at the globes of her ass. So fucking pretty. He cupped one, and a shudder went through her. “Me, too, and the last time I had sex it was for intel. You should know that. I’ve fucked for intel before. I want to be honest with you.”
“I don’t know that I like the sound of that,” she admitted.
“I don’t either. I did it because I didn’t have anyone who mattered to me. Not in that way. I suppose I really did it because I had a bunch of people who did matter to me in other ways. But I don’t think I want to do that again. I didn’t like how it made me feel.”
She sighed and relaxed. “Well, I haven’t had sex in six months. I’ve been focused on getting the job I want. Which I didn’t get. Hence the need for stress relief.”
He stroked the cheeks of her ass, from the dip in her lower back to her thighs, learning her gentle curves. “It sucks to work hard and not get what you want. I’m sorry to hear it, sweetness, but it still won’t save you.”
He brought his hand up and then down in a sharp arc, the crack sounding through the small room. Her skin immediately pinkened, and she gasped.
“I don’t want to be saved,” she admitted. “We both know this punishment is going to get me hot as hell and ready for you to do everything you said you would. Now ask your questions again and I’ll be honest.”
He slapped her ass again. And again. This was going to be fun, and he liked how fair she was. He had tried to get a read on her during the scene, but she’d been snarky and elusive. “What do you like about D/s?”
Two more smacks.
A laugh huffed out of her, and though he couldn’t see her expression he was sure there was a self-deprecating smile on her face. “The honesty. Which I know how that sounds. I like that I can ask for what I want and at least here, no one will make fun of me for it. I can be who I am.”
The irony was not lost on him, but he pushed the guilt aside. He wasn’t lying to hurt the team. Just to hopefully save his mother, and his secrets wouldn’t touch Devi. If he had his way, they wouldn’t touch anyone. He gave her another two smacks, and she hissed at the pain but almost immediately relaxed. “Then why the walls?”