Total pages in book: 79
Estimated words: 76693 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 383(@200wpm)___ 307(@250wpm)___ 256(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 76693 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 383(@200wpm)___ 307(@250wpm)___ 256(@300wpm)
When she stepped in front of him, she saw him fisting the root of his cock. “I didn’t say you could touch yourself, did I?”
His fingers flexed before releasing his hard length and dropping his hands to his sides. “Sorry. Does this mean you’ll be giving all the orders tonight?”
“Do you mind?”
It took him a few seconds to respond. “I don’t know what you’re into.” For a seemingly confident man, she was surprised to hear worry coloring his words.
“Nothing too crazy.”
“Crazy can be relative.”
“You have a safe word,” she reminded him. “Although, I don’t think you’ll need it tonight. I want to get to know you better. Maybe we’ll click. Maybe we won’t.” She hoped they did.
Now she just needed to figure out what she wanted to do to him first. Or if she wanted to order him to simply do her.
The main event could wait. His body was like a playground and she wanted to explore it to see what equipment she wanted to play with first.
No matter what, tonight wouldn’t be completely vanilla. She wanted to kick it up just a notch. “Do you have a blindfold?”
Again, he hesitated. “Sure. But I’m not really into being blindfolded.”
“I don’t remember asking if you were. Get it.”
Something as simple as being blindfolded would push him out of his comfort zone? Interesting. She had to guess that had to do with being former law enforcement. Being tied up, or not having all of your senses, like your sight, could make him feel vulnerable.
“Is it for me or you?”
“You, of course. If I wear it, I won’t be able to see what I’m doing.”
“And what will you be doing?”
“You’ll figure it out. Give it time. And don’t forget that safe word if anything I do gets to be too much.”
“You’re making me apprehensive.”
“I promise not to hurt you. Tonight’s all about pleasure.”
His dark brown eyes held heat. “Would you hurt me if I asked?”
That had her pausing and looking at him in a new light. “As long as we’re both getting something out of it, sure. Is that what you want?”
Again, he hesitated. “For now, I’ll let you do what you want to do. If it’s either not enough or too much, I’ll let you know.”
“Deal.” She held out her hand, palm up. “Now, get the blindfold.”
“Yes...” His head twitched and his forehead furrowed. “What honorific do you want me to use?”
She wasn’t picky, and that wasn’t something she normally required, but she appreciated him asking. “What do you prefer?”
One side of his mouth pulled up. “Mistress.”
She preferred that over Ma’am, since that title made her feel much older than her thirty years. “I’m fine with that. How about you?”
“When I’m the top, Master or Sir works. But none is needed, if it makes you uncomfortable.”
“Master does, but Sir is perfectly fine.”
“Good.”
“Good. Now that we have that settled, get that blindfold.”
He gave her a single nod. “Yes, Mistress.”
Damn. Just that simple title made the heat swirl through her, her pussy clench, and her nipples ache.
Chapter Six
Hope really liked the fact that the former cop wasn’t so rigid. She preferred fluidity. A give and take.
She zeroed in on his ass when he went over to the closet and opened it, watching the muscles flex in his broad back as he reached for a box on the top shelf like he was her own personal porn star.
Once he pulled it out and set it on the floor, he squatted down to dig through it.
That was an interesting but eye-popping view.
He was as confident as she was when it came to his nudity. But then, he should have pride in his body. He clearly worked hard to maintain it.
“A toy box?” Her pussy twinged and she mentally rubbed her hands together. “What other goodies do you have in there?”
When he stood and turned, he clutched a black, silk-like blindfold. “May I speak freely, Mistress?”
Good lord, the simple act of him calling her that caused sparks to ignite inside her. She was looking forward to this more and more by the minute.
“Nothing too extreme since those types of toys can be found up in Heaven. This cabin doesn’t have enough storage space.”
“I haven’t been up to Heaven yet,” she murmured.
She meant to check it out but wasn’t sure if she’d be allowed. She wasn’t a guest and was more of an independent contractor than an actual employee. She had planned on asking Danica if it was okay since she didn’t want to do anything that might jeopardize her position at Double D, but hadn’t gotten around to it.
“You haven’t? I’ll have to give you a tour. As head of security, I can get you in anywhere.”
Well, that was an even better plan. Now that she had a potential partner to join her in one of those rooms… “I’d love to see it.”