Total pages in book: 80
Estimated words: 73515 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 368(@200wpm)___ 294(@250wpm)___ 245(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 73515 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 368(@200wpm)___ 294(@250wpm)___ 245(@300wpm)
I prowled toward her, and she slowly backed up until I had her pressed against the glass and caged between my arms. “Is that really what you want, kitten?” Her mouth opened and closed a few times as if she couldn’t quite find her words. “Because I think you like the idea of going to bed with me.” I palmed one of her shoulders, and my hand slid down as I spoke. “I’m betting your punishment on the plane made you so wet it ruined your panties. And even though you think you shouldn’t, you want more.” My hand traveled down her torso and slipped between the torn pieces of her skirt. She sucked in a breath as my hand met the hot skin of her hip, and I smiled wickedly. I kept moving down until I was at the juncture between her thighs. “Am I right, Audrey?” I purred. “Are you drenched at the thought of what I could do to your body?”
I didn’t wait for her to answer before cupping her pussy and groaning at the heat that enveloped my fingers. I’d been more than right, too. She was fucking soaked.
“Do you want more, little kitten?”
Audrey’s beautiful green eyes became even paler when they were clouded with lust, but my little hellcat still tried to hiss and scratch. “How do you know a good spanking doesn’t always get me off? I could be a...a...a dominatrix for all you know about me!”
I tossed my head back and laughed, despite the burn of jealousy that streaked through me at the thought of another man with his hands on her ass. When my mirth faded, I cradled the back of her skull to hold her in place as I lowered my head so our lips were only a breath away. The hand between her legs tightened, my fingers pushing the wet, sticky fabric of her panties between her folds, and the heel of my hand put pressure at the top of her pussy.
Audrey moaned and shuddered.
“Even if I hadn’t already known you were a virgin, Audrey, I would have figured it out by the way you respond to me. Your reactions are honest and clearly new to you.”
“That doesn’t mean it's because of you,” she tried to argue despite another moan slipping from between her pouty lips when I ground my hand against her hard little bundle of nerves. “Maybe it’s just because—”
I’d had enough of her mouthy responses and decided to shut her up and make my point at the same time. I crushed my mouth down over hers, intending to give her one deep, thorough kiss to prove I was right, then leave her to rest while I made dinner.
The second our lips touched, I felt my control slip. But when Audrey whimpered and melted into me, I lost it completely.
5
Audrey
I’d been kidnapped, drugged, flown across the country—I’d seen enough landmarks during the drive to know that we were in Los Angeles—spanked, and brought to a place I had very little hope of escaping, judging by the security measures I’d spotted so far. But fear wasn’t my primary emotion at the moment. I couldn’t think past the pure, unadulterated lust I was feeling. I was so turned on that I wouldn’t be surprised if I spontaneously combusted at any minute. I’d never experienced anything like this before, and all I knew was that I wanted more.
I was so close to the edge as my kidnapper plundered my mouth. When he finally lifted his head and pressed his palm against my clit again, I held my wits just long enough to pant, “I don’t even know your name.”
Desire had darkened his brown eyes almost to black, but I still caught a gleam of humor in them as he answered, “Considering what I’m about to do to your sexy-as-fuck body, that seems like a fair question.”
I shivered at the sensual promise in his raspy tone, even as I narrowed my eyes at him. “Does that mean you’re going to tell me?”
He lifted his hands to cradle my cheeks with his palms, and one of his thumbs stroked over my bottom lip as he stared into my eyes while he considered how to answer. “Yeah, since you’re not going anywhere without me, I guess there isn’t much risk in you knowing my name. It’s Merrick Ashford.”
Merrick Ashford. Geesh, he even had a hot-guy name.
And holy heck, his lips felt amazing as he trailed hot, wet kisses along my jaw and down my neck. When he ground his hardness against me and growled, “I fucking ache for you, kitten. Didn’t know I could need anyone or anything this badly.” Feminine triumph surged through my veins. Merrick might have been strong enough to snatch me right out from under everyone’s noses, but I held a certain power over him. Knowing that I wasn’t alone in my fierce need, something clicked deep inside me and allowed me to throw caution to the wind.