Total pages in book: 127
Estimated words: 117505 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 588(@200wpm)___ 470(@250wpm)___ 392(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 117505 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 588(@200wpm)___ 470(@250wpm)___ 392(@300wpm)
Drake smacked her on the ass with enough force that fire broke out on her skin and a soft moan escaped her lips.
“Maybe I should tie you to my bed for the night,” he drawled.
“Mmm, maybe you should. After all, I can be a very bad girl, remember?”
“I think you’re just asking for the crop or my belt.”
“Well duh,” she said, rolling her eyes. “I mean, what does a girl have to do in order to get punished these days? You’re getting soft in your old age, Drake. If you aren’t careful, you won’t be able to keep up with me anymore and I’ll have to put you out to pasture and retire you from stud services.”
He choked on his laughter and then coughed, his body heaving against hers.
“Is that some kind of Southern-speak? Because I have no clue what you’re talking about. Cheeky wench,” he said without heat.
She laughed. “Putting someone out to pasture is a polite way of saying that person can’t keep up any longer. In other words, you’re getting to be an old man and I’ll have to find someone else to satisfy my needs.”
“I have a recommendation, should you ever want or need one,” Zander drawled from the front seat.
She clapped her hand over her mouth in mortification and practically dove between Drake and the backseat in an effort to hide.
Drake’s body shook against her. “Forget we weren’t alone in the car, Angel? I’d say Zander just gave you back some of what you were dishing.”
“Can I crawl in a hole and die now?” Evangeline said with a groan.
“That’s what you get for being such a smartass,” he said smugly. “And I’m very much looking forward to spanking that ass when we get home.”
“I was checking the time on your watch because I was seeing if it was too late to call my parents when we get back home,” she said anxiously. “They’re an hour behind us, so they should still be up if you don’t mind me calling them tonight.”
He squeezed her to his side and pressed a kiss to her brow. “Of course I don’t mind you calling them, baby. I know how excited you are to tell them the news. How about I sit in on the call with you, that is if you don’t have any objections, and then afterward you can express your gratitude in very creative fashion.”
He said the last with a wicked grin and an evil gleam in his eyes.
“I’ll see how quickly I can get through the call,” she murmured.
“No hurry,” Drake said in a casual voice. “No hurry at all. We have all night, Angel. And I plan to make the most of every minute. I think it would be a good idea for you to stay home tomorrow and sleep in. I have the feeling you won’t be up to much else after I’m done with you.”
She stared at him through narrowed eyes, and there was a firm set to her lips.
“Don’t make promises you can’t keep, Mr. Badass. So far you’re all talk and no action, so I’ll expect you to back up all those words.”
He lifted one eyebrow in her direction. “That sounds very much like the gauntlet has been thrown down.”
She shrugged nonchalantly. “Just make sure you don’t trip over it. I wonder what all those tabloid photographers would think of the great Drake Donovan if it got out that he wasn’t satisfying his woman.”
“I think you’ve created a monster, Drake,” Hartley said in a dry voice.
Evangeline groaned again. “Shut up! Can you at least pretend not to hear what we’re talking about? I’m not saying another word.”
She glared toward the front seat, where Hartley and Zander were both laughing. When Drake joined in, she elbowed him firmly in the gut, causing him to grunt and gasp for breath.
“My angel is getting sassy on me,” he said, his statement laced with approval. “I like it.”
She continued to glare between him and the men in front, her lips pressed tightly together in silence.
Luckily for her, they arrived at the apartment a few minutes later, and she refused to meet either Zander’s or Hartley’s gaze when they opened the door for her and Drake.
“Don’t be too rough with him tonight, sugar,” Zander called just as Evangeline and Drake entered the building.
She slapped both hands over her ears, but the sounds of the men’s laughter still filtered through.
When they got on the elevator, Drake waited a few floors and then punched the stop button, and the elevator stopped its ascent between two floors.
“Drake?” she asked carefully. “What are you doing?”
“We have a few minutes before we have to call your mom and dad,” he said, his voice gruff with arousal. “I’ve been hard as a fucking rock all night. All you have to do is breathe and I get hard. Take your panties off.”