Total pages in book: 184
Estimated words: 188108 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 941(@200wpm)___ 752(@250wpm)___ 627(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 188108 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 941(@200wpm)___ 752(@250wpm)___ 627(@300wpm)
It’s Alexei touching you.
No one else.
She breathed through the urge to free herself by whatever means necessary.
“Bunny?” he questioned quietly. “Are you all right?”
“Yes. Sorry. Just caught me by surprise.”
He eyed her. “Have you been caught by surprise before?”
“I guess. Who hasn’t?” she asked as he laid her back on the weights bench. He kneeled down at one end and dragged her hips to the very edge before spreading her wide.
“I mean, in a way that wasn’t good,” he said.
Oh.
She didn’t want to speak about that. Because the answer would be too many times to count.
He watched her closely. She knew she had a good poker face, but it was getting harder and harder to hide her true thoughts around these guys.
“I get it,” he said finally. “When you’re ready, you’ll tell me.”
She let out a surprised breath. She’d expected him to push her. This seemed very un-Alexei.
“Of course, if you take too long, I’ll push for those details. And I won’t stop until I have them.”
And that sounded more like him.
Suddenly, he leaned in and, parting the lips of her pussy, took a long, slow lick.
She moaned. God, that felt so good.
“Fuck, you taste good. And I get to eat you as much as I desire. Especially since you were a naughty girl and now this has become a punishment.”
“Put it back, please.” She reached down, trying to grab his head, but he was out of reach.
The jerk.
“Hands above you.”
Oh. That so wasn’t fair. But she raised her hands over her head again.
God forbid that he should stop what he was doing.
He moved his mouth back to her pussy, flicking at her clit before pushing one finger deep inside her.
Her orgasm caught her by surprise. It was quick and sharp. Her breath stopped for a few seconds as she reveled in the feeling of floating. Then, to her surprise, she was turned over and placed on her knees on the mat with her upper body resting on the weights bench.
What was he doing?
She glanced down between her legs to find Alexei positioning himself on his back between her knees.
“What . . . what are you doing?”
“I want you to ride my face, Bunny.”
What? No! Did people do that?
Intrigue mixed with concern.
“Will I squash you?”
He reached behind her and slapped her ass. “Are you joking me? Because that better have been a fucking joke or I will take you over my lap right now and spank you until you can’t sit tomorrow.”
“Well, obviously it was a joke.”
It hadn’t been.
She thought it was a very real fear. How was he going to breathe?
“It is not up to you to worry about things like that,” he told her sternly. “That’s my job. Your job is to do what I tell you."
She couldn’t help but roll her eyes.
Slap! Slap!
Ouch!
“Hey! I think my poor bottom has taken enough of a beating today. There should be a limit on how many spankings one girl can be given.”
He snorted. “There isn’t. Besides, you could barely call what I gave you earlier a spanking. Just a few smacks. Maybe I should have given you more, it might have helped your behavior.”
Rude.
There was nothing wrong with her behavior.
But before she could tell him that, he grabbed hold of her hips and drew her down to his mouth.
Oh. God.
That felt . . . incredible. She could hardly believe how different it felt in this position. His tongue thrust deep into her pussy, in and out before moving up to her clit to tease her. She tried to move, her instincts telling her to grind down on him, to get more friction. But he held her still and all she could do was hold onto the weights bench for dear life until she felt herself spiraling toward that orgasm.
Pleasure rushed through her, harder and more intense than the last orgasm. She closed her eyes, her cries filling the room.
It was too much.
And yet, not enough at the same time.
She barely felt him moving her, but when she opened her eyes again, she was sitting on his lap, cradled against his arm as he pressed the electrolyte drink to her lips. She opened her mouth without argument, drinking some down.
“Ahh, so the key to getting you to be obedient is orgasms? Good to know,” he teased.
She slapped his chest. He truly was terrible.
Then he set the drink aside and sat her on the weights bench.
Then he grabbed his sweatshirt that she’d worn down here, pulling it over her head. It was then that she realized how cold she was.
“You had no idea that you were getting cold, did you?”
“I . . . well, it must have just happened.”
He grunted and picked her up, cradling her against his chest. She wrapped her legs around his waist.
Well, she tried to. But he was so big that it didn’t really work and her legs ended up dangling against his sides.