Total pages in book: 93
Estimated words: 92474 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 462(@200wpm)___ 370(@250wpm)___ 308(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 92474 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 462(@200wpm)___ 370(@250wpm)___ 308(@300wpm)
“I didn’t . . . I’ve never . . . I just . . .” She reached for him, floundering, and he gathered her into his lap as he kneeled on the floor, holding her tightly.
“Shh. Close your eyes.”
Turning, he settled back on his ass with her pressed against him. He held her against him, keeping her safe.
“I’m here. I’m not going anywhere.”
“I’m so sorry,” she said eventually.
“Look at me, Gracen.”
She tilted her head back, staring up into his gorgeous face. “There is nothing to be sorry for. It’s damn flattering to know that I made you come that hard.”
“I’ve never . . . it’s never been like that before. It was almost too much, you know.”
“But we found a way to bring you back down. And it might never happen again. Hold onto me, let me help you, then everything will be all right.”
She nodded. She still felt a bit embarrassed. Who acted like that after an orgasm? Maybe she needed to start making herself come more regularly. Perhaps it had just been too long since she’d last come.
That had to be it.
“Tired, baby?”
“Yeah.” She yawned. “Sorry.”
He kissed the top of her head. “Come on. I’m going to get you in the bath, then you can go to bed.”
Somehow, he managed to stand while holding her in his arms. Shit, he was strong. She should probably tell him to put her down. No doubt he was going to hurt himself. But she just wasn’t ready to be out of his arms.
He walked into her bedroom first and grabbed a blanket off the end of the bed. Then he moved into the bathroom and set her on her feet. He wrapped the blanket securely around her before lifting her onto the counter.
“You shouldn’t pick me up like that,” she whispered to him as he washed his hands in the sink.
Right, because he’d just had his thumb in her ass. Well, maybe not all the way in, but still . . . yikes.
“You don’t want to finish that sentence, little bit,” he told her sternly. “I have no qualms about spanking your ass again. And this time, it will be twenty.”
Yikes. Even with the blanket as padding her butt was tender. She didn’t need a further spanking on top of the one she’d just had.
“No, no, I’m good,” she told him. “I’m shutting my mouth right now.” She mimicked locking her mouth and throwing away the key.
“Good.” He put the plug in the bath then turned on the taps. “You got any bath shit?”
“Bath shit?”
“Yeah, my sister had a heap of it. You got any?”
“Uh, yeah, there’s some bubble bath under the sink.” She blushed as she remembered that she’d bought some kids’ stuff. It had been cheaper, and it made much better bubbles.
“I can get it,” she told him, trying to wriggle her way off the counter. But he held a hand up, stopping her.
“Stay there,” he commanded.
She knew she had to be bright red as he drew out the bottle. But he didn’t even give it a second look. Instead, he poured a healthy amount into the water and swirled it around with his hand before putting it away again.
“So, you have a sister?”
“I do. She doesn’t live with us now, though. The house is kind of quiet without her. Not that Lottie was ever loud. But she made it feel more like a home and less like a mausoleum.”
“I’m sorry. Did she move away?”
“Yeah, to New York state.” He studied her intently. “You feeling okay?”
She shifted around on the counter, wishing the bath would fill quicker. She was grateful this tiny apartment actually had a tub. Even if it was avocado green.
“I’m all right.”
“Gracen,” he said in a warning voice, cupping her face between his rough hands. “You don’t ever lie to me.”
“I’m not. I’m all right. A bit tender from being spanked and a little embarrassed from the way I reacted. But I’m all right.”
“There’s no need to be embarrassed.” He ran a finger along her lower lip. “I have no problem taking care of you in whatever way you need.”
Her breath hitched.
“But I do think we’ll hold off on trying to edge you. That might be too much.”
Yikes.
“I think so.”
Bending down to her height, he looked her in the eyes. “You need to know this, though. You’re fucking stunning when you come, and I want to do that to you all the time. Not to mention you taste like the sweetest candy. It could become addictive. I’m going to want to eat you over and over and over again. ”
“I don’t think I have a problem with that.”
His lips twitched, and he moved back to the bath, turning off the taps. She tried to wriggle off the counter again, but he held his hand up. “I didn’t say you could move.”