Total pages in book: 79
Estimated words: 77295 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 386(@200wpm)___ 309(@250wpm)___ 258(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 77295 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 386(@200wpm)___ 309(@250wpm)___ 258(@300wpm)
“Wow. So, you wouldn’t put it on once in a while to make me feel better?”
“No.” He said it without the least bit of remorse.
“Alright, then,” I said with a slight laugh.
When we approached a lingerie store, he nodded toward the door. “I’ll wait here.”
“I have lingerie.”
“A woman can never have too much.” He nodded again. “Now, go.” He took a seat on the bench with the bags beside him. One arm moved over the back, his watch catching the light on his wrist.
I headed inside and tried on a couple things. After an hour, I walked out of the store with several different pieces that he would like. “Got some good stuff.”
“Show me when we get home.”
We continued on our walk then stopped in front of a high-end dress store.
“Pick something out.”
“I don’t wear gowns for fun.”
“We have a party on Saturday.”
“Hugo usually gives me dresses for that sort of thing.”
“Well, you can pick out your own now.”
“Want to come with me?”
He sat down again and pulled out his phone. “No.”
“You don’t want to give your input?”
He was already typing. “Make sure your tits are popping out, and I’ll be happy.”
I rolled my eyes and walked inside. It didn’t take long to find something I liked, and after trying it on and the seamstress taking my measurements, I walked out of there with an appointment to pick it up later.
Cauldron was on the phone. “Glad to hear it. All the derailments for the last few months have really slowed us down. About time we picked up speed again.” More words were exchanged then he hung up.
“Sounds like things are back to normal.”
He dropped his phone into his pocket and looked at the new bag in tow.
“Yes, I got a couple things.”
“Let’s go home so you can show me.” He took the bag and carried it for me.
I walked beside him as we headed back to the car. “Taking a girl shopping…holding her bags…doesn’t really seem like your thing.”
“It’s not,” he said. “But you asked me to try—and I’m trying.”
I stepped out of the bathroom in the black lingerie, finding him seated upright against the headboard, naked and waiting for me. His dick was already hard because he’d been excited just thinking about the moment I appeared. His dark eyes trailed over my body, took a good look from head to toe. The man always had a poker face, emitting no emotion, but his eyes still gleamed with excitement.
I strutted to the bed then crawled on top of him, climbing up his legs then his waist.
Once I was close enough, his thumbs slipped under the straps of my G-string and pulled it down.
Lingerie never made sense to me. To spend a fortune on clothing that you wore for a few minutes before sex seemed like a poor investment. You couldn’t wear it anywhere else, and it was usually too uncomfortable to wear under everyday clothing. But when I saw the way his eyes lit up for me, it was all worth it.
With my bottom bare, he positioned me on top of him and directed me onto his length. The second his warm skin came into contact with my wet one, he squeezed me hard, sucking in a subtle breath. With his hands on my hips, he guided me downward, all the way down his length until I sat directly on his balls.
It hurt a little bit, but I felt like I was right back at work, so I didn’t exude any discomfort.
He held me there as he stared at me, fully inside me, claiming me. “You’re beautiful.”
His words brought me out of the lust, made my heart connect with his. It didn’t feel like a line, but a sincere confession that made my entire body go soft. Then he guided me up and down, slowly, over his length, like it was our first time together.
My hands planted against his hard chest, and I deepened the curve in my back as I rocked my hips. Together, we moved, our slick bodies in unison. I’d come here for protection in exchange for sex, but now, I was a free woman. I could leave whenever I wanted, starting the new life I dreamed of for myself.
But I knew my new life had already begun.
With this man.
I woke up slowly the next day, gently coming into consciousness but clinging to sleep. I grabbed the sheets and tugged them farther up on my shoulder because the cold air was hitting me right on the skin.
But the sheets were stuck and wouldn’t move.
I tugged harder until my hand slipped altogether.
Smack.
“Jesus…”
My eyes opened, and I saw Cauldron grip his nose with his hand. “Oh my god…I didn’t know you were there.”
“So you normally throw punches in the middle of the night?”
“I was trying to get the sheets up, and they were stuck.”