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)
Audrey tried to fly past me, but I caught her around the waist and hauled her back against my body. “Not so fast, kitten.”
She let out a cute little growl, making me grin because she just kept proving how perfect that nickname was for her.
“We need to go over the rules first.”
“Let me off this plane,” she seethed. My grin spread wider when her breathy tone changed its cadence, and a shiver raced through her body.
“We’re going to get off the plane, Audrey. Just as soon as you put away your claws.” I spoke softly, with my lips close enough to her ear that they brushed the skin with each movement.
She stilled, and I wasn’t sure if it was because she wanted off the plane or because of the desire I’d provoked. But then the shift of her body as she tightened her thighs gave her away.
“I don’t want to have to drug you again, and I have no desire to carry you kicking and screaming to the car. So, you’re going to behave and walk off this plane and get into the car like a good girl. Is that clear?”
I frowned when she stayed stubbornly silent. Cupping her chin in one hand, I turned her head so we were looking at each other. There was a mutinous scowl on her face. Sighing, I shook my head in exasperation. “Don’t make me spank you, kitten. If you so much as take one step out of line, I will redden your pretty little ass.”
She gasped as her eyes went wide, sparking with shock, fear, and—though she’d most likely deny it—curiosity. “You wouldn’t.”
I narrowed my eyes in warning. “Try me.”
Her lips pinched, but after a beat, she nodded.
Slowly, I released her, and when she didn’t bolt, I gestured for her to walk ahead of me to the entrance of the plane. I stopped a few feet from the door to grab our bags from the luggage compartment. The second I turned away, she took off, but I’d been a fucking SEAL before I became a hitman. Lightning-fast reflexes were what kept me alive in both careers.
Growling, I caught her arm in two strides and marched over to the front row of seats. I tugged her down with me as I sat but guided her body so she landed face down, draped over one knee. “I promised never to lie to you, kitten,” I grunted. Her bridesmaid dress was long, but there was a slit up the side that went to her knee. I quickly ripped the seam up to her waist, then shoved the fabric aside.
I nearly swallowed my tongue as I stared at the creamy flesh of her perfect heart-shaped ass. All of it was on display due to the single strip of silk between her cheeks.
Her wiggling and fists pounding on my thigh snapped me out of my trance, and I immediately slapped a palm onto one naked globe. I barely registered Audrey’s roar of outrage, too mesmerized by the pink handprint on her milky, beautifully speckled skin.
It began to fade, and I frowned, anxious to see my stamp of ownership on her again. One of her fists flew back and almost made contact with my nose before dropping down in an effort to reach the rapidly growing bulge in my pants. I grabbed both wrists and shackled them behind her back in one of my hands. Then I used the other to spank her sweet ass until it was red and the marks didn’t fade.
My cock was leaking like a fucking sieve. She’d know who she belonged to every time she sat down for at least the next few days. Knowing that made me hot as hell.
Audrey’s protests had continued, but they’d lost their bite, and her squirming had localized to her center. As if she were trying to find relief from an internal ache. One I was all too familiar with. We would definitely be exploring that eventually, but right now, I just wanted to get her home.
After petting each ass cheek to soothe them a little, I covered them again and adjusted her position so she was sitting up on my lap. “Are you going to behave?”
She bit her lip and avoided my gaze but nodded with a resigned expression.
I wanted to kiss the frown right off her lips, but it wasn’t the right time. Setting her on her feet, I grabbed the bags and followed her to the stairs. After descending, I put my hand to the small of her back and guided her over to my black Audi. The car beeped when it unlocked, and the trunk sprung open. As I tossed the luggage in the back, Audrey blanched.
“Is that my suitcase?” she shrieked.
“Of course,” I answered with a shrug, ushering her to the passenger side.