Total pages in book: 112
Estimated words: 106779 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 534(@200wpm)___ 427(@250wpm)___ 356(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 106779 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 534(@200wpm)___ 427(@250wpm)___ 356(@300wpm)
“Please stop,” she begged, but I squeezed my hand tightly around her leg.
“Would you let him fuck you in the ladies’ room?” I growled in her ear, and she put a hand over mine and squeezed my fingers. “Would you let him come in your ass in there, and plug it up? Would you let him walk you back out here with no panties on, hoping your ass doesn’t leak around the plug and trickle down your long legs?”
“Please,” she wheezed. She was already so close. Such a good girl.
“Would you let him make you come to me, and ask me back to your apartment, fuck you like a little cumtoy?” I went on. “Would you say it in front of anyone here with cum in your ass and your pussy dripping down your legs?”
Her fingernails dug into my skin and I gently took her by the neck and turned her towards me.
“Come for me, Pet,” I told her, and I shut her moan up when I kissed her, swallowing her scream of frustration.
She’d never tasted sweeter than she did in that bar, the taste of Coke and lemon still lingering on her lips. I wanted to fucking devour her. I wanted her to come inside my mouth over and over again.
I didn’t pull away until she was a shaky mess, and I could feel how sticky the insides of her thighs were.
The whole bar was probably looking at us but I didn’t give a shit.
She looked at me before averting her gaze, staring at the table. Tears welled in her eyes.
“What’s wrong?” My voice was so gentle it surprised me.
“He’ll be mad,” she admitted. “He’ll be so mad if he finds out about this.”
“I thought this was all his idea,” I told her. “I thought he wanted you to fuck me.”
“I know, but…” She swallowed hard. “I don’t know, it’s been weird… Since you came over.”
“I’m sorry about that,” I admitted. “I shouldn’t have done that. I should’ve known better.”
“You’re doing it again now, though,” she reminded me with a weak smile.
“I know,” I grinned. “I can’t help it. It’s you–” I stopped myself from talking. “Anyway. Weird how?”
“He’s been distant,” she admitted. “Snapping a lot.”
“He hasn’t hit you, has he?” I asked roughly. I’d kill the bastard.
“No…” she shook her head vehemently. “Just the… you know, the usual stuff.”
I nodded. She parted her legs a little, fingering the spot where I knew her brand was. I put my fingers over hers and she gasped.
“Does it still hurt?” I asked.
“No,” she said. “Never, just feels a bit weird still.”
“Do you like it?” I wanted to know. “Don’t lie.”
“Yeah.” She gave me a big smile, with only a hint of sadness in it. “I love it, I like that it’s there. A lot. Reminds me of who I belong to. My master.”
My ego deflated. I wanted her to only belong to me.
“Do you want to get out of here?” I asked her, and she gave me a long stare.
“I have to go home,” she said. “I’m sorry, I really can’t go anywhere with you. I’m scared…”
Scared of that fucking jackass. I could’ve killed him. Should’ve, when I had the chance.
“That’s alright,” I told her. “I’ll walk you home, come on.”
She got up and I followed close behind. She didn’t say a word when some guys wolf-whistled at her, and I gave them death stares so evil they eventually shut the fuck up. I took her hand on instinct, and it was tiny inside mine. She felt like a little doll, breakable, pretty and so fucking beautiful.
We walked in silence. I didn’t want to push her, and she seemed to be deep in thought. Unfortunately, the bar was close to her apartment, and I regretted the fact as soon as we turned up at the building.
“I’m sorry I can’t invite you upstairs,” she said, and I shrugged it off. “I think we might see you in a week or so, though.”
“Okay,” I nodded.
She leaned over and gave me a hug. She felt good in my arms, and she fucking smelled amazing.
I pulled her back when she moved away, and let my lips linger over her ear.
“You could leave him,” I told her. “You could be mine.”
She moved away. Her eyes were far away when she waved goodbye.
I stood there like a fucking fool for long minutes after she’d disappeared into the elevator.
Thirty-Four
Pet
Forbidden fruit had never tasted sweeter.
I hadn’t seen Stranger since he’d walked me home, but I wanted to so very badly. I’d also decided I was done seeing him behind King’s back. I would always tell him if I wanted something, so why should this be any different?
He told me Stranger would be coming over that night, and I didn’t bother hiding my excitement. I think it was the happiest I’d been in weeks, jumping up and down for him as he looked at me thoughtfully. I still wasn’t sure what his thoughts were on Stranger. He seemed so torn about the whole thing, yet he was the one who kept calling him to come back. And it excited me.