Total pages in book: 43
Estimated words: 40741 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 204(@200wpm)___ 163(@250wpm)___ 136(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 40741 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 204(@200wpm)___ 163(@250wpm)___ 136(@300wpm)
Constable Dill cleared his throat. "The, um, prize—-"
"It's all yours."
Lucius' statement had the other man nearly losing his footing. "S-Sir? I mean, Y-Your Grace?" The prizes for this weekend had been upgraded for the park's media campaign. Did the billionaire really mean—-
"All I need is a room my girlfriend and I can use in private." Lucius began opening doors to see which of the yet-to-be-launched mystery rooms would best serve his purpose. "We have something to talk about, and we don't want to be disturbed at all costs."
Mm.
Nope.
Mm.
Perfect.
By the time Lucius had found his room of choice, understanding had also dawned on both the constable and Tassy, who was now blushing from head to toe but unable to utter a single protest...since honestly?
She so, so badly yearned for Lucius' kisses as well.
"Do we have an understanding, Constable?"
Constable Dill clicked his heels and gave the billionaire a hearty salute. "Yes, sir—-I mean, Your Grace!"
"Then that will be all."
The door slammed shut on his face, but Constable Dill was all smiles as he made his way back to the lounge. Who knew it would be this easy to win a thousand bucks?
Tassy could only whimper as Lucius threw her on the four-poster bed as soon as they were inside. Her legs were still dangling over the edge, but this turned out to be exactly what he wanted, with his head suddenly disappearing under the skirts of her gown, and oh!
Had he really just ripped her lace panties just like tha—-ah!
Her eyes squeezed shut, and her head fell back as Lucius started tracing her moist swollen folds with his tongue. She couldn't remember burning this much her entire life. Couldn't remember feeling this wet and sensitive. And when she felt him slowly but firmly part her folds—-
Aaaah.
It was like having her most secret part completely exposed, and when she thought about Lucius staring at her most intimate flesh—-
Embarrassment flooded her whole being, and Tassy instinctively tried pulling away. This was too much, too fast, too soon. This was—-aaaah.
A violent shudder of pleasure rocked Tassy's body at the first thrust of his tongue. All thoughts of resistance melted in an instant, and the only thing she felt this time was a throbbing, restless need to feel more.
"P-Please."
To the point that she actually couldn't stop herself from begging—-
"L-Lucius."
Every thrust of his tongue ravaged her world, and Tassy could only claw helplessly on the sheets since there was nothing else for her to hold on to.
She had never thought one could be devoured like this.
And yet that was exactly what he was doing.
He was tasting her so deeply, every forceful stab of his tongue marking her for life.
And when he reached up to pinch that tiny swollen nub of pleasure—-
Tassy shattered anew, her mind completely blanking out at the sheer force of her orgasm.
Lucius lapped every drop of her release and waited until Tassy's body had stopped buckling before slowly easing up. When he straightened to his full height, he was not surprised to see her eyes closed, her breathing gradually slowing down.
As he watched her sleep, he found himself thinking of things he had once thought would never apply to him. And by the time her eyes fluttered open, Lucius had made up his mind.
Tassy's mind was hazy as she rubbed her eyes. Where was she again? And why was she in bed? What had she been doing before—-
OH!
Tassy could feel her cheeks turning fiery red as she scrambled up to a sitting position. She knew it was ridiculous to still feel embarrassed at this point. It was like crying over spilled milk, or in this case, moaning and turning red over spilled, um-—
Okay, just stop, Tassy, since you're only making things worse for yourself!
"Penny for your thoughts?"
The very idea of Lucius learning her thoughts was horrifying, and she quickly shook her head.
"Not for sale—-" Tassy's words ended in a little gasp when the billionaire scooped her off the bed without warning, and she found herself back on his lap...for the nth time.
"Why not?"
Tassy considered trying to pull away ever so briefly, but when her more sensible inner voice reminded her that was another ridiculous thing to do after what had happened between them—-
"Just because," she settled on saying instead, albeit lamely.
Copper eyes narrowed at her. "Are you hiding something from me?"
"Yes."
The way his Tassina admitted to this with zero hesitation had Lucius laughing despite himself. She truly was the most unpredictable little thing, and it was this, more than anything else, that had him deciding not to delay things any longer.
He cupped her chin and waited until he had all of her attention before saying quite simply, "Marry me."
Tassy was about to laugh until she saw the brooding intensity in Lucius' coppery gaze.
"Marry me," he repeated, and this time, she started having difficulty breathing.
"I think you must've missed a memo or something," she joked weakly. "You'll be tired of me in 48 hours—-"