Total pages in book: 90
Estimated words: 85490 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 427(@200wpm)___ 342(@250wpm)___ 285(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 85490 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 427(@200wpm)___ 342(@250wpm)___ 285(@300wpm)
“No,” I say, because I know that will bother her. But the truth is this building is normally locked down tight—I spent all day making it look like teenagers use it to party just to set her on edge. In reality, it’s entirely safe and under my control.
“That makes me nervous.”
“Good.” I set my mask aside. I take off my jacket and roll up my sleeves. I make each move as slow and methodical as I can, stringing her along.
“Jackal?” she asks, sounding nervous. “You didn’t just walk away and leave me here, did you?” Her voice echoes off the concrete.
“No, baby, I didn’t.” I lean forward to kiss her neck. My body is on top of hers and she squirms with excitement. I like the way her hips shimmy and the way her mouth opens with greedy bliss. “Do you think I could walk away from you right now?”
“I’m not sure what you’re capable of.”
“That’s what you like, isn’t it?” I kiss her neck, taking my time. She’s shivering underneath me. “You don’t know what this masked man could do to you. Does that scare you?”
“Yes,” she says, gasping as I kiss down her chest and linger on her breasts. I suck her nipples and bite down a little too hard. She sucks in a breath at the pain, but I reward her for not getting upset by licking and sucking nice and gently.
“But you keep coming back anyway.”
“It’s comforting.”
That grabs my interest. I kiss down to her hips, to the top of her skirt, and pause as my fingers stroke up and down her inner thigh. “Comforting how?”
“I’m not sure I can explain it.”
“Try.” I push her skirt up further until her panties are exposed. Lightly, so gently, I stroke up and down her slit. She’s soaking wet, and it’s the sweetest thing I’ve ever seen.
“I don’t have to worry about who you are or what you’re thinking. I have… bad experiences with men. Well, one bad experience, and it colors everything else.”
I pause for a moment and study her. “Bad in what way?” My mind goes to very dark places, and I’m not sure I can handle the thought of someone hurting her. I don’t know when I got so possessive and protective, but Laura’s mine now, and I’d do anything to keep her safe.
“I’d rather not discuss my trauma right now.”
I kiss her inner thigh. “That’s fair.” I kiss her again, moving closer to her pussy. I’m not going to push if she doesn’t want to talk. And besides, it would probably ruin the fantasy for her. We’re in dangerous territory, and I have to shift us back on track. “What would you rather do then?”
“This is nice,” she says very quietly.
I kiss her until I’m on top of her wet pussy. I push aside the fabric and tease her slit up and down with my fingers. “You like when I touch you?”
“Yes,” she says, voice low and thick.
“I could do anything I wanted to you right now. You’re in my hands, little demon. Are you sure I’m safe?”
“Not even a little bit.”
“Good.” I slide two fingers deep. She groans in surprise and her back arches. “Because I want to hurt you.”
“Please,” she moans, wiggling her hips, and I’m not sure she even understands what she means by that. Please don’t or maybe please keep going. It doesn’t matter either way. She’s mine to play with, and I’ll tease her as much as I like, unless she says the one word that can end this game.
“I want to hurt you in ways you’ve never imagined before.” I reach up and gently squeeze a nipple between my fingers as my tongue finds her clit.
“Oh, shit,” she says, writhing. “That fucking hurts. And it feels so good.”
“That’s right, and you taste even better.” I release her breast and focus on licking and sucking her, and as she gets into it, I reach up and squeeze her other nipple even harder.
“Fuck,” she says, arching her back. I glide my tongue deep inside her and back out again, moving it around in circles.
“You like that.” I say it with a smile because I knew she would. I keep going, licking and sucking her, and her moans get louder, filling up the room. It’s heaven, but as she sounds like she’s getting close, I pull back.
“No,” she whines. “Don’t stop, you asshole.”
“Oh, baby, that was just the beginning. Don’t you remember the third part of our box?”
She hesitates, and I love the nervous look on her face. “That thing is too big.”
I move over to where I left the dildo and pick it up. In all honesty, it’s not much bigger than my own cock. “You’ll need to get used to it if you want to keep playing with me,” I say, walking around her slowly. I kneel down at her side. “Open your mouth.”