Total pages in book: 210
Estimated words: 203847 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 1019(@200wpm)___ 815(@250wpm)___ 679(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 203847 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 1019(@200wpm)___ 815(@250wpm)___ 679(@300wpm)
“The first time for what?” I glance over my shoulder.
“You’ve been tied up.”
“I wasn’t exactly tied up. That would imply that I was tied to something, and I was only tied to myself.”
“Stop avoiding the question, Olivia.”
“Call me by my full name again and I’ll…” I pause. “I’ll think of something. I like your cock too much to hurt it.”
Tyler laughs loudly. It reverberates throughout my whole body with its deep richness, and I fight my shiver. Damn.
“Good to know,” he manages through chuckles. “Answer the question, Liv.”
I lean back against the wall and fold my arms across my chest. “Say please.”
He pauses.
“You said you wanted to control my body. You’ve done that. Hell, honey, if you keep fucking me that way, you can control my body to Mars and back. But that’s all you get. Don’t even start to think you can control me.”
“The thought never even crossed my mind.” He steps in front of me.
“Good thing, too.” I push at his chest. “Did you call for a car for me?”
“Are you going to answer my question?”
“Did you call for a car?” I smirk, folding my arms again.
Tyler sighs and picks up his phone. He speaks briefly into it, directing Allen to collect me from his apartment in five minutes.
“Happy?” he asks, setting the phone back down.
“Very.” My smirk turns smug.
“Now,” he says, his voice hardening, setting a hand on either side of me on the wall. “Please answer my question.”
I blink a few times, drawing the moment out. For some reason, my lips don’t want to follow my mind. They don’t want to admit to him that, yes, it was the first time someone has ever tied me. But I force them to, and the word falls from my lips in a whisper.
“Yes.” My eyes hit the floor—wanting and needing to look anywhere other than at him.
“But you’ve wanted it?”
I nod.
“Dreamed of it?”
The flush that rises in my cheeks is all he needs to know.
“Hey.” He cups my face in his hands and lifts it so we’re eye to eye. There’s only a glimmer of lingering heat left in his gaze. It’s overshadowed by certainty and honesty. “Don’t look at the floor like you’re ashamed of it. There’s nothing to be ashamed of. Sex is sex, and spicing it up with a little light bondage is just like adding extra flavor to your chili.”
“I just never found anyone who was even remotely into it before, so I never asked.”
“Well now you’ve found me, and you can ask me as often as you like. In fact, I promise to tie you up every time you ask.”
My face breaks into a grin, matching the one on his. “I’ll be pissed if you don’t.”
“As long as you promise me you won’t go home and be ashamed of it.”
“Oh, I won’t.” I lower his hands from my face.
His phone rings. “Hello? ... Yes, okay… Thanks, Allen.” He looks at me. “Allen’s waiting downstairs for you.”
“Okay.” I walk to the door with him, and he tugs on a lock of my hair.
“So what are you going to do when you get home?”
Stringy. I raise an eyebrow. “I’m going to go home, have a hot bath, and crawl into bed.” I shrug my coat on.
“Yeah?” He cups my jaw and turns my face to his. “Since you refuse to stay here, make sure you dream of me.”
“Oh, I’m fairly certain I will.”
“I look forward to hearing about it.”
“What makes you think I’ll be telling you anything about it at all?”
“What do you mean?”
I open his door and smile sexily over my shoulder. “Why, Tyler, honey. You’re the one in control in the bedroom. So I guess my dreams will have to stay just that—dreams.”
I close the door behind me on his hissed curse. That’s what he gets for asking me to stay the night.
I hope he goes to bed with a raging fucking hard-on, wondering what I’m dreaming about.
Take that, you sexy son of a bitch.
“You could at least let me put clean panties on before you come barging in here like you own the place.”
My best friend looks at me like I’m crazy. Well, maybe I am. I am wrapped in a Hello Kitty towel.
“By all means, Liv. Put some panties on. Never mind the rest of your damn clothes.” She rolls her eyes and sits on my sofa. “Never mind that we have, like, ten bridal stores to scour today to find your dress.”
“Okay, Bridezilla. The bridal stores will still be there in an hour. It’s not like aliens are going to suddenly appear and beam them all up.”
She shoots me the kind of look that would crumble diamond and I grin. Bitch doesn’t bother me. I wiggle my fingers at her and prance into my bedroom. I’m just pulling a bra out of my drawer when she yells at me.