Total pages in book: 88
Estimated words: 87826 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 439(@200wpm)___ 351(@250wpm)___ 293(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 87826 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 439(@200wpm)___ 351(@250wpm)___ 293(@300wpm)
Or am I infatuated with her?
I don’t even know, which is why I’m so confused.
I’ve only seen her a few times. I can’t already be head over heels.
But maybe she’s already gotten me addicted to the curves of her body, and the way they felt under my hand.
God, every time I think about the way I spanked her and made her come, my dick grows hard.
It’s as if I haven’t had sex in ages even though I have. I’m normally never this horny, but just thinking about banging her again already has me going. She tasted so damn good; my mouth salivates just thinking about it. And honestly, when I think about it, I can’t even fathom not ever tasting that again.
So fuck this. I can’t call it quits.
Not when I’m like this. And definitely not when I know she’ll probably continue to pursue me.
But when will it stop? And how?
Should I ignore her when she comes into the Hotel again? Risk exposure? Or should I give in and see where this could head?
I open the browser again and instinctively press the tab that goes directly to the chat site. I’m not even thinking about it. And instead of stopping myself before I do something I’ll probably regret, I actually unblock her name.
Kat
I’m at work when the chat bubble to Declan’s name suddenly turns green again.
“Well, hello there,” I mumble to myself.
I’m not surprised. Not even a little bit.
When I left his office the other day, I could see the lust pouring out of him. Even after all that filthy shit we did, he still needed more, and I didn’t blame him. I’m in the same boat, constantly thinking about all the things he did that got me hot and bothered. It still makes me salivate. And worse, I’m not even mad at him for raging at me and being an asshole at the club.
I’ve forgiven him. Partially. Mostly because of my needy pussy.
What can I say? I’m an addict.
I’m not going to stay mad at him or myself. I know what I want and giving in is easier than fighting it.
Him on the other hand … I’m not so sure what he wants. He may want me, but he doesn’t want the danger that comes with it.
He thinks he needs to protect his business, and I get it. But I also know neither of us can resist the pull. It was only a matter of time.
And now he’s finally back online, waiting for me to message him.
NaughtyKitten: I thought you said I shouldn’t count on it?
D: You shouldn’t. Do you want me to block you again?
NaughtyKitten: No. But would you really?
D: Try me and find out.
NaughtyKitten: So angry.
D: No, just tired of playing games.
I grin to myself. I’m not. I love these games. Especially when they’re filled with raunchy sex.
NaughtyKitten: I’m not. I know what I want. I think we’ve established that.
D: And what is it that you think you want?
NaughtyKitten: For now? You.
D: But you don’t know me.
He’s asking tough questions, but I won’t let him corner me that easily.
NaughtyKitten: I know what you can do. That’s enough for me.
D: How do you know that?
NaughtyKitten: I just do.
Boy, he’s really making this hard.
NaughtyKitten: Why are you even online if you don’t believe it?
He doesn’t answer. At least, not as quickly as I would’ve liked.
D: Don’t ask questions you already know the answer to.
NaughtyKitten: Right. Because you want me just as much.
D: Sexually. Physically. Not emotionally.
NaughtyKitten: Right …
Why do I get the sense he’s trying to convince himself more than me?
D: For now, online is good.
I frown, confused.
NaughtyKitten: You don’t want to meet anymore? I don’t get it. Why go back?
D: Because it’s dangerous.
NaughtyKitten: Because you’re hiding something.
D: Retract your claws, KittyKat.
I narrow my eyes.
NaughtyKitten: It’s true, though.
D: This is for pleasure only.
NaughtyKitten: Oh, I know. And I find it pleasurable for you to fuck me.
D: You shouldn’t. I’m only in it for me. I’m selfish and greedy.
NaughtyKitten: I don’t mind.
D: Why? Why is everything so easy with you?
I pause. I’m not sure whether I should take that comment as an insult or a compliment. I’ll go for the more positive outlook.
NaughtyKitten: Because I don’t mind being used.
D: Explain.
NaughtyKitten: It makes me feel … free.
D: So we’re both using each other then.
NaughtyKitten: In a way, yes.
I guess we’re not as far apart as he thinks.
D: Well, thank you for being so honest.
NaughtyKitten: You’re welcome. Your turn.
D: I never said I was going to spill.
NaughtyKitten: But you want to keep things going with me, right?
I know I’m taunting him, but I have nothing else to lose either. He already blocked me once. Who’s to say he won’t do it again?
D: Don’t make me choose.
NaughtyKitten: I just want to know why you wanted to make me sign that contract. What the bellhop meant by ‘girls.’ Why you made me strip when you didn’t even know it was me.