Total pages in book: 144
Estimated words: 135382 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 677(@200wpm)___ 542(@250wpm)___ 451(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 135382 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 677(@200wpm)___ 542(@250wpm)___ 451(@300wpm)
Scarred beast? She wasn’t sure she could handle him without the scars. He would be too perfect.
Not that he was perfect, and that was something she needed to remember. He was a man who had turned her away for the silliest of reasons. He was a man who could cut her to the quick.
All of this was just fun. It was a way to get her mind off her troubles. That was all. Now she knew the score and could properly play the game. Pleasure was the end, not a deep emotional bond.
Even if she felt it.
“Tell me how you’re feeling?” Brody asked.
Like I want to stay here for the rest of my life. Like I need nothing more than to be naked with you. Like I want this to be real. “Good. I liked sucking your cock. It made me feel sexy.”
She was going to concentrate on the sexual aspects of this session. Sex was safe. Sex was good with Brody. She was far from that child who had tried to destroy herself by debasing her own body. This was something different. This was empowering.
Because she’d chosen this for the right reasons.
Because she loved him.
She let that thought go and concentrated on the man in front of her. He was six foot seven inches of muscled perfection, with a jawline that looked like it had been carved from the finest marble. Or out of a mountain. He was a mountain of a man.
He moved to another of the closets and opened it, pulling out what looked like a long bar with shackles on either end. They were thick leather and seemed to be padded. “You should feel sexy. You’re the sexiest woman I’ve ever met.”
Steph definitely wasn’t sure about that, but then they were playing. She shouldn’t take anything he said too seriously. When she thought about him not touching another woman because he’d only been able to think about her…well, it was better to put that in the play category. Very romantic but not to be taken literally.
“Thank you, Brody.” She wasn’t going to argue with him. Arguing with him got them nowhere at all. If he did feel that way, then that was nice.
If he thought she was sexy, then that was his business. So why did the words make her sit up straighter?
She licked her lips, trying to make sure she hadn’t missed any of him. That had made her feel sexy. Taking that massive cock into her mouth, letting it stretch her wide and still managing to get her tongue all around him. Yes, that had done something for her.
“See, how can you even doubt it?” Brody glanced down at his own cock. “Man my age should take a bit of time in between bouts, but this fella is ready to go again. So come now and let me help you up.”
He held a big hand out and she rose to her feet. Her body brushed against his cock. Yes, it was doing exactly what he’d told her it was doing. That big dick was lengthening and getting hard and ready to fuck again. She let one hand dip down to cup his heavy balls, loving the silky smooth skin.
Brody groaned, but his lips lifted in the sweetest smile. “I can see I’m going to have to take care of those hands of yours if I want to stay in control. Or perhaps I should look for a different path to take. Hop up on the bed and spread your legs. How do you feel about anal sex?”
She stopped in the middle of doing his bidding. Of all the crazy shit she’d done in an attempt to punish herself, she’d never done that. “I don’t know.”
He frowned her way. “I gave you a specific order. Unless you’re afraid of the bed.”
He had to be literal. She climbed on the bed with its silky sheets. Steph lay back, resting her head against the pillow. It seemed like the submissives at Sanctum got the best of everything. “I’m not afraid of the bed. I’m a little afraid you have depth perception issues.”
He moved to the foot of the bed, easing the long rod between her ankles. He adjusted it so her legs were spread as wide as they could go without hurting her. “What is that supposed to mean?”
“It means I’m not sure that big cock of yours can fit inside me that way. I’m fairly certain that is a small hole. Not that I’ve looked or anything. But it feels really small.”
He laughed, the sound booming through the room. “We’ll have to work on that.” He wrapped the restraint around her ankle and secured the binding. “I would like to play with your backside a bit this evening. But despite my rough talk, I won’t do anything to you that’s not consensual. You have to give me permission to torture that sweet hole.”