Total pages in book: 23
Estimated words: 21882 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 109(@200wpm)___ 88(@250wpm)___ 73(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 21882 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 109(@200wpm)___ 88(@250wpm)___ 73(@300wpm)
I know where she’s headed with this.
“For six weeks then,” I say. “So long as your mother is in school, you belong to me. Does that sound reasonable?”
She bites her lip again.
“Four weeks.”
I shake my head.
“No, that’s not going to fly, honey. Six is my final offer, take it or leave it. It’s fair too. You need my help while your mom isn’t working. This will cover that time, and you’ll have more than enough. Take the deal,” I say.
Although my voice is calm and neutral, inside my heart is pounding. I can’t explain it, but for some reason, the stakes feel incredibly high. I want Maddy Mitchell so much that the blood rushes through my veins with fire. My head pounds and my cock stiffens a bit, which makes her shift. Does she know how hard she has me? She has to, right? But there’s innocence in this woman, and slowly, she nods.
“Okay, six weeks it is then, Cameron Savage. Do I have your word? You’ll pay me a stipend that covers my family’s living expenses while my mom is in school, and in return I’ll move in with you.”
I smile, hoping my expression doesn’t come off as too predatory.
“You got it, sweetheart. My word is my bond.”
She looks me in the eye again, still trembling, and then nods.
“Okay, I’ll do it.”
I throw my head back and laugh, smoothing one big hand down her waist and over her hip. This woman is curvy yet slim, which is amazing. She can’t weigh more than a feather, and yet I can feel the female sensuousness emanating from beneath the thick cotton.
“You have yourself a deal, Madeline Mitchell. My only question is: why don’t we start tonight?”
With that, the beautiful blonde turns to look at me with wide eyes.
“Tonight?” she gasps.
“Tonight,” I growl. “I’m ready to go, and judging from your body’s response, you are too.”
Before she can reply, I swoop down once more and claim her pink mouth with my own. After all, I’ve just made a bargain for access to Madeline Mitchell’s body and soul, and I intended to claim what’s mine.
7
Maddy
I can’t believe this is happening. Or rather I can, but it’s like a movie. Handsome hotel CEO Cameron Savage is kissing me, little Madeline Mitchell, and I like it. In fact, I adore it. The sweep of his possession is overwhelming, and I melt helplessly beneath his commanding touch.
But suddenly, something makes me jerk away.
“Mr. Savage,” I say in a choked voice. “I want to do this, but I have to tell you: I’ve never been with another man.”
The flare in his blue eyes makes me shiver, and the intensity in his gaze deepens even more.
“Good,” he rasps. “So I’ll be the first to claim you, and to taste this beautiful body then.”
I nod.
“Yes, but I also have to tell you that it means that I’m not on any protection,” I say in a trembling voice. “Do you want to use something?”
It looks like he’s about to shake his head, but then he stops himself.
“I do,” he says in a slow voice. “I have a condom in my desk drawer, although it’s probably from years ago. But I have to be honest with you, Madeline. I don’t love how latex feels because it’s rubbery and it often smells a little weird. I’d love to be in you bareback.”
I stare at the handsome man, and see that he’s serious. His features are a bit tense, but his body language remains relaxed.
“We can’t go bareback,” I say in a small voice. “I’d get pregnant and we’d have a baby together. I’m not ready to be pregnant because I’m only eighteen, and I haven’t even graduated from high school. Plus, my family is fertile. I told you all the women in my family have babies early, right? I’m sure some of them were accidents because we’re ripe even at a young age.”
He smiles at me, his grin flashing white in the dim lighting of his office.
“How about a compromise then? I’ll pull out at the last minute. That way, we don’t have to use condoms, and yet we still get to enjoy one another fully.”
I stare at him.
“Pull out?”’ I ask in a wavery tone. “But that doesn’t work.”
He throws his head back and laughs again. Despite the jovial tone, I can see how aroused and tense he is. The muscles in his bronzed neck are tight, and his hands unconsciously squeeze my hips hungrily.
“That’s just what high school sex ed classes tell you,” he growls. “They want to scare you so that you don’t have sex at all, but it’s not the truth. Pulling out absolutely works, and I’m a very careful man. I can time it perfectly so that my seed doesn’t get into you.”
I stare at him, my heart beating rapidly. Oh my god, it’d feel so nice to have this man in me, with his huge, pulsing tool and his virility seeding me with ecstasy. But I shake my head.