Total pages in book: 158
Estimated words: 146477 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 732(@200wpm)___ 586(@250wpm)___ 488(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 146477 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 732(@200wpm)___ 586(@250wpm)___ 488(@300wpm)
Knight groans and looks at me in awe, and it’s as though he can barely believe that I’m real, and damn it, I’ve never felt like such a woman. I don’t waste a single moment, opening my mouth and taking him deep, blowing his mind with my tongue.
I grip his base, moving my hand up and down with my movements, and as if on cue, he reaches around the back of my head and wraps my hair around his wrist. “Fuck, doll.”
Despite the overwhelming need to grin like the Cheshire cat, I maintain my composure, working him right to his tip before diving back in, my tongue teasing every inch of his impressive length.
His grip tightens in my hair, and he groans. “Mmm. Just like that.”
I take him deep, pushing myself as far as I can take him. Sucking, nipping, teasing. He’s delicious, and after gliding down his thick cock one more time, he detonates, coming hard and spurting hot pulses of cum into my mouth.
I swallow every drop, and when he releases his hold in my hair, I settle back on my heels, staring up at him with pride. He gazes back at me, his eyes shimmering with awe when he holds up his hand, using a pointer finger to indicate for me to rise.
I do so immediately, taking his hand and standing before positioning myself right in front of him. “Good girl,” he rumbles, his words making something spark deep in my chest. “Now, walk this ass over to the bed.”
I grin, stepping around him and slowly making my way over to the bed, making sure he gets the perfect view of my body. He watches me walk away, his dark eyes locked on my ass, and I grin to myself, having a good idea how this is going to go.
He scoops the abandoned belt off the ground, and a thrill rumbles through my chest as he makes his way toward me.
It looks like someone has something special in store for me tonight, but he’s kidding himself if he thinks I’m about to submit to him again. Then as he steps in behind me, his fingers brushing over my waist, a soft laugh bubbles from my throat.
“Dare I ask what’s so funny?” he questions.
“Oh nothing,” I say, feigning innocence. “I just think it’s cute that you think you’re simply going to crack that belt of yours across my ass again, tie me up, and have your wicked way with me.”
“Oh,” he murmurs. “I’m not?”
I shake my head, loving the way his lips drop to my shoulder and work up to the curve of my neck, making everything clench inside me. “No. I played the role of your doting little whore. I dropped to my knees without question and gave you exactly what you asked for. I played your little game, and now it’s your turn.”
“Really?”
“Mm-hmm. You know how strongly I feel about repaying favors,” I say, remembering the exact moment I stepped right up on his bed, walked over to him, and demanded he eat my pussy until my knees were shaking. Tonight will be no different.
Knight chuckles to himself, and when his fingers brush against my shoulder and trail down my skin, leaving a wake of goosebumps, I start to wonder if my confidence might have been misplaced.
His fingers reach my palm, and just when I think he’s about to give me what I want, he lifts the belt and locks it around my wrist. I suck in a breath, my heart racing as he reaches for my other wrist and works it behind my back, binding it to the other.
I fucking gulp.
This isn’t quite how I thought this was going to go. I was a fool to assume I could take control of this game. The ball has been in his court the whole damn time.
With my wrists secured behind my back, Knight leans in, kissing my shoulder before wrapping his arm around my body, his hand diving between my thighs and firmly cupping my pussy. He grinds the palm of his hand against my clit, and my body trembles in his strong arms.
“It’s cute that you think I haven’t been thinking about devouring your sweet little cunt since the moment I got you back here,” he says, mimicking my earlier words.
A soft, needy groan slips from my lips, and in a flash, his hand is gone. He takes my waist and spins me around before lifting me into his arms. A squeal tears out of me, not having hands to hold on with, but I’m secure in his arms, and as he strides across the room, my legs lock around him.
Knight puts me down in the armchair in the corner of the room, my hands squished under my ass, making sure I can’t move. My chest heaves and as his dark eyes flame with hunger, my pussy throbs with need.