Total pages in book: 99
Estimated words: 101872 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 509(@200wpm)___ 407(@250wpm)___ 340(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 101872 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 509(@200wpm)___ 407(@250wpm)___ 340(@300wpm)
And then he was kissing her like he meant to devour her. Like she was the best thing he’d ever tasted.
He was kissing her like he never wanted to stop and frankly, she didn’t want him to.
And Lord, he smelled good. Why did he always smell like gingerbread?
When he drew back, she leaned against the wall, breathing heavily.
“What was that about?” she asked.
“That was about you laying a claim on me and now I’m going to do the same to you.” He shoved her short skirt up over her hips and she let out a small squeal.
He covered her mouth with his again. “No making noises, baby. Or I’ll stop and you won’t get your reward.”
“I’m getting a reward?” She was so confused right now.
“Yeah, dumpling. You’re getting a reward. Is it better for your back to be sitting or standing?”
“Don’t call me dumpling and I don’t know. Standing?” she guessed, still feeling at a loss about what her reward would actually be.
And then he kneeled before drawing her panties to one side and slowly pushing her legs apart.
Okay, she was beginning to get the idea. Opal leaned back against the wall as he started to eat her.
Oh. Fuck.
This was something she didn’t have much experience of. Stefan hadn’t been interested in using his mouth on her. And before him . . . yeah, none of the guys she’d been with had been into this.
Of course, they’d all enjoyed having their dicks sucked.
“Stop thinking,” he growled at her. “Or I’m going to stop.”
“What? Nooo.”
“Can’t spin you around and slap your ass. Can’t torture you until you scream and beg. Stopping is all I’ve got at the moment to punish you. So you do as you’re told or I’ll stop.”
“That’s so mean.”
“That’s why I’m the sadist.”
She tensed slightly. Was she giving him everything he required? Was she enough for him?
She could take some pain. But would it be enough for him?
“Gem, where is your head at?”
“I can take some pain,” she blurted out.
He stilled, then he rested his face against her stomach for a moment.
“Fuck, Gem, told you that I only enjoy inflicting pain on willing subbies. Ones who need it.”
Shit.
“Sorry. I know.”
“The pleasure comes from giving a sub what he or she needs. They want me to make them hurt and I enjoy giving people what they need. I like breaking them a little so I can help put them back together after. Surprisingly, I actually like aftercare, although not many subs want it from me.”
They didn’t?
Idiots.
“No one is going to make you hurt against your will. I won’t allow it.” His voice was fierce.
Her protector.
Her warrior.
“What if you need more than I can take?” He would leave her, right?
Well, this is short term, anyway.
“Right at this moment, only thing I need is to put my mouth on your pussy and make you come. Being a sadist isn’t my whole life. Sure, it’s a part of it. But if that need gets too big for me to ignore, then we’ll talk about it and make a plan.”
They’d talk and make a plan.
“Is this what a healthy relationship feels like?” she asked.
“Yeah, baby. This is healthy. I finally get to eat you out, and we’ll both feel really nice and healthy.”
“Then you best get on with it,” she told him. “Don’t know what’s with all the yapping.”
He snorted before his tongue returned to her pussy, licking along her damp lips before flicking her clit. A small whimper escaped her as he pushed a finger deep inside her.
God.
Felt so good.
Then he drew away.
“No!” She lightly smacked her hands down on his shoulders.
“Tut-tut, as the sadist in his relationship, I’ll be doing the slapping, not you.”
What?
She gaped down at him. Hadn’t they just said . . .
Oh, the asshole was grinning.
“You’re making sadist jokes?”
“I never make sadist jokes. We’re very serious, us sadists. All whips and blood and tears.”
“Fine. I get it. Your life isn’t just about making people hurt and cry.”
“People who want it,” he clarified. “And we have yet to explore just what you like, Gem.”
“And we won’t if you keep stopping to yap,” she complained.
“Stopped because you were making noises, Gem. You make any more and I’ll stop for good.”
Nooo.
God.
“You like inflicting misery in ways that aren’t just physical, don’t you?”
He chuckled.
Bastard.
But she wasn’t upset. She knew what she had to do to get what she wanted.
And she also knew that when she got it that it would be amazing.
So she put her hand over her mouth to keep herself quiet as Renard ate her out until her orgasm washed through her, making her shake and tremble. Her legs grew weak and she was grateful as he stood and drew her close to him, holding onto her.
“That’s it, Gem. Good girl. You did so well.”
She closed her eyes, loving the way he held her, whispering to her as he rubbed the sore spot on her back.