Total pages in book: 141
Estimated words: 132657 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 663(@200wpm)___ 531(@250wpm)___ 442(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 132657 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 663(@200wpm)___ 531(@250wpm)___ 442(@300wpm)
He needed therapy for so many things, but she wasn’t going to point that out right now. She was facing off with Niall, and they were at a very important part of this fight they were in. “You don’t have to stay. You’re free to go.”
“Why would I go when there’s a gorgeous woman begging me to fuck her?” Niall replied.
“Oh, is that what you need? My enthusiastic compliance wasn’t good enough for you. You need it to be nasty?” If any of her friends heard her, she would get pulled into one of the board sessions where they talked about kink shaming, but she didn’t care if she wasn’t being fair in this moment. He hadn’t been fair to her. He’d spent months pretending he cared about her, days pretending he wanted her.
She needed him to show it. In the worst, nastiest way.
And then she could reject him and walk away with no regrets. Walk away from both of them.
“What I needed was a clean conscience, but I’m not going to get that.” The words rumbled out of Niall’s throat, a deep, husky sound. “I’m starting to believe that Jensen was right and all you’ve shown me so far is what you want me to see. You’ve been polite around me, princess.”
He understood nothing. “I’ve been nice to the man I thought was going to be my boyfriend. I treated you the way I would treat a Dom who took care of me, but you aren’t that man.”
Niall didn’t back down. “Oh, I’m that man and I’ll prove it to you, but first I’m going to have to clear up some misconceptions. Take off your clothes or I’ll rip them off you and I won’t care that you don’t have more. I’ll arrange for someone to shop for you and until they can safely bring them here, you’ll be naked or you can wear something of mine. I keep a bag in the Jeep.”
“You wouldn’t dare.” He was supposed to be the reasonable one.
He reached out and took her shirt in both hands and sure enough, it ripped in two. “Do you want to save your jeans? I’ve got a knife in the kit.”
Anger bubbled up. “You asshole.”
“No. If I’m your Dom, then I’m going to be in charge,” Niall insisted.
“You are not now and you won’t ever be my Dom. You might top me because I need it and you’re the only one around, but that’s all this will ever be. The minute we leave this place, I won’t see you again.”
“That’s a risk I’m willing to take,” he admitted. “Are you willing to risk your jeans? It’s nothing we haven’t seen before.”
“I thought you said you didn’t fuck her.” Jensen’s voice sounded deadly from the door. He stood there, Niall’s kit in his hand and his eyes on her chest. She still wore her bra, but he was definitely looking at her breasts.
Maybe she could get them to fight. Maybe she could watch them try to kill each other and that would make her briefly feel better knowing they were as miserable as she was.
But a freaking orgasm would be better. The universe was giving her a whacked-out gift and that was time to fuck these two men out of her system so when she got back to the real world she wouldn’t have to think about either of them again.
She could move on. Whatever that looked like.
“I didn’t, but I did get her naked.” Niall frowned his friend’s way. “Have you ever been in a real club? One that isn’t run by asshole criminals?”
“He has not,” she replied and because she believed Niall, her hands went to the waist of her jeans and she shoved them off her hips and tossed them to the side. “He wouldn’t know a real club if it bit him in the ass.”
She wanted his attention on her and not his jealousy. He had no right to be jealous.
“Baby, you are pushing me so hard.” Jensen tossed the kit on the bed and moved in behind her. His hand twisted the back clasp of her bra, and she felt cool air hit her breasts. He pulled off her undies, too, before speaking again. “If this is going to work, we need ground rules.”
“We don’t need shit,” she shot back. “I’m not following rules.”
“He wasn’t talking to you,” Niall replied. “He was talking to me, and he’s right. I have more experience as a Dom, but you’re probably more dominant in nature than I am. I prefer to indulge her.”
“We can’t indulge her tonight,” Jensen argued. “She won’t take it from either of us. You teach me the finer points of this whole thing and I’ll share her with you. For now.”
What the hell was that supposed to mean? Asshole. She would have a lot to say if they were actually trying to make this work. Which she was not. She meant what she said. The minute it was safe she was out of here.