Total pages in book: 149
Estimated words: 140604 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 703(@200wpm)___ 562(@250wpm)___ 469(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 140604 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 703(@200wpm)___ 562(@250wpm)___ 469(@300wpm)
“Go easy on her, Master,” Garrett said, following behind. “She’s had a hard night.”
“I’m fine,” Olivia retorted, her head coming up. “That was barely a kidnapping attempt. According to the reports, the dumbass didn’t even know to have his car ready. Who doesn’t have a getaway driver? Loser.”
Every word dragged him further into top space. A nice place to be. Especially since he didn’t have to share it tonight. Tonight he would have both his subs kneeling at his feet. Tonight they would play some games he’d never thought to play with Garrett.
“You are not going to make light of this,” Keane said, climbing the stairs. “Tomorrow morning we’re going to have a long talk, and you’re probably getting a bodyguard until we figure this out.”
“I can stay with her,” Garrett offered. “I won’t let her out of my sight.”
“You’re getting a guard, too, buddy. You want me as a Dom? Well, this is it. You’re both precious, and I’m not playing around with your safety.”
“I don’t need a bodyguard. Jessica was being a bitch. I bet she did it herself in some insane attempt to get Scott back. Like I want his nasty ass. She can have him.”
“But why would she set a fire?” Garrett asked.
No. Nope. No way. They were not litigating this tonight. “Stop. No more talk about the case. We’ll do that in the morning. I’ve thought about it too much already. I already called the hands and told them to be on the lookout for that woman. She won’t be allowed on the ranch. We’re safe tonight, and I want to play with my loves.”
“I can never think about it again,” Olivia proclaimed.
“I can wait until tomorrow. I’ve got a conference call with your dad and Ruby, and I’m pretty sure your mom is planning on sitting in. Your dad said something about bringing in MT. Who is MT?” Garrett asked.
Olivia went still. “No. We have to figure this out. The last thing I want is my friends’ dad taking over. He will watch me like a hawk and be super sarcastic while he does it. If you don’t want constant lectures on the proper use of condoms, you will figure this out before my dad brings Big Tag in.”
If he let her, she would tell every story about this guy and likely have them laughing until their guts hurt, but that wasn’t the vibe he wanted tonight. “Tomorrow, and I will sit in on that meeting as well. We’ll talk about it tomorrow. Tonight we’re going to get a few rules straight now that we’re settling in. Garrett, get the door.”
Garrett rushed ahead and got those doors open. Keane strode through and walked to the center of the room. He gently put Olivia on her feet and stepped back. “Get her out of those clothes.”
Olivia looked like she was torn between wanting desperately to argue and to get to the good stuff. As Garrett moved in, she seemed to make her decision. Her hands went to the bottom of her shirt, but Garrett slapped them away.
“Master told me I could unwrap the present,” Garrett said, his fingers slipping into her hair and tugging her head back. “He might top me, but I top you, sweetheart. Don’t you forget it. I’ll spank you before he gets a chance to if you don’t start being a good girl.”
“What does a good girl get?” Olivia asked, proving there was no way to tame her brat. Not that he wanted to.
“A good girl gets in between us tonight,” Garrett promised.
She stopped. “Tonight? But I thought you…”
She wasn’t thinking at all. “He’s not prepared for anal sex. You are. It’ll be a little while before we get our Garrett in between us, but don’t think it won’t happen. And don’t think I won’t get a taste. But first I want you both naked. Garrett is going to remove those clothes and then his own. I want to see how you greet your Master after he’s had a long day.”
Garrett eased the shirt over her head, leaving her in jeans and a lacy white bra. Damn her breasts were beautiful. Everything about the woman called to him. How had he ever worried she wouldn’t stand by him? She was his and had been from that first night. He simply had to get through her defenses and learn it was okay to drop his own.
“I love you, brat,” he said, his eyes on them both.
Her lips curled up. “I love you, Master. And my other Master.”
Garrett leaned in and nipped her ear, whispering his love, too.
Then his hands eased the fly of her jeans open, slipped under them as she kicked off her sandals and allowed him to strip her of the jeans and the delicate underwear. The bra was the last to go, and Garrett skimmed his hands over her body. “Our sub is beautiful and ready for you, Master.”