Charmed Read online Lexi Blake (Masters and Mercenaries #20.5)

Categories Genre: BDSM, Erotic, Romance Tags Authors: Series: Masters and Mercenaries Series by Lexi Blake
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Total pages in book: 79
Estimated words: 74597 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 373(@200wpm)___ 298(@250wpm)___ 249(@300wpm)
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He didn’t want to lose her. He knew damn well why she’d wanted to come up to his room instead of going to hers. She was a smart lady who wanted an out if she needed one. He didn’t intend to give her a reason to leave.

He set her on the edge of the pool table, her legs dangling off. It was dark but he didn’t want to turn on the lights. The staff had been in for turndown service, but he’d stayed here enough to know the best way to illuminate this particular room. It might also get her mind off what he did for a living. He walked to the window and pulled open the drapes, letting the lights of the city wash the room in color.

She gasped and a smile crossed her face. Not a sexy smile, though he still found her sexy. No, this was a smile of wonder. He moved to the second window and opened those floor-to-ceiling drapes and let the night in.

“Wow. That’s beautiful.” She slipped off the pool table. Her skirt had slid back down her thighs and she’d kicked off her other shoe. Her hair had come down around her shoulders. She hadn’t bothered to rebutton her shirt, so he could see a creamy expanse of skin as she joined him by the windows. A light rain streaked the glass and the world seemed softer than it had before he’d walked into that bar.

She was the beautiful one. While she looked out over the neon city, he watched her. With her shoes off, she would fit perfectly right under his chin as he cuddled her close. If she danced with him, she could easily lay her head against his chest while they swayed to the music.

“It’s like the whole city is laid out for us,” she said, her palms against the window.

He moved behind her, letting his hands find her waist and moving to her hips. “I want you laid out for me.”

She turned and her fingers went to the buttons of her blouse. Her expression had gone serious, her eyes heating as she looked at him. Slowly, she undid the little pearl-like buttons, easing the shirt off. She let it drop to the floor. It left her in a cream-colored bra that pushed her breasts up and held them in lace like the jewels they were.

“Take it off for me, Nina.”

Her hands went to the clasp of the bra, twisting and releasing it before she offered it to him. He took it and her shirt, draping them both on the back of the sofa. This room was part library, part game room, but tonight it would be all about pleasure. “The rest of it. I told you what I wanted.”

“Yes, sir.”

She couldn’t know what that word did for him. Years of his life he’d spent not understanding what he needed from a partner. It was one of the best things that had come from Mike up and leaving him alone to take care of their family. He’d been invited to Sanctum because of Mike, and that had made a huge difference in his life. It taught him what he needed, what made him happy. What eased his soul.

Something settled deep inside him as she slid her skirt off and then dispensed with the lacy underwear that covered her. When she stood in front of him completely naked, trust in her eyes, he knew this was going to go beyond anything he’d had before.

He stepped up to her, letting his hands cup her shoulders and bringing her hair around so it hung down in auburn tresses that skimmed the tops of her breasts. He traced a line from her neck down to one tight nipple.

“Tell me what you like.”

“I like you.” She didn’t move, didn’t press herself up so he touched more of her. She simply stood there as though content to wait. “I’ll likely like anything you do, JT. You know those romances I like to read? A whole lot of them are kinky.”

Fuck. His groin tightened, and he wasn’t sure his dick could get any harder. She was offering herself up to him in the sweetest of ways, and he was determined to stay in control. “Then go sit on the pool table.”

She hesitated. “JT, I’m not exactly…how to describe this…”

It was obvious what she was talking about. He leaned in close and moved his hand to touch the mound of her pussy, to slide through all the delicious cream he found there. She’d had an orgasm and it coated her. It also was making her hesitate for fear of getting something messy.

Wealth had its privileges. “Don’t worry about the pool table. Don’t worry about the staff having to clean up. Don’t worry about anything but how we can make each other feel. Now sit on the pool table and spread your legs for me.”


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