Total pages in book: 74
Estimated words: 75195 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 376(@200wpm)___ 301(@250wpm)___ 251(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 75195 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 376(@200wpm)___ 301(@250wpm)___ 251(@300wpm)
“So. . .” I scanned the space.
In the corner, a group of half-naked people engaged in a sensual dance. Their bodies moved in perfect harmony, almost blending together as one. In their graceful movements, it was impossible to tell who was leading who.
I put my view back on him. “So, you are an insatiable man when it comes to sex?”
“I would say that.”
“And. . .” I looked on the other side.
A man poured champagne all over a woman’s bare breasts. As it spilled onto her nipples, he lapped at the points and the liquid.
She loudly moaned over the music.
I shivered with hunger and turned back to him.
Tristan had been watching me the whole time.
You know what this place is doing to me. Don’t you?
He quirked his brows. “And?”
“You are a man that likes adventure. Maybe. . .you get bored too easily.”
“Or perhaps, I am on a journey to explore the dark possibilities of desire.”
Heat flushed across my skin. “Perhaps.”
“This club is called The Vault, and it is a world of sensuality. A place where inhibitions are shed and pleasure is the only goal.”
“And does this place. . .symbolize you? Or. . .?”
He grinned.
I looked around. “Or does this place symbolize what you want from me?”
“I want a partner to accompany me on a dark erotic journey.”
Oh my.
How would my body feel, to go from not having sex at all to being suddenly in an underground sex club getting penetrated in every way?
Plus, it was insane that after his answering one question, I had even more.
I put my view back on him.
Again, he watched me, studying my reaction to his words.
I swallowed. “And the second reason for bringing me here?”
“I do not want you to have any unrealistic expectations when it comes to me or even us.”
“What expectations?”
“I am not looking for love, marriage, or kids.”
I tensed.
“Just a partner for this erotic journey. To think otherwise, Nova, would be to set yourself up for failure.”
“You wouldn’t be my Mr. Right?”
“I’m only your Mr. Right Now.” A sly smirk crossed his lips. “I’m the man that gives you moments you never forget. I’m the man you think about in your future years when you are lying next to your husband, bored and completely unsatisfied.”
I grinned. “If I am marrying a man, then he would be very satisfying.”
“Is that a challenge?”
“For you to outfuck me better than my future husband?” I shrugged. “Challenge accepted.”
That dark chuckle left him. “Then, you want a ticket for the ride?”
I widened my eyes.
There was something so tantalizingly seductive about Tristan’s words, and the way he spoke them made my heart skip a beat.
Although part of me wanted to reject this idea and hope for something more, another part was intrigued by the thought of experiencing pleasure without commitment or expectations.
Tristan stepped closer to me and his warm breath tickled my neck as he whispered in my ear, “Nova, this is all about giving into your desires—no strings attached. We take pleasure from one another without any expectations, and we test our boundaries.”
My heart boomed in my ears.
He looked deep into my eyes.
Part of me wanted to push him away and demand more, but the other part was drawn in by the promise of pleasure between us.
“And. . .” I swallowed. “The third reason you brought me to this club?”
“The third reason is simple.” He brushed his finger lightly over my chin and then took a strand of my hair in between his fingers. “I wanted to make you tremble with pleasure tonight.”
I felt that sentence deep inside my pussy. This was not a typical thing that happened to me. Words always hit my ear and then transmitted to my brain.
But his voice.
Those words.
And the heat coming off them.
They penetrated.
They made me wet.
They slipped in and out.
Breathless, I turned away trying to get control of myself.
The space around us shifted, then grew with this intense power that seemed to vibrate through me.
“And you will feel pleasure.” Those green eyes darkened with hunger. “By the end of the night, every inch of your body will be begging for my touch.”
By the end of the night?
I shivered.
It’s begging right now.
As if he heard me, he whispered, “And soon you will be begging me yourself.”
I widened my eyes.
“And, Nova, I will give in to you in every way you desire.”
My breath hitched, and I felt myself arching towards him.
He leaned his head to the side. “Are you ready for the adventure, Nova?”
A million thoughts raced through my head as I considered my answer.
My mind knew that this would be a bad idea. We had different goals and opposite wants. Pure logic warned me against this.
My heart feared that it would get broken if I spent too much time with him.
Meanwhile, my body screamed the loudest. It was tired of sitting in the damned library night after night, pouring over books and never getting any cock.