Going For Gold (Providence Gold 4) - Page 47

My middle name should have been unpredictable, so I was going to make sure that Lottie was safe, and that Eric had no power over her.

Realizing that I wasn’t the only one who was on edge at that moment, I reached for Lottie’s hand.

“Lot of drama tonight, huh?” The incredulous look she shot back at me made me chuckle. “The holidays bring out the best in us all. Speaking of which, Mom wanted to make sure you’re ok with chocolate pie instead of pumpkin pie on Thursday. We’re having pumpkin soup as a starter apparently, and none of us like pumpkin pie anyway.”

I wasn’t expecting an answer immediately, I was just trying to fill the silence and distract her. I kept talking about the Thanksgiving preparations for the rest of the journey, warning her about the way we celebrated it which made her laugh.

As we drove up toward my house, I realized that we weren’t being thrown around like we normally were because the potholes had finally been filled in. I’m not sure how anyone would fail to notice that their brain wasn’t being ricocheted around their skull, but that’s what had happened when we’d left earlier to get to Charlotte.

I could feel one of those big sneezes building as I stopped the car in front of the house, and sure enough as soon as I cut the engine it came out of me.

Not missing a beat, Lottie passed me a napkin from her purse and mouthed, “Bless you.”

“Thanks, baby.”

Because I didn’t need to use the napkin, I was about to drop it in the cup holder when I saw the writing on it and opened it up to see if it was important or if she’d written stuff down that she needed from the store. The things listed on it were clearly not things I could get at the store or ask Mom to pick up.

No fisting

No anal – butt plugs?

Yes hair pulling, spanking, hot sex

See positions in book

Her door slammed shut at the same time as my low groan so she likely had no idea what she’d passed me. She would, though.

CharlotteEven though I hadn’t been working since the incident with Eric, I still had a shower before I went to bed every night out of habit. Needing Levi to yell at his shower for me was slightly inconvenient, but his beat mine by a mile, so I’d waited until he’d yelled it from his bedroom, and hopped in.

I hadn’t intended on getting my hair wet tonight, but a pair of strong arms wrapping around me unexpectedly made me jump forward under the spray even though I knew who they belonged to.

Resting his bearded chin on my shoulder, he pulled my back tightly against his stomach, his cock nestling into my butt crack.

“Thank you for the napkin you gave me in the car, baby,” he rumbled, plucking the sponge I’d been washing myself with out of my hand. Running it up my arm, he continued, “I agree, my hands are way too big for fisting.”

What did he mean about fi… no!

His arm held me in place when I tried to spin around to face him, which was probably a good thing because I was fairly certain that I’d chicken out and sprint out of the shower instead. I hadn’t wanted to leave the napkin behind for a stranger to find, so I’d thrown it in my purse to bin when we got home. When he’d sneezed, I’d grabbed the first one I could out of my bag, totally forgetting about that one.

Closing my eyes, I prayed for death, anything that would kill me in the next two seconds. If this was what the fortune telling lady meant, I was all for it now.

“Anal would also be a problem for me,” he added, running the sponge down the area in question making me gulp. “If you want to try butt plugs, though, I’m sure we can work up to it. Just to warn you, baby, I have issues with the kids even having their diapers changed, so I’m not sure how far into it I’ll be able to get. For you, I’m willing to try, though.”

To hell with the butt plugs, I wanted to try dying.

Dropping the sponge to the floor, he rinsed me off under the spray and then moved back against me.

“Open your legs wider,” he instructed, cupping me between them as I did it. “Anything that you want to try, we’ll try. Within reason,” he added, reaching up and taking a handful of my hair, then gently pulling my head back. “You want to have hair pulling sex, I’m onboard with that. You want me to spank you, I’ll spank you. But I won’t ever hurt you, so if I say enough, it’s enough and I won’t do it harder.”

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