Dominate me by Julia Romush (best motivational books to read TXT) π
"Yes. In return of..."
"I know your terms. Are you ready to hear mine?". I hate the way he looks at me. It makes my skin tingle.
I sold myself out to a powerful man. I became a mistress of a cruel and merciless man.
I need money in order to save my sister, and he is the one who's gonna give it to me. I should work for him for two months. I would never agree to this, but I have no choice other than share a bed with him.
I wish I knew the real price I would have to pay. What does it mean to be with him? Belong to him?
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It still does not occur to me what he is doing.
"I want to try the promised dessert."
His tongue slides down the inside of my thigh, and I clench my mouth with my palm to stop my moans from escaping my throat for even a few seconds. But all this does not help much. The body seems to belong only to him. The tremors all over my body are caused only by his kisses, with which he begins to burn my skin.
I don't know what's happening to me. I have very little control over myself. Your body and your desires. Along with him, my desires are always so wild that it seems to me forbidden to dream about it.
"Artem ...". His name breaks from my lips when the man's hot breath burns the folds.
After all, he does not want ... does not want ...
"Ahhhh ..."
The body bends, he touches the clitoris with a hot tongue. I can't even describe how sexy and wild he looks between my legs.
I can't deny myself the pleasure of looking at it again, and I get up on my elbows and meet his gaze. I catch my breath at the sight of him. He looks so that he wants to obey. It seems to be completely enslaving. Now he is kneeling in front of me, feeling like me.
His tongue slides slowly along the folds, and I close my eyes with a loud groan and lean back. Nails scratch the surface of the table, his fingers squeeze my buttocks to the point of pain, and I want to ask for more. Terribly little of all this.
His tongue makes me bend, scream, moan, go crazy with pleasure.
Probably, I'm a complete idiot, because right now my head is spinning only one thing: "I mean something to him! Men don't do it just like that. So I'm important to him?"
His tongue penetrates me. It so happens that I am ready to explode at any moment.
This man knows how to surprise. A few days ago, I was sure that everything was over between us. I was sure that he would put me out the door and never want to see me again. And now ... now I'm drawing the future in my head. The future is next to him.
"Artem ... please ..."
It slows down. I feel his gaze on me. I can feel him burning me through, but I can't even open my eyes. I don't have the strength to get up and look at him. My whole body is tense and eager for relief, and my man doesn't seem to be going to give it to me so quickly.
His fingers slide down my stomach.
Slow. Painfully slow. Making the body tremble from its touch. His fingers burn every millimeter of skin he touches. It seems that he leaves burns. It leaves its mark on me. And I do not mind. I'm ready to let him do anything. Everything he wants.
He touches my nipple. And I shudder. I sink my teeth into my lower lip and hold back a groan that has almost come off my lips.
He caresses me. Slow. So slow that I'm willing to beg him to do it faster.
"Please ... please ..."
I lean my hips forward, cry and beg for punishment myself. And at least for something. I can no longer tolerate this torture. I want relief. I really want ...
"What are you asking for?". His voice beats on the temples, makes the blood boil in the veins. A wave of wild pleasure covers my head ...
But I still can't get what I want so much. He does not allow. Specially speeds up and slows down again.Β
"Tell me, I want to hear."
He mocks. He likes it when I'm defenseless. When I completely depend on him. He likes it when I'm in his power.
"I want you ... Please ... I want so ..."
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