Wild
Submission
by
Roxy Sloane
Genre:
Romance
Release
Date: December 29th, 2014
Hosted
by: Book Enthusiast Promotions (http://bookenthusiastpromotions.com)
I thought I could keep my
secret hidden in darkness. Away from my ordinary life — contained and under
control.
Then I met her.
She’s breaking down every
wall I’ve built, tempting me to risk it all. I crave her submission like
nothing else. But first, I need her trust.
Only then will she discover
the pleasure of surrender. Only then will I know peace.
She will be mine.
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“Cam?” Her
voice snaps me back to reality. I look over, and have to hide a smile.
The poor
girl is terrified.
“Let me
guess,” I murmur, moving closer. “You’ve spent all day wondering what this
arrangement will entail. That pretty little brain of yours has run riot, hasn’t
it?”
Isabelle
flushes again, but when I reach out to stroke her cheek, she relaxes, just a
little.
“Maybe,” she
admits.
I grin. “Did
you think I would chain you up and paddle you? Lead you around with a collar
on?”
Isabelle
laughs nervously.
“Relax,” I
tell her, feeling protective. “Tonight is about getting to know each other.”
I draw her
closer and kiss her softly on the lips. She shivers and nuzzles into me, her
body fitting perfectly against my side.
We’re
wearing too many clothes.
“It’s been a
long day,” I tell her, smiling. “We’re going to take a shower.”
I take her
hand and lead her through the apartment, all the way to my master suite. I
spared no expense with the decorating of this property, and my bathroom is a
sanctuary now. Glossy black Italian marble tiles line the walls, and there’s a
deep sunken Jacuzzi tub and walk-in shower with a long bench: for relaxing
under the tumble of water…or for less relaxing activities.
I push a few
buttons and hot water cascades from the rain shower spray heads mounted in the
ceiling.
“Take off
your clothes,” I tell her in a low order.
Isabelle
slowly meets my eyes and peels off her T-shirt and jeans, revealing a matching
lacy lingerie set.
God, she’s a
masterpiece. High, full breasts and those long legs that are just begging to be
wrapped around my waist as I shove her back against the wall. She holds my gaze
as she runs her hands down her thighs, peeling off her lacy thong. This is
better than Christmas. I could eat her up right now, she looks so good.
I strip off
my clothes, erotic tension charging the air between us. My cock springs free,
already hard, and I see Isabelle’s eyes widen in appreciation.
“Go ahead,”
I say, gesturing to the steaming spray. “Ladies first.”
She twists
her hair up and steps into the shower. The water hits her body, running in
rivulets between her breasts and down over her thighs.
I could
watch her forever, but there’s a more important plan tonight.
I join her
and pull the door closed. Now we’re alone with nothing but the thrum of water
and hot, wet skin.
I move
closer.
Isabelle’s
breath quickens. She wets her lips, and reaches toward me, but I grab her hands
and pin them to her sides.
“No,” I say
softly. “There’ll be plenty of time to touch me later. Believe me, I have plans
for these hands. But now I want to discover your body. What you need, how your
body feels. Tonight, it’s all about you.”
Isabelle
goes still. I wonder if anyone’s shown this body the worship it deserves. If
any man has even taken the time to explore every inch of her, touching and
teasing her soft skin until she’s so aroused she can’t take it anymore.
Her asshole
ex didn’t, that’s for sure. Men like him only take. They never give.
“Relax,” I
order her. “Close your eyes, and just feel.”
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