Mr. Masters Read Online T.L. Swan

Categories Genre: Alpha Male, Billionaire, Romance Tags Authors:
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Total pages in book: 141
Estimated words: 141251 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 706(@200wpm)___ 565(@250wpm)___ 471(@300wpm)
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His cock springs free, and my mouth falls open even wider.

What the fuck?

He’s huge and thick. Oh my God, he’s like another species.

I stand still, bewildered as I stare down at his dick.

“I won’t hurt you,” he breathes.

I raise my eyebrow sarcastically.

“We’ll take it easy tonight,” he promises as his fingers find that spot between my legs. He pauses before he pushes three fingers in.

I cry out without restraint.

That’s not taking it easy.

"Get on your back," he orders, losing control. He kisses me as he walks me back towards to the bed, and then he carefully lays me down.

Julian spreads my legs and positions his body between them, spreading me open for his private viewing, and my back arches off the bed.

Then he is on me, licking, sucking, tormenting. He pumps me with three fingers, then four, and my back arches off the bed again, making me rise higher.

His thrusts get harder and harder, and the bed begins to rock.

His mouth hangs slack, but all he can do is smile as he watches my face. “You like that, baby girl?” he whispers.

I nod, unable to speak and he rolls a condom on.

Oh fuck… do I ever?

I grip his shoulders as a shudder runs through me. I’m so close to orgasming. “Jules,” I pant.

“Let it go. I need you creamy and loose.” I begin to moan, and he smiles down at me. “That’s it. Give it up for me.”

I cry out and convulse, my whole body thrusting forward. Without warning, he forces me back, pressing his body against mine and trapping me beneath him right before pushing himself inside of me.

My eyes widen. Oh… He’s big.

He stays still to let me acclimatize to his size. “You okay?” he breathes, kissing me softly.

I nod, and he finally moves to slide out of me, but only for a moment, and then he’s sliding back home where he belongs.

He kisses me again as he pulls out and slides back in. He does over and over, until, somehow, we are going hard at it.

His cock is working me, building me up, using my body, and I can do nothing but hold on.

The sound of our skin slapping together echoes all around the room. Perspiration dusts his skin, and I cling to him as his body moves like magic.

“Fuck,” he moans. “Fucking hell. This is so….” His voice is unrecognizable, and I smile to myself. I love him like this.

“I knew you would be amazing.” He hits me hard. “I knew you would blow my fucking mind.”

He starts to lose control and really lets me have it. In another breath, I convulse forward, and he comes in a rush.

He holds me close, his kiss aggressive. My breaths are strained as I try to control my breathing. He moves slowly, still inside of me, and then he pulls out and stands up to take his condom off. He carefully ties the end of it, disposing of it quickly.

He smiles down at me and brushes the hair back from my forehead. I feel so vulnerable lying here naked, weak from orgasm. He rearranges the pillows behind me so that I am propped up.

“What are you doing?” I ask.

“I want you to watch.”

“Watch what?”

He lies back down between my legs and his mouth drops to my sex.

Oh God.

His dark eyes hold mine as his tongue begins to explore my sex with long, hard licks.

My heart is racing wildly. No man has ever done this. No man has ever gone down on me after sex.

This is so fucking hot.

His lips are glistening, and I sit with my legs spread wide as I watch him eat me like I’m his last supper.

His hands rest on my inner thighs, and every now and then he smiles into me, as if he can’t believe this is happening, either.

I frown as I watch him, strangely detached yet completely immersed.

He loves this, he absolutely loves this. This isn’t for me. This is for him.

He never stops, continuing his exploration for over fifteen minutes, until I’m writhing on the bed, once again.

I need him inside me again. “Jules,” I whimper.

He smiles at me and bites my clitoris, causing me to jump. Then he sits me up to kiss me and I can taste my own arousal on his lips. He's only gentle for a brief moment before turns me over and positions me on my knees, spreading my legs as far as he can.

I glance up and watch us in the mirror.

He slowly rolls another condom on then runs his hands up and down my back as he studies my body. His hard cock hangs heavily between his legs. He nudges my opening, his mouth hanging open in awe, and his thumb rubbing over my back entrance.

Oh shit. I hold my breath. “No, Jules,” I whimper. “Not yet.”


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