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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He bends and tenderly kisses the inside of my thigh, enticing a quiver from my body. His eyes hold mine as he blows on me. What for, I’m not sure, but there could be a fire down there. I wouldn’t be surprised.

He strokes himself a few times, and I watch the pre-ejaculate drip. God, this is one hell of a show. Imagine getting paid to do this. There’s a lot to be said for prostitution when you’re dealing with clients like him.

Julian bends and presses his tongue through my open flesh, and I have to clench to stop myself bucking. He grabs my thighs, pulls them open, and begins sucking on my sex. His dark eyes never leave mine.

Oh God, Heaven have mercy.

My hands go to the back of his head, holding him close as his eyes close. The sounds of his moans vibrate against me. He builds me up to an almost-orgasm, and then he stops right at the edge of it. I have to close my eyes to block him out. The mere sight of him is arousing enough to send any red-blooded woman insane.

“J-Julian,” I pant.

“You can’t come.” He growls.

“Why not?”

“You’ll come on my cock and not a moment before.”

Again and again, he sucks me, teases me, bringing me to the edge of ecstasy before he takes it away, leaving me writhing on the bed and begging. "Please," I moan. "Julian, now."

He lifts his head momentarily to kiss my inner thigh. “On your knees.”

I roll over, doing as I’m told, and I get on my hands and knees.

“Drop to your elbows,” he commands.

I do as he says, and that's when he grabs the baby oil and pours it all over my ass and thighs.

Christ…

He begins to rub it in, letting his fingers slide into my open sex. “You feel so fucking good, baby.” He pumps me for a while, and I close my eyes, allowing the pleasure I’m feeling to take over.

He kisses the small of my back as he slides a finger into my back opening.

“Oh…” I scrunch my eyes shut.

“Let me in.”

I try to control my breathing and relax as he slides another finger in deep. His lips stay on my back. I can see his cock through my legs, and I swear, he looks like he’s about to come. It makes my mouth fall open.

This is off the fucking charts hot.

He slowly works me, pulling me by the hip bone until I'm backed onto his fingers. I close my eyes as the pleasure shoots through me.

“You like that, my dirty girl?”

“Y-yes,” I whimper.

He spreads his two fingers, and then he adds another. I have to close my eyes tighter to deal with it. This is unlike anything I have ever experienced. It’s so wrong, but so, so fucking good.

I feel a sharp sting as the whip connects on my ass, but he immediately follows it with a deep thrust of his fingers.

I moan from deep inside.

Julian repeats that action twice more, each one more pleasurable than the last, and then he removes his fingers. That’s when I feel his cock at my back entrance.

He pours more oil over my behind, rubbing it in with his thumb before he lines himself up and pushes forward. My face plants into the mattress as a searing pain burns through me.

“Oh!” I cry out.

He bends and places a kiss on my back. "You're doing great, baby. I'm nearly in."

His hand comes around to my clitoris and he circles his fingers at just the right pressure to make me feel pleasure instead of pain. My eyes roll back in my head and he lurches forward again.

“Ah!” I cry into the mattress.

“That’s it.” He pulls out and pushes back in as slowly as he can. I scrunch my eyes shut. He pulls out and slides deeper, never stopping his fingers moving over my clitoris.

“Come on, baby,” he whispers. “Fuck me.”

The sound of his voice pulls me from my trance and I push back a little.

“Yeah, that’s it,” he rasps. “You’re doing great.”

I push back again and he hisses.

God, he loves this.

He slides in and out a few more times, and then I think I’ve actually got the hang of this. I begin to bounce back onto him, relieved that the pain has stopped and the pleasure is building. He grabs my hipbones and begins to ride me as I hold my breath. Holy fuck… this is an insane amount of pleasure.

The sound of the oil slipping between us is all I can hear, and I look up to the mirror to stare at our reflections. His eyes are fixed on the place our bodies meet. He’s wet with perspiration and he’s taking my body just how he wants it: for his pleasure only. I’ve never seen anything so hot in my entire life.


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