Secret Obsession Read online Ann Mayburn (The Cordova Empire #3)

Categories Genre: Alpha Male, BDSM, Dark, Erotic, Romance Tags Authors: Series: The Cordova Empire Series by Ann Mayburn
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Total pages in book: 94
Estimated words: 88447 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 442(@200wpm)___ 354(@250wpm)___ 295(@300wpm)
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Smiling to myself, I helped her stand a little wider, giving me better access. The concrete was hard on my knees, but the taste of our combined release coating her sex was nirvana. I licked and sucked, lapping at her until all I could taste once again was her sweet release. Her pussy was swollen, and it looked incredibly tender as I gently flicked the tip of her red clit with my tongue.

“Mmm-hmmm,” she gasped. “Like that.”

Giving the lady what she asked for, I strummed her clit with my tongue, then added two fingers just as she was about to go over.

The feeling of her tight channel gripping me had my dick full and ready to go, eager to replace my fingers.

But I wanted to work her up again.

Make her burn for me.

Glancing around the room, I spied the large couch swing that was as big as a full-size mattress.

Gathering a trembling Layla into my arms, I smiled as she mumbled incoherent compliments to me on my pussy eating skills.

Pride that I’d reduced her to this state fueled me as I spread her out for me on her back.

Fuck, she was divine. All that black latex lovingly clinging to her body, her nipples hard and begging for me. I hadn’t paid them much attention and I needed to make up for my slight.

I traced my fingers around the edges of the slick latex, marveling at the contrast between her white breast and the dark material. It made her nipple look like a cherry candy, just waiting for me.

Normally, she liked a hard suck, but today that sensation brought her nearly off the bed as she shrieked.

“Sensitive!” she gasped out.

Grinning, I nipped one, earning another yelp. “Are they now?”

“Sadist,” she grumped with a small smile.

“No, if I was a sadist, I’d do this.”

I slapped her breast, watching the nipple crinkle up further.

“But I’m not, so I’ll do this instead.”

I gently laved her nipple with my tongue, and she moaned deep in her throat.

“God, I love you.”

Laughing against her breast, I gathered her body to mine, wrapping her up in my embrace. “I love you so fucking much.”

She shifted so my thigh was pressed against her pussy, which rubbed her slickness all over my leg. “I want you inside of me, please.”

Her eyes were glazed, and her breath was coming in needy little pants.

“Not yet.”

“Mark,” she whined, and I smacked her ass.

I growled out, “I said not yet, brat.”

As usual, she responded to my dominance by melting. “Yes, Daddy Bear.”

“So sweet.” I gave her a brief kiss on the lips. “You had your fun. Now, it’s my turn.”

“Goody.” She grinned, and I couldn’t help but give her my most sinister smile—which made her smirk wilt away. “Oh dear.”

“Flip over on your stomach, with your ass in the air.”

The daybed shook a little as she did what I asked, and the sight of her full ass covered by black latex, except for the cutout of her pubic area, had me ready to fuck.

Denying as much myself as her, I played with her ass, rubbing my fingers over the smooth, slick fabric. As I ran my hand down the crease, I grabbed both sides of the latex and pulled. The fabric parted as the seam going up the back ripped, revealing her gorgeous ass.

Looking over her shoulder with a grin, she wiggled at me. “Are you just going to stare at it, or do something?”

I smacked one cheek hard enough that the crack echoed. “You’ve been hanging around Hannah too much. You’re turning into a brat.”

“I’ve always been a brat. You know this.”

Smacking the other cheek, watching my handprint appear, I nodded. “Unfortunately, I do.”

“That hurts,” she whined, but arched her back for more.

“Hush. Daddy Bear wants to turn his baby’s ass pink.”

Her pussy contracted, and I lifted her hips, spreading her legs wider so I could see her body’s reaction.

Judge how much she could take.

What would make her drip.

I spanked her again, and again, alternating cheeks, keeping my taps light, but steadily growing heavier. With each smack, her pussy would clench down, and I used my free hand to stroke my cock as I spanked her. I was mesmerized by her body, by her response. I don’t know which of us was more surprised when she orgasmed the moment I spanked her clit rapidly.

“Oh shit,” she screamed, throwing her head back, all that dark hair streaming over her latex-clad body.

I grabbed her hips and shoved my way in her convulsing pussy, fighting the clinging muscles, then fighting myself as her cunt massaged me.

“Holy shit,” I choked out, my head falling back on my shoulders. “You feel amazing. Yeah, baby, keep on coming. Fuck yes. Grip that dick.”

Moving in slow, deep strokes, I fucked her deep into her extended climax, her body welcoming me and holding on tight. With each push of my hips, she shuddered, and a constant stream of praise and profanity poured from her lips. She loved me, she loved my cock, I was the best fuck ever…all things that only made it harder to hold back my own release.


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