Unwillingly His – Gilded Decadence Read Online Zoe Blake, Alta Hensley

Categories Genre: Alpha Male, Billionaire, Dark, Forbidden Tags Authors: ,
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Total pages in book: 80
Estimated words: 75705 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 379(@200wpm)___ 303(@250wpm)___ 252(@300wpm)
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There was nothing wrong with me taking pleasure from a woman and not returning the favor. If I just had her under my desk, sucking my cock, then that was fine, but the second I touched her dripping wet pussy, the second I gave her pleasure, I became determined to see it to the end.

Most men didn’t care if they left a woman hanging. I, however, refused to start a project and then not see it through.

With one hand pinching her nipples and the other stroking her clit, I kept thrusting into Stella’s mouth. She was sucking me down, and every single flick of my fingers over her tight little bud sent another moan vibrating through my body. It was almost more than I could take.

My balls ached with the need to release, and I had to clench my abs and count in my head. Anything to stop myself from spilling too soon. It wasn’t going to be enough.

She kept moaning, kept humming with her lips so tightly wrapped around me. I was in danger of losing the game.

Then I remembered that I was the one who made the rules. I pulled my cock from her lips as I leaned down and sealed my mouth over her pulsing clit.

I expected her to moan or say something, but instead, her lips wrapped around my balls. She gently sucked and licked, still moaning, sending those damned good vibrations through me.

Fuck, I had never even thought that she would take it upon herself to take care of my balls so sweetly. The way her lips pulled as her tongue teased was too much.

I had to get her back on my cock.

It took me a second to get the angle right again so I could push down her throat far enough that she couldn’t control anything and still lick and suck at her clit.

She wasn’t able to move her lips over my cock, though she tried. I held her there, her neck bent back as I teased and tormented her pussy, my fingers digging into her thighs as her legs squirmed and shook, her moans and cries being absorbed by my cock, sending so much pleasure through my body.

Wild colors danced in front of my closed eyes.

I was so close to coming.

The way she tried to grind her cunt against my face and the way her legs were shaking, I could feel the tremble in her bones as I brought her closer and closer to her orgasm as I tried desperately to hold back my own pleasure.

Sweat broke out over my skin as my abs cramped with how tightly I was holding them. It didn’t matter.

I never minded a little pain on my way to victory.

And with the way the trembling in her thighs increased and the pressure in her throat became almost unbearable, I knew she was close.

I focused my attention on her clit, licking and sucking the little bud until her back arched off the table hard enough that I was forced to let her thighs go as fresh moisture gushed from her.

Seeing her come like that, knowing that she came so quickly and so easily because she was already so turned on from serving me, was the single most gratifying win I had ever had.

I pulled out of her mouth and let her catch her breath for just a moment before guiding her back to her knees on the floor. I didn’t even have to guide her lips towards me.

She leaned forward on her own, her hands on my hips, and swallowed down my cock, taking me as deep as she could.

I tipped my head back and closed my eyes, enjoying the feeling of success and triumph again as she gave me my reward, and then I gave her hers by coming down her throat in an almost violent explosion.

She swallowed as much as she could, and when I finally stopped coming, she sat back on her heels and looked up at me.

Stella was beautiful like this, her lips swollen, her eyes glassy, and a look of awe on her face.

I wasn’t sure if that look was just from the powerful orgasm she’d had, understanding how much she loved making me come, or if she felt the same rush of power that I had when I controlled her orgasm.

Most men in my position didn’t go down on their women. They saw it as an act of service, as something they did for them, and they got nothing out of it.

Those men were fucking stupid and probably terrible lovers.

They didn’t understand the power of holding someone on the precipice, knowing that a single move would send their entire body rocketing into complete bliss. For that moment, you were a god. You held their pleasure, their life, their heart, everything in the balance.

Someone once said that everything is about sex, except for sex.


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