Book Title: Wild Submission
(Novella)
Author: Roxy Sloane
Genre: Romance
Release Date: December 29, 2014
Hosted by: Book Enthusiast
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Most
women don’t know the pleasure of total surrender.
You’ve fantasized about it. Maybe you’ve even tried. Asked
for his hands to grip you a little tighter. If he could tie you up. Hold you
down. But he always stops too soon.
He doesn’t mean it when he makes you beg for him, doesn’t
push you to the limits of your pleasure and demand everything you have to
give--and more.
You wonder, what would it be like with a man who truly
commanded you? How sweet would the release be, giving yourself up completely?
No limits.
No boundaries.
His control.
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junkie and mom. I have a dirty mind and I'm not afraid to use it.
"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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