Page 48 of The Billionaire Submissive
“I’m not going to break.”
He rose up on his hands and knees, hovering over her. “I don’t want to interfere with your dessert. I’d feel horrible if I made you come so hard you buried your face in that creamy pie.”
She snorted, but yeah, she wouldn’t mind at all. “You’re welcome to try.”
He pushed her thighs open and had his upper body planted between her knees before she could get the fork in her mouth again. “I hoped you’d say that.”
For years, he’d had agonizing fantasies about his Dream Mistress.
Harsh and fierce, She’d force him to his knees, fist Her hand in his hair, and drag his mouth to do Her bidding. He’d lick until his tongue was numb and still She would demand more, coming over and over while he waited in agony on his knees. She’d force him to service Her in every way imaginable with only his tongue, using his face until he wanted to die.
He’d needed the force and humiliation because deep down, he hadn’t really thought he’d find a woman who would welcome his needs, no matter how dirty and raw. If She forced him, then there was no conscience. No guilt. He hadn’t had a choice.
Lilly didn’t have to force him, because she found no guilt in pleasure. She enjoyed sex as much as she enjoyed to eat, open, honest and so damned hot he could come just from listening to her.
He slid his tongue beneath the thong and she groaned so loud he had to stop and see if she was eating pie…or enjoying him.
And it was all him.
She lifted her hips and reached down to push the thong down her hips as far as she could, and he dragged them the rest of the way. She didn’t go back flat on her stomach, but remained on her knees. Giving him full access to whatever he wanted. The hell if she didn’t sway her killer ass back and forth in a flirtatious come-hither dance that made his mouth go dry.
No shame in having her ass high in the air. Not like for him today on the boat. She didn’t care if he just looked at her. In fact, she cocked her head over her shoulder and wriggled her ass some more just to watch him squirm.
He had to clear his throat to find a single word. “What are my limits?”
On her elbows, she swiped her fingers in a healthy dollop of whipped cream and then reached down to smear it right where she wanted him, and by the way her breath caught, her aim was unfailingly true. “Make me come. I don’t care how.”
In other words, free license, as long as it felt good. “Are you up for a challenge?”
She let out a wicked laugh and dropped back down on her belly, though she cocked up on one hip slightly so she could look back at him. “Always, lover boy.”
“Do you think you can finish your piece of pie before I make you come?”
Her eyes narrowed. “That’s a big fucking piece of pie.”
“It is.” He agreed, trailing his fingertips down her hip and along the hollows behind her knees. “And you’ve already had a taste of my technique.”
She shivered, and he wasn’t sure whether it was from the sensitivity of her knees or the memory of last night. “You know I like a challenge.”
“And I’m the kind of man who always gets what I want.”
As if deep in thought, she dipped her finger in chocolate and popped it in her mouth. “What do you want? Because if you think you can make me beg, I’ll fuck you so hard you won’t be able to get it up again for a week.”
For a moment, he couldn’t move, let alone speak. She might have meant it as a threat, but it sure didn’t sound half bad in his opinion. However, he had no intention of making her beg. The very idea offended him. Naturally he hated the idea that she planned to make him beg, but he was the submissive. It was only fitting he be brought low by his Mistress, if she were strong enough to do it.
And Lilly’s definitely strong enough.
“I wouldn’t even think to try and do that to you,” he finally managed to say. “I just want…”
She cocked her head, watching him intently but waiting for him to answer.
There was so much he wanted to say. The words built up in his chest, a heavy pressure threatening to stop his heart.I need you so badly. My heart and soul are yours. If you leave me I’ll die. I’ll keel over right here and never get up. I love you, Lilly Harrison.
But she wouldn’t believe it. Not so soon. It was just good sex. He was just one well-satisfied submissive. It couldn’t be more than that so soon.
He certainly couldn’t blame her for such doubts. After all, he’d only known her for a few days.But I’ve been waiting to find her for a lifetime.
If I can’t tell her…I’ll just have to show her.
