Bowles, Jan - In Debt to the Dom [Guilty Pleasures 1] (Siren Publishing Classic) by Jan Bowles Read Free Book Online Page B

you, Master.”
    He gazed down into her eyes, so open and accepting. He rubbed his thumb over her lower lip and then followed with a kiss. She felt raw, passionate, and needy. He had hoped that by using the blindfold he would be immune to her feelings, but as soon as he’d looked into her eyes, she had given him exactly what he’d needed: Her compliance, her submission, her complete surrender.
    “You excite me like no other woman, Maddie.” He pulled the towel from around his waist, and allowed his hard cock to spring free at last.
    He entered her swiftly as he rolled her onto her back. Immediately, she arched, her breasts thrusting forwards with ripe raspberry nipples. He plucked them into his mouth, drawing them one at a time against his teeth, until she moaned out loud. He felt powerful and manly as he thrust hard inside her. She needed to be mastered and brought into line. She had to bend to his will.
    She stared mesmerized at the key hanging around his neck. He knew it excited her. This power he had over her. Her lips parted and she wrapped herself around him, taking comfort now from his closeness. It made him feel needed and wanted.
    Taking a handful of her hair, he wound it through his fingers. Her head tilted back, and they kissed a deep passionate kiss. A caress so raw it seemed as though their lives depended on it.
    Her body tightened around his cock as he thrust deeper and deeper. Slowing the rhythm, he kissed her lips, driving his tongue into her mouth as the first of her convulsions rippled around him. He swallowed her whimpers of ecstasy, reveling in the sheer femininity of the woman beneath him.
    Her skin glowed from the lamplight—the round mounds of her breasts, perfect and womanly, the tight velvet sheath of her pussy, warm and inviting. He needed this like a drug. How would he get his fix when she finally paid him back?
    Casting the thought aside, he thrust harder. His balls constricted tightly until they pumped his seed deep inside her in an intoxicating rush. Panting, he lay back against the pillows and nestled her head on his shoulder. For the moment, he couldn’t care less about the money, just the intense enjoyment of sharing such an incredible sexual experience.

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    Over the past week, the creek had become a favorite spot. With her horse tethered beside her, she sat on the rock and stared at the shimmering water, noticing her own reflection. Did she recognize the person staring back? The person she thought she was had gone forever, and some strange woman had now taken her place—a stranger with feelings and thoughts that she’d never dreamed of.
    Odd as it seemed, she couldn’t say she hated her time here. The days might be long and filled with waiting for news of her house sale, but the nights were packed with intense sexual excitement. She wondered what tonight would bring and shivered, knowing that every night he would raise the stakes, delving deeper and deeper into her fantasies.
    It felt peaceful here, and she lay back against the rock, covering her face with her hat to shield the sun from her eyes.
    If she could just sleep for a few minutes, she felt sure she’d wake revitalized and ready for anything.
    Her mind drifted to her sister. Simone had trapped her in a relationship that could only end in tears. In fact, she’d taken her life from her. Her sister had it coming to her and then some.

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    So this was where she was hiding. Keaton rode his stallion into the enclosed creek bed, surrounded on all sides by leafy trees. They fluttered noisily in the evening breeze, bringing the scent of hickory as the sun dipped lower in the sky.
    He might have known she’d choose his favorite spot. He, too, would often come here when he had things on his mind.
    Dressed in jeans and a blue blouse, she lay on a rock, her hat covering her face, her blonde hair streaming out from under it.
    She didn’t rouse as he brought his stallion to a controlled halt and then dismounted. It was