Deep Domination (Bought by the Billionaire #2) by Lili Valente Read Free Book Online Page A

anything she’d felt before. Even with Jackson that night in her sister’s bed. She was high on what they’d done and already craving another fix.
    “Will you have to punish me again sir?” she asked, shocked by the erotic invitation implicit in her breathy whisper.
    She was even more shocked when Jackson smiled, a beautiful, pleased-with-her smile that made her want to please him again. Again and again, no matter what an insufferable maniac he was or how much she feared that pleasing him wouldn’t be enough to keep him from driving her out of her mind.
    “Yes, I’m going to have to punish you again,” he said, sending a thrill of excitement racing through her. “I’m going to have to punish you until you remember to follow the rules. Now turn around, lie down, and spread your legs. We’re going to teach you how not to come.”
    “Yes, sir.” Hannah obeyed, fresh heat rushing from her well-used pussy as he brought his hands to the backs of her legs and spread them wide.

CHAPTER EIGHT
    Hannah
    Hannah held her breath as she gazed down the landscape of her own body at the gorgeous man kneeling between her thighs, suddenly wishing things were different, wishing this was only a kinky encounter instead of a hopelessly fucked up one.
    Jackson was heart-stopping like this, a man in his element, in complete control. If things were different, she could quickly become addicted to this version of Jackson and all the viciously wonderful things he made her feel.
    “There is only one rule of cunt licking club,” he said, a wicked twinkle in his eye as he lowered his face between her legs.
    “What’s that, sir?” she asked, clit swelling as she imagined what it would feel like to have his mouth on her.
    “You do not talk about cunt licking club,” he said, the joke taking her by surprise. “And you don’t come until I tell you to.”
    Before she could say “yes, sir” his tongue was driving so deep into her pussy it made her sex clench and her back arch off the cool floorboards beneath her.
    He cupped her stinging ass in his hands, leveraging her closer to his mouth, banishing the pain that flashed through her abused flesh with the magic he worked with his tongue. Hannah’s hands fisted at her sides and her eyes rolled back as he flicked and jabbed, showing her just what she’d been missing with men who were mere tourists in the land of cunnilingus.
    Jackson teased her clit with feather light brushes before thrusting into her pussy and curling the thick muscle, caressing her inner walls in a come hither movement that had her pressing her heels into the earth, desperate to get closer to his mouth. She groaned as he pushed deeper, hitting some previously undiscovered place inside her that made her pussy weep for more of him.
    “Easy,” he murmured, withdrawing his magnificent tongue just as the tension building within her began to peak. “Take slower, deeper breaths.”
    She sucked in a deeper breath, but slower was much harder. She was already so close to the brink she could feel the hot desert wind of oblivion blowing in her face, tempting her to throw her arms wide and fly.
    But this wasn’t about pleasure, this was about control and she was determined to show him she had as much will power as he had.
    Fingernails digging into her palms she forced herself to blow out through her pursed lips for three seconds and then to sip air in through her nose for another three. But yoga breath only took her so far.
    As soon as he resumed his wicked work—kissing and nibbling the quivering flesh on either side of her entrance, his attention to that usually neglected area making her even more sensitive when he brought his tongue back to her clit—she was quickly back at the razor edge between anticipation and satisfaction, fighting the orgasm she’d usually be reaching for with both hands.
    “Pinch your nipples hard enough to hurt,” Jackson ordered, his fingers replacing his tongue, thrusting in and out of her pussy,