Leverage: Pt 1 by Alexx Andria Read Free Book Online

bathroom,” she answered, pulling her arm free. “Are you okay with that?”
    He released her. “I suppose. Don’t take all day. I’m not finished with you.”
    Julianna scurried to the bathroom and practically slammed the door. Boston winced at the sound and fell back against the pillows. Most women would’ve been licking his toes at this point but not Julianna. She was as stubborn as they came. Maybe that was part of her allure; she didn’t do anything that he expected her to. He found her refreshingly irritating with her refusal to bow to him in anyway unless his tongue was in her pussy. That seemed the only way to bend her to his will. Not a bad way of doing things, he supposed. He loved the taste of her. He could smell her sex on his face and he wanted more. But, he realized with a sigh, virgins needed time to recover. He knew it’d hurt when he’d ripped through her hymen. He’d felt her body stiffen and swallowed her tiny cry of pain. Perhaps he could make it up to her somehow. But as soon as the generous thought crossed his mind, he pushed it away. What did he care if she thought he was the devil? She’d signed on the dotted line and agreed to the deal so as long as she cooperated, he could give a shit as to her personal feelings about him. Besides, their acquaintance would end eventually and they’d both go on their merry ways and she could relegate him to the deepest, darkest place in her personal history and likely, he’d forget all about her with time because let’s face it, at the end of the day, after a woman had served her purpose and no longer interested him, he could barely remember her name.
    How does that bullshit taste ? A voice mocked silently and he scowled though he knew the voice had only been in his head. There’d been a time when he’d been an idealistic romantic but that was so long ago he barely remembered how it felt to believe in true love and all that crap.
    Boston climbed from the bed and strode to the kitchenette, where he pulled a water from the small refrigerator. After guzzling it down, he grabbed another for Julianna. Don’t want to get dehydrated, he thought with a lascivious smile. Oh, the things he wanted to do to her. Dirty things. He wanted to defile her body in so many ways that she never once forgot who had obliterated her virginity. If he could, he would tattoo his name across her pussy so she could never escape his possession of her. Damn, he should’ve put that in the paperwork. He rather liked the idea of having his ownership on her permanently. Maybe he could renegotiate.
    At that he smiled with delight but even as his cock was ready to play again, there remained that annoying voice at the back of his mind that tugged at something from his past, dragging it out from the depths of its locked box to throw at his feet. He’d once loved so deeply that he’d nearly lost himself when the relationship had crumbled to dust.
    He swore he’d never give his heart to another woman to break.
    Ever.
    But his cock? That he’d gleefully give to Julianna over and over and over…

-6-
     
    Julianna stared at her nude body in the mirror, shocked at how easily Boston had turned her inside out with his touch. The things he’d done to her…and the way she’d responded…she squeezed her eyes shut to avoid seeing the stain of embarrassment spread across her cheeks. She’d been as wild as a harlot and just as shameless. Her breasts appeared bigger and the nipples were reddened from the corset and moisture dribbled from between her thighs. She knew what dripped from her core — his seed — and she quickly grabbed a towel and began wiping it away. They hadn’t actually discussed protection and she’d assumed that he would use a condom. Julianna scrubbed at her skin but the damage was done. His seed was deep inside her and if one of those industrious swimmers found its mark, she’d end up pregnant. What had he been thinking? Maybe he hadn’t been. Maybe he didn’t care.