Taken by You (Taken by You Book One) by M.L. Young Read Free Book Online Page B

His right hand fell away from my hip and came up to my jaw, where he pushed back my hair before starting to kiss my neck, slowly at first.
    I felt his warm, wet tongue slide across my skin as his lips sucked gently, so as not to leave a mark. My dress had been pulled up to my waist and I felt the cool breeze of the room drift across my thighs. His left hand, not holding onto my dress any longer, wrapped itself around my bare ass, where he gripped and dug his fingers in.
    I tilted my head back as my hands ran up and down his chest.
    “ Take me,” I whispered just loudly enough for him to hear.
    As if that were his cue, he walked me over to the bed. I sat down on the edge and felt the item press up against me. It was cold, metallic, and as I looked down, I saw it was meant to restrain my hands.
    Blake pulled my dress up over my body before slipping off his blazer and tossing it aside. Looking at me in my bra and panties, he started to unbutton his shirt, and I saw his dick growing in his dark slacks. It had been what felt like an eternity before I last got to feel a man against me, or better yet, inside me. I had almost forgotten what it felt like, but I knew I was about to find out again.
    Blake pulled off his shirt and I was exposed to toned olive muscles that looked as though Michelangelo himself had sculpted them. He must have had an eight-pack, and small veins pressed through his biceps.
    He walked towards me and started to reach behind and unclasp my bra as I grabbed onto his belt buckle and started to pull it off. My bra came off and he tossed it aside before cupping my breasts and squeezing them gently.
    “ You’re exquisite,” he said, as he twisted my nipple.
    Looking up at him, I unbuttoned his pants and unzipped them before they fell to the floor. He wore skintight black boxer briefs that had a pouch in front to hold all of him, and boy was there a lot to hold. Before I could pull them down, though, he walked over to one of his drawers and pulled something out before coming back over.
    He stood in front of me, not saying a word, before I picked up where I had left off and grasped his elastic waistband and pulled it down. I kept eye contact as I pulled them down before they fell to the floor and he kicked them away.
    I could feel its presence there, and I swore I felt some heat emanating off of it and onto my chin. I looked down, before backing my head up a little to see it all. I had only been with a few men before, but he blew all of them out of the water and then some. Was he a porn star? No, that wasn’t right. He was the CEO of a multibillion-dollar corporation. He was just…well-endowed.
    “ Here,” he said, as he handed me the object he had withdrawn from the drawer just a minute ago.
    “ What’s that?” I asked, as I grabbed it.
    “ A ruler,” he said.
    I held it in my hand, not sure what to do with it, as his cock grew larger and larger.
    “ Measure it,” he commanded.
    “ Measure what ?” I naively asked.
    “ My dick,” he said.
    “… why ?” I asked.
    “ I want you to know how big the dick is that’s about to fuck you,” he said.
    I felt a rush throughout my body as I heard him say those words. My clit started to tingle and my nipples hardened as I processed it. I grabbed his cock and began to slowly stroke it as I held the ruler in my other hand. I brought it up to him, placed the first marker against the base of his shaft, as each and every inch passed my eyes and was accounted for.
    “ How big is the dick that’s about to fuck you?” he asked.
    “ Eight inches,” I muttered in disbelief.
    “ Lie back,” he said, as he took the ruler away from me and motioned for me to go back.
    “ Are you going to fuck me?” I asked.
    “ No. I’m going to taste you,” he said.
    As I went to lie back he stopped me, grabbing the handcuffs that had been cold against my side this entire time. I looked at him as he unlocked them before clasping them around my wrists. Off of a shelf to the