Taming the Boss Lady [Masters of Submission 3] (Siren Publishing Everlasting Classic) by Jan Bowles Read Free Book Online

yes. I need you.” Her body writhed beneath him, letting him know exactly how much.
    “Then look into my eyes and say the words. Please, Master Matthew, I want you to fuck me.”
    Matthew hovered just above her, enjoying the subtle changes in her beautiful eyes. He knew he’d struck a chord when her pupils dilated even more, leaving just a sliver of silver showing. Yeah, she’d grow to like his authority, because it already aroused her. “Please, Master Matthew.” The tip of her tongue snaked out and wet her lower lip, making it glisten seductively. “I want you to fuck me.”
    “Good girl.” When he smiled, she began to loosen her grip on the edge of the table. “Did I say you could do that?”
    She shook her head. “No, I’m sorry, Master Matthew.”
    “You may wrap your beautiful, silken legs around me, but keep your hands exactly where they are. Understand?” He could tell she loved his control, as he took hold of her hips, and began feeding his cock slowly inside her silky warmth. She was tight, far tighter than he’d imagined. It made him wonder how many lovers she’d had recently? Maybe as the head of a large company she didn’t have time for lovers. She has time for me .
    It pleased him that she struggled to accommodate his size. Her head tipped back, and a breathy whimper surfaced from deep within her.
    “You will look directly into my eyes,” he commanded, as he slid fully home. With each breath that she took, her pussy pulsed around him, and when she held his gaze, he felt her warm, sexy cunt tighten even more around his prick. They’d made a real connection and it showed. He squeezed her breasts together, enjoying her ample cleavage as he pumped inside her, allowing his weight to bear down on her small frame. Kelly’s skin felt silky smooth as his sweat-soaked body glided across hers. Big dark pink nipples, gloriously peaked and aroused, caressed his chest muscles as he moved over her.
    “Oh, you feel so good, Matthew.”
    Enjoying her verbal response, he kissed her lips, driving his tongue deep inside her sweet mouth. He quickened the pace, setting a faster rhythm, as he filled her with everything he had. He marveled at the way her beautiful lips parted as she fought for breath, and a trickle of perspiration ran sexily between her breasts. A whimper of frustration reverberated deep in her throat, and he figured she wanted to let go of the kitchen table. Her hands were still high above her head, her fingers clinging to the edge as he’d instructed.
    Matthew slowed the pace and said, “I’m claiming you as my property. To do with as I see fit.” He knew his controlling words turned her on as she groaned appreciatively, getting closer and closer to climax. Skewered on his massive prick, her body arched, her breasts offered up. It was a wonderful sight, watching this beautiful woman writhe and undulate with pleasure. Never losing eye contact, she stared unblinkingly at him, her gorgeous silver irises tempting him to spill his seed.
    When the breath hitched in her throat and her body stiffened, he knew she was close to orgasm again. He pumped harder still, spearing her, pushing her closer and closer to the edge until she tumbled headlong off the cliff.
    A cry left her lips. “Matthew!”
    Her pussy spasmed violently around him, milking his cock as she relentlessly tried to tease the contents from his balls. He looked down at his shaft embedded deep inside her tight, wet entrance. It proved his undoing, because he let out a deep roar, throwing back his head, his hips jerking spontaneously as his cock pulsed out its goodness in two massive bursts of sexual pleasure.
    Barely able to catch her breath, she finally asked, “Did I please you, Master?”
    “If only you knew how much, princess.”
    Matthew kept his weight on her, savoring her warmth and the small whimpers of utter contentment that still drifted from her lips. He noticed with some satisfaction that her hands still gripped the edge of