much in a short span of time? Or had he done his research on her
before their meeting in his office?
“Yeah, that’s me, the class
outcast.”
“You’re not an outcast to
me.”
“You’re not concerned about the
results of the paternity test being made public?”
“No.”
“No?”
“I found what I was looking for
my whole life without realizing it.”
“Oh?”
“That’s you.”
Elsie felt weak in the
knees.
“My dear, Ms Sherwood, blood is
thicker than water but love is thicker than blood. Always remember
that. My grandfather loved me more than the others because of my
character. I love you more than my siblings because you would do
for me what they would never do.”
“Love you unconditionally.”
“Mmm,” he moaned as he took her
back into his arms and sucked on her neck.
She held her head back in
ecstasy. She could never give up his touch. His love. She didn’t care about the scandal that may break
out next week. Or being famous as Carlos’s trophy bride. She cared
about the magical moment between them.
“Tell me something?” he growled
into her soft skin.
“Hmm.”
“Do you really enjoy this?”
“Of course…sir.”
“I mean being my sub?”
She turned to face him,
searching his face for understanding. “Carlos, I’ve never been more
turned on in my life. I’ve always been the one to take care of
others and…well…I love the way you turn me on, make me experience
stuff I never thought I could…the way you take control,” she said,
running her fingers over his firm muscular chest. God, he really
turned her on. He was perfect. Carlos knew how to pleasure her in
every way, how to experience sensations she’d only dreamed about in
her wildest fantasy. His erotic scent that drove her wild, his
healthy taut skin, his dominating yet charming spirit. She was
simply addicted to this man in every way.
“Good,” he grinned as he rubbed
his nose on her neck. The sensation was indescribable yet sent
electrical currents through her body. How could another human being
have this kind of effect on her? It was crazy but she loved it.
Carlos released her and walked over to the drawer and took out a
silk blindfold. “Come here.”
“ Yes, master.” Elsie
walked over to him, her knees felt weak in anticipation of the
erotic pleasure he had in store for her. She loved the surprise
sensations she’d felt when she was in the dark and couldn’t see
what he was about to do to her. This made it all the more
intriguing. She enjoyed having this sex god as her master. Her
inner thighs began to tingle uncontrollably. She hungered for his
touch…for his pleasurable feel.
A smile curved the corner
of his sinfully sexy lips as he turned her around and placed the
blindfold over her eyes. He then guided her to the bed.
“ You will experience the
most incredible orgasm of your life,” he whispered in her ear as
he led her on the bed. Was that an order
he just gave her? She delighted in what was in store for her.
Either way, she really wouldn’t mind his firm punishment if she
didn’t do what he ordered. A wicked grin touched her lips. She
could not believe the woman she was turning into. Daring.
Adventurous. Sexual.
“ Yes, master,” she moaned
in a hoarse voice. It was so perplexing to her. She was so aroused
yet he hadn’t even begun. Anticipation was half the fun. He slid
off her lingerie nightie over her head. She didn’t have any panties
on. Not after last night.
He then gently pushed her so she
fell back on the bed. She had no idea what he was about to do. She
was now fully exposed. Her nipples began to tighten under the
coolness of the room and exposure, aching for his touch.
Her breathing became heavy and
her inner folds began to throb with want.
Carlos was silent as he
moved her arms and legs so that she was spread out like an eagle on
the bed. She could picture him grinning, his luscious lips curved
into a sinful smile as he secured her with a material she did
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