My Billionaire Master: Indebted To Him (Part One) (A BDSM Erotic Romance Novelette) Read Free Page A

lifting her to sit.
     
    Caught in the clutches of a yearning she’d never experienced, she gracefully moved under his touch. Involuntarily spreading her legs as if it were entirely natural, he slid them high around his waist so her inner thighs grazed his pelvis.
     
    His soft hypnotic tone belied his words, “You’re such a naughty girl. Going places you’re not invited and destroying things that don’t belong to you. It’s time you were taught a lesson…yes?”
     
    Cassidy gasped. Her lips were numb and swollen from where she’d bitten them. Her hands felt useless by her sides; heavy and awkward until he grabbed both wrists in his hands and held them there against the unyielding solid wooden desk.
     
    His breath was sweet and warm on her jaw as he softly said, “Allow me to offer a proposal. Let me teach you about building trust and the pleasures involved with shattering one’s self, just like that vase you shattered. Life is all about trust. Pleasure and discipline occur when trust is enforced, sometimes shattered as well.”
     
    She held back a breathless whimper at the solid, throbbing, and hot weight she felt through the material of his clothes which rested against her bare leg. One of her heels had fallen and the other hung precariously by her toes, wobbling there in the air as if awaiting his permission to drop. Her skirt was bunched at her hips, straining at the seams as if waiting to be ripped by his strong hands. For a split second, she dumbly blamed the skirt and shoes for getting her into all this trouble.
     
    He was still talking while his hard chest brushed against her heaving breasts. She tried to focus on his words but her nipples, hard and tight, burned icy hot at his nearness. He suddenly kissed her throat, making her gasp as he heated the moistness from his lips by breathing, “you have a choice.” Catching her eyes again with his mesmerizing gaze, she was staring him full in his handsome face. A calculating smile teased his lips. She’d never wanted someone’s mouth on her own so badly in her life as he breathed over her lips, “You can say no.”
     
    Locking her in his gaze, h is deep baritone shuddered through her entire body as he continued, “I’ll let go right now and you can walk out that door to never see me again. You’ll never have to think about the vase or what you owe me and we can go on as we have been. If you take that choice, though, you’ll always wonder what intense pleasures and true trust could have been like. Plus, you’ll never forgive yourself for not taking the chance.”
     
    Spoken with such sincerity, she believed it would happen just like that. Involuntarily, her legs tightened on his waist. In an undulating grind, his cock rubbed once against her. Remaining cool and calm, Alfie went on as if nothing had happened while his cock throbbed there at her hip.
     
    “ Your choice, Cassidy. Go—or stay and trust me. You’ll put your pleasure in my hands. I promise to break you apart only to build you back again. Will you let me show you how good that feels?”
     
    His mouth teased tantalizingly close, robbing her of thought and replacing it with yearning to do just what he’d suggested. A nagging part of her mind screamed, I don’t know you. We just met! You could hurt me. What if this isn’t safe?
     
    As if caught in his radar and under his control, her body wasn’t behaving the way it should. She wasn’t kicking to get away but wanting to leap into his arms. Her senses thrilled at every word he spoke, the clean masculine scent he generated, and at the magic he seemed to weave around her.
     
    He let go of one wrist long enough to tilt her head. His lips pressed teasingly against her throat but never hard enough to be an actual kiss. She gasped as her pulse beat under his lips, wanting him more than she’d ever wanted another in her life. Ready to surrender everything, she would have slid backward if he hadn’t held her in place.
     
    Her name