Dirty Secret Read Online Crystal Kaswell

Categories Genre: Alpha Male, BDSM, Billionaire, Erotic, Romance Tags Authors:
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Total pages in book: 98
Estimated words: 103170 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 516(@200wpm)___ 413(@250wpm)___ 344(@300wpm)
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Fuck, he tastes good. Like salt and Cam. I'm not sure why I want this, but I do. There's some primal part of me taking over. Some part desperate to have him in my mouth. To have him everywhere.

He catches my bottom lip as he pulls his hand back. "Should I fuck you here?" He slips his hands under my t-shirt. Cups my breasts. Draws circles around my nipples. "Or like this."

Mmm. Fuck.

"Maybe I should toy with you until you can't take it anymore."

"Cam."

"Is that a yes, sweetness?"

I can't ask him to stop, but I'm not sure I can survive teasing. "You might kill me."

"Good." He brings one hand to my hip and pulls my body into his, so I can feel his cock against my sex.

He's already hard. And fuck, that feels so good.

I press my thighs against him.

He responds by pinching my nipple.

"Fuck."

"You like when it hurts."

I nod, even though it's not a question.

"Is that what you want, sweetness?" He does it again. "Should I torture you as I fuck you?" Then harder.

I let out a groan.

"Tell me what you want." He brings his lips to my neck. "Or you get what I want. And I want to make you beg for mercy."

Fuck.

He knots his hand in my hair. Pulls me into a hard, deep kiss.

Mmm. I'm already losing conscious thought. I want him. In every way. But this is an offer. I need to take it. Or he might do something horrible like not fuck me. "I want you inside me."

"In your pretty mouth?" He runs his thumb over my lip again. "In your sweet cunt?" He shifts his lips, so I feel his cock against me. "Or maybe in that gorgeous arse?"

"Would you?"

"Yes."

"Now?"

"Yes."

Why do I want that? I've never even thought about it before, but now I need it. I need to have him every way I can. "Can I say all?"

"No."

"Here." I rock my hips against him, so my sex is against his cock. Fuck, that pressure is divine. I need more. I need all of it. "But I want to taste you too."

"Greedy girl."

That's the perfect way to say it. I am greedy. I want every fucking drop of him. "And later—I want all of it later."

Pride fills his expression. It's so much like before, but so different too. Somehow, it's completely dirty.

"Will you?"

"Maybe."

"But—"

"You know what happens if you finish that sentence."

Right. No. Not that. Anything but that. I nod.

The softness in his expression fades. He shifts into that other version of Cam. "Stand up."

I do.

"Take off your clothes."

I pull my shirt over my head. Pushes my boxers, his boxers, to my feet and kick them aside.

"Fuck." He looks me up and down, slowly, savoring every inch. "Fucking gorgeous."

My chest flames. "Thank you."

"Come here."

I take a step toward him.

He cups my hip with his hand. "Here."

I'm standing in front of him. Right in front of him. My knees are inches from his.

And he's sitting there, cool and confident, looking up at me like he's deciding what he's going to do with me.

Fuck.

He keeps one hand on my hip. Slips the other between my legs.

He presses his palm against me. "You're wet."

I nod.

"You get wet when you think about it hard and rough?"

I nod.

"Do you think you're ready for that?" Without warning, he slips two fingers inside me.

Fuck. My eyes close. My hands go to his shoulders. My toes curl.

That's intense. Intense in a good way, but really fucking intense.

He pushes deeper.

Deeper.

"Fuck," I breathe.

"You have no fucking idea." He pulls his fingers back and drives them into me again. "How hard and rough I want it." He does it again. "How badly I want to split you in half."

"Please."

"No." His voice is firm, direct, final.

It makes me shake. I don't know why it makes me shake, but it does.

He drives his fingers into me again. "You're not ready."

"But—"

"I said no." He does it again.

My fingers dig into his suit jacket.

"I'll give you whatever the fuck I want to give you." He drives into me with those same hard, steady strokes as he brings his hand to my chest. "When I decide you're ready."

I try to hold his gaze, but his dark eyes are too intense. I have to look to his shoulders, his tie, the bright light streaming through the window.

The light hint of our reflection.

Me naked, him clothed.

It winds me tighter.

I try to feel everything. The intense pressure of his hand inside me. The soft brush of his thumb against my chest. Those perfect slow circles. So light I can barely feel them.

It's like last night. The pressure stays intense, but the discomfort fades to pleasure. It's not the same as him inside me, but it's still so fucking good.

He winds me tighter and tighter.

Until I'm so taut, I'm sure I'll break.

Then he brings his thumb to my clit and rubs me exactly where I need him.



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