The Billionaire's Promise (BDSM Erotic Romance) (His Submissive, Part Eight) by Claire Ava

Author:Claire, Ava [Claire, Ava]
Language: eng
Format: epub, mobi
Published: 2013-04-18T07:00:00+00:00

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I couldn’t ignore the fluttering inside me at his words. Forever? With Jacob? The answer was a resounding yes.

As his eyes washed over me, like it had been months instead of hours since we'd been this close, I felt like the dumbest girl alive. All the reasons I'd gripped to explain why I ran didn't hold water to this. This pull between his skin and my skin. His bones and my bones.

I dropped my gaze guiltily. "I shouldn't have left. I should have let you explain."

"No, you shouldn't have," he replied, tipping my chin back up. His voice deepened. "And you'll be punished. But not before you beg for it."

My eyes trailed hungrily over his broad shoulders, my mouth watering in anticipation of running my fingers up and down his abdomen. When I made my way back to his face, settling on the upturned curve of his lips, I knew I was dangerously close to bending over the counter and letting him spank me right there in the coffee shop.

Just hold it together long enough to get back to the office, I told myself before clearing my throat and gesturing at the door. “Maybe we could finish this conversation upstairs.”

He didn’t move from where he stood. “I own every square inch of this building.” His eyes coursed over my body, bringing every last erotic nerve alive. “We’re not going anywhere.”

“But...” I trailed off softly, not sure I was following. “I thought...you and I...” My cheeks blushed furiously like I couldn’t put words to something that Jacob and I had done so many times I’d lost count. Like I wasn’t intimately familiar with the way he could make me melt with a look or just by dropping his tone to the low, bedroom timbre that brought me under his spell.

“Oh we are,” he said, getting the gist of my unspoken words. “I’m going to have you, Leila. And I’m going to have you right here.”

The pulsing between my legs intensified, but I couldn’t stop glancing at the door. I knew there was no window to the outside and the lock engaging automatically illuminated the ‘closed’ sign, but even the growing exhibitionist in me couldn’t shout down the part that would be more comfortable somewhere that wasn’t a hundred feet away from staff.

“Don’t look at the door,” he said curtly. “Look at me.”

I glanced at him, but I still stole peeks at the door, hearing phantom sounds. What if Missy was crouched there, ear pressed to the wood so she could talk crap about me? Why else would she march out without a final death glare unless she was hiding behind a potted plant outside, ready to spring?

“Jacob, I would really be more comfortable if--”

“That’s of no consequence to me,” he interrupted, silencing me with a stern glare. His hand went straight to my zipper. “I couldn’t take my eyes off of you during the meeting, wanting to bend you over my knee and at the same time, needing to take you in my arms and tell you how much I love you.

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