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“Mmm, relaxed. Happy.” She turns her head toward me, pulling me down to kiss her.
“Needy?” I ask as my hands slip beneath the water to the juncture of her thighs.
“Very.” Her tongue snakes into my mouth as the moment grows tense between us. I toy with her for a moment, teasing her clit with one hand, her nipples with the other hand as I fuck her mouth with my tongue.
“What do you want?”
“Your tongue,” she whispers, “inside me.”
I help her out of the bath, drying us both off before helping her lie back on our bed. I pick up one of her feet, running my tongue up her insole before wrapping my lips around her toe, sucking it into my mouth.
“Ahh, that feels—good.” She almost pants as she looks up at me.
“I told you, no part of you won’t have my tongue on it at some point.” I repeat the process with each of her toes before running my tongue up her thighs till I reach her pussy. “You’re dripping for me already.” I lean forward, running my nose up her, inhaling her arousal as I snake my tongue inside her. I pleasure her until she’s arching her back, coming on my tongue as my name tumbles from her lips.
“Please…” She reaches down for me.
“Please what?”
“I want you.” Her nails dig into my arms as she tries to get my cock inside her.
“Do you want me to make love to you, baby, or do you want your husband to fuck you?”
“Fuck me, please,” she begs and it sends my need into overdrive.
I don’t work my way inside her; instead, I line myself up at her entrance and thrust inside her in one swift move, causing her nails to dig into my arm so deep I’m sure I’m bleeding.
“You’re my wife now, Daphne, and you’re going to take my cock like a good little wife should. Do you understand?”
“Yes, Mr. Vaughn.” My name sounds like the sexiest moan I’ve ever heard on her lips.
“Good girl. Now relax and let me do very wicked”—I pull back, then thrust in hard again—“vile”—I do it again—“bad”—one more time—“things to you.”
“I don’t pretend to be a nice guy sweetheart.”
He says that I’m his good girl…but he likes when I’m bad.
He demands that I obey him…but he likes to punish me when I misbehave.
He told me I should be afraid of him…but it only excites me more.
You know what they say about trouble, if you go looking for it, you’ll probably find it.
And I certainly did in Cyrus Gates, the heartless billionaire of Chicago and my new professor.
But then he comes to me with an offer I can’t refuse—a publicist job at the most prestigious public relations firm in Chicago.
The catch…he’s the client and I’m tasked with cleaning up his image.
With a reputation like his: cold, calculated and every bit the domineering powerhouse the world makes him out to be, he’s the kind of man that gets off on conquering anything and anyone.
When I moved to Chicago for college, I promised myself I’d let loose, but here I am in my last semester of grad school and I’m still the same good girl.
Inside, there’s still a woman who wants to explore the world on her own terms, dying to break free, dying to know what’s behind his dark eyes and devious smile.
Something inside me ignites, knowing a man this powerful wants me and has no shame expressing it—knowing he wants me to misbehave so that he can discipline me.
But this isn’t just a taboo game of cat and mouse, it’s a lesson you learn the hard way.
