Red Hot Revenge (Erotic Romance) (Dominated by the Billionaire)

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Authors: Adriana Hunter
after all. Would be a shame to not try out that
horrendously expensive desk of mine. Was wondering when I’d finally get the
chance to put it to proper use.”
    Bella gritted her teeth against the
angry retort that hovered on her tongue. Damn him to hell! Nothing mattered to
him but having her at his mercy, taking and taking her till she began to wonder
if he wasn’t getting too much of a bargain out of all this. It had been two
nights already, and yet he’d had her more times than she could count. But then
a voice counseled her into confessing at least to herself that he hadn’t been
doing all the taking.
    She made herself say calmly at last
in reply to his last statement, “You know, maybe it is fitting after all, using
your office. I mean, that’s where it started – so I guess it will be only
right that that’s where it should end.”
    “And I promise you – you’ll
enjoy it,” he said softly, and hung up before she could say anything more.
    Bella’s lips tilted in a humorless
smile as she replaced the receiver. That’s what you think Jason , she
mused vengefully…
    * * *
    “Say it, Bella. For once, I want to
hear you say it.”
    Bella shut her eyes against Jason’s
harshly spoken words in her ear. What more could he want, she cried out
inwardly. Here she was, in his office like he’d said. And now, he had her bent
over his desk, her skirt in folds up around her waist, Her bare bottom,
stinging from the last several hard spanks from his palm, was pressed against
his equally naked groin. She could feel his cock, hot and ready, pulsing
between her parted thighs. He had his left hand cupping her breast beneath her
shirt, while his other hand soothed her throbbing ass cheeks. The pain from his
recent smacks still lingered deliciously, and she could hardly wait for him to
claim her as powerfully and surely as he always did.
    “Tell me!” he growled, his right
hand leaving her ass to grasp a handful of her long blonde hair, which he
tugged back, making her roots twinge. Bella cried out. “Tell me how much you
want this cock,” he added commandingly.
    Bella only shook her head, biting
her lip against the pain in her scalp. It felt so good though, even as it ached
like a thousand pin-pricks.
    “No…” she managed, arching her back
as he pulled even harder on her hair, drawing her back till his lips could
trail over her delicate earlobe.
    “Your pussy is wetter than it’s ever
been,” he informed her huskily, and she could feel his free hand tapping that
spot down between her ass cheeks where her pussy did all the talking her mouth
wouldn’t do.
    “Now tell me these past forty-eight
hours haven’t been the best ever. Tell me my cock doesn’t make you feel better
than you have in years – maybe ever.”
    “Just do it, Jason,” she gritted
out, the feel of his fingers stroking along her slick lips almost more than she
could bear. She didn’t want teasing, not now. She wanted that wicked shaft slamming
into her doggy-style, and she wanted it now .
    “Not on your life, Bella,” he said,
his tongue sliding wetly around her dainty ear, making her shiver in arousal.
“My cock’s hard and hungry, but this once I’ll be willing to deprive myself if
you refuse to let go of that damnable feminine pride of yours. You want my cock
in you or what?”
    “Yes, I want it in me!” she cried
out at last, half in anger and frustration. Bastard! She fumed: he’d
blackmailed her, and now he wanted to make her beg? Damn him , but she’ll
do it if she had to… “Please, Jason; give me your cock,” she added softly, yet
clearly.
    “With pleasure,” he replied on a
growl, satisfaction tingeing his voice. And then he let go of her hair as he
finally took hold of her hips in readiness to enter her waiting cunt.
    His hunger for her hadn’t lessened
in the passing days, and hers had only increased. Now, with him taking her from
behind with such strong, almost celebratory thrusts; it felt like he was
setting her

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