Bowles, Jan - Claimed for the Master's Pleasure [Guilty Pleasures 5] (Siren Publishing Everlasting Classic) by Jan Bowles Page B

thumbs, and tore the flimsy lace from her trembling body. “Yes, Jake, yes. That’s it, you’re in charge. I like it when you’re rough.” She wanted him to take her hard and fast. She needed it.

Chapter Ten

    She loved the way he feverishly sucked her nipples, nipping them, teasing them, biting them with his teeth, building the anticipation in her mind, until he finally fucked her. An insatiable sexual moan spilled from her lips as he pressed his fingers to her cunt. Lia flexed her hips, encouraging him to explore her wanton pussy further.
    His fingers glided across her aching clitoris and she heard his sharp intake of breath. “Just as I’d hoped. You’re pierced, princess.” Jake pushed his little finger through the gold hoop, before tugging it, stimulating her clit further, reigniting long-forgotten sexual excitement. Pleasure and pain burned with undiluted intensity. The endorphins in her brain popped and fizzed as his masculine presence overwhelmed her. “Mmm, you’re so wet, Lia. It’s been a long time, hasn’t it?”
    “Yes,” she answered breathlessly. “I didn’t think I needed sex, but I want you so badly, Jake.”
    “Shh, princess. I’ll take care of you.”
    With shaking hands, Lia began undoing the buttons of his shirt one by one. Jake grew impatient. Pulling the white linen from his pants, he ripped it wide open. The buttons pinged and popped like small projectiles shooting across the room. She heard them impacting the polished marble floor of his apartment. Quickly he shrugged the shirt from his shoulders. She licked her lips. Jake had the most achingly beautiful body she’d ever seen, so well defined and muscular. She couldn’t resist drifting her fingers over his washboard stomach, feeling every contour and ridge. His skin felt warm to the touch and so very hard. As an aerobics instructor she knew this guy was no stranger to the gym. She guessed the hotel had all the facilities he needed to keep his body in perfect condition.
    “Let’s lose the dress,” he murmured assuredly, spinning her around and pulling the already ripped garment down to her ankles. It lay on the floor in tatters. “Step out of it, princess.” She did as he ordered.
    She stood completely naked, in front of a man she’d met for the first time less than fourteen hours ago. How fucking crazy was that? With her back still to him, she heard the unmistakable metal-on-metal sound of a zipper. “Brace your hands on the marble pillar.” The black stone felt cool to the touch as she held out her arms in a locked position. Using his legs, she felt her own legs being pushed wide apart. Her heart beat into overdrive as he smoothed his hands down her naked flesh. “Fuck, you have the most beautiful body I’ve ever seen.” She felt him authoritatively grab hold of her hips as though he owned her. It was wonderful feeling his cock press against her from behind.
    Lia provocatively wiggled her bare butt, desperate to consummate their union, but Jake stood his ground. One hand cupped her breast, torturing her aroused nipple. The other slipped around her waist, gently fingering her clitoral piercing.
    “Christ, you feel good, Lia.” She felt his hot breath on her neck as he massaged her nipple between his finger and thumb, the exact same way he massaged her engorged clit.
    A tight moan of frustration left her lips. She wanted him inside her, filling her with his prick, but she knew better than to tell a Dom what to do. She knew he wanted her to beg. It was in his blood. He needed her complete submission.
    “Jake, I need you.” A gasp left her lips as he gently bit her neck, a sign of his dominance over her, making her arch back against him. His skin felt warm and incredibly hard, and it made her want him even more.
    “I can’t hear you, princess.” His rich, deep voice controlled her. “What did you say?” he teased.
    “Please, Jake, please, fuck me. I know you want to.” Knowing exactly what a Dom demanded from