Bowles, Jan - Love Slave to the Sicilian Billionaire [Guilty Pleasures 4] (Siren Publishing Everlasting Classic) by Jan Bowles

to make her climax in a matter of minutes. Max was as sexy as hell. His rich, deep voice sent shivers down her spine, and the way he’d insisted on her looking at their reflection heightened her sexual experience.
    Ella arched her back as he began thrusting in earnest. Her pussy throbbed every time he filled her with his large prick. It felt so good. Max’s olive complexion, darker than hers, contrasted wonderfully with her paler skin. His one hand caressed her breasts, tweaking the nipple between his finger and thumb. The other held her hip. She stared into his piercing, silver-gray eyes through the reflection in the mirror, mesmerized by his presence. Totally absorbed by him.
    He whispered breathily into her ear as he continued pumping his length inside her. “Soon, Ella, I’m gonna take you into the playroom, and show you around. I know that’s what you want.”
    A spasm throbbed deep in her pussy at the idea. “Max, you know it is. I’ve fantasized about you for years. I want to know about the playroom. It turns me on. It makes my pussy wet.”
    He thrust deeper still. His voice growled in her ear, “I’m gonna do things to you that you’ve never dreamed of. Wonderful, wicked things that you couldn’t even begin to imagine.”
    Her whole body tingled with new sensations. To actually be at Max’s mercy sounded so wonderful. From what she’d read she knew there would be an element of pain. But if she felt as good as she did right now, then the experience would be awesome. “Yes, Max, yes. I’ll be your slave.”
    “No, not until you submit to me, in any way I desire. Only then will you be ready to be a true slave.” He continued filling her wanton, wet pussy fast and hard, thrusting his cock even deeper inside her. Ella had never felt so feminine, sexy, and full. Her pussy tightened around his prick as he withdrew and lunged back inside her.
    “I want it, Max. I know I can do it.” Ella leaned back against him, savoring his warmth, his power, the feel of his skin, and the way his masculine chest hair rasped against her back. Arching against him, she lifted a hand and braced it around the back of his neck. With her other hand she gently caressed his face, brushing her fingertips across his parted lips. He responded, sucking her fingers into his mouth. The sensation felt exquisite.
    “You belong to me now,” Max growled in her ear.
    “Yes.”
    “Say it. I want to hear you say it.”
    “I belong to you now, Max.”
    His tongue snaked out, tasting her lobe. His hand drifted down to her pussy, and she cried out as he pleasured the sensitive nub again. A wanton feeling clamped around her stomach, twisting and constricting until she felt she would squeeze the life from his prick. “Come for me, Ella.” His deep, masculine voice reverberated in her ear. Those four simple words, spoken so seductively, sent her over the edge. Her whole body went rigid as Max filled her again and again. Her breasts thrust forward, and a huge arch developed in her back. She clasped both hands more tightly around his neck, pulling his head forward so she felt the stubble on his jaw rasp against her cheek.
    She screamed out, “Max, oh, Max,” as a series of intense spasms exploded through her body. His cock felt huge as he lunged inside her several more times. She heard him groan his own release as he came loudly behind her, filling her with his potent seed. His breathing was heavy, his breath warm and sexy against her neck.
    “Christ, Ella, you’re one hell of a woman.” He took a breath in between each word, until his breathing returned to normal. “There’s no going back on what you’ve said.”
    “No, I’ve no intention of changing my mind. That was mind-blowing sex in the extreme. Thank you.”
    For the next thirty minutes they lay together, tenderly stroking each other’s naked flesh as they came back to earth. No words were necessary. Their sweat-soaked bodies now joined as one.

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    When Ella abruptly