Master Class: An Alpha Billionaire Romance (+ Bonus Book 'Silent Daughter 1') by Linnea May Page B
Authors: Linnea May
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"That's the first thing you'll have to learn," he whispers, taking my chin between his thumb and index finger. He gently moves my face up to his, leaning in so close that I can feel his breath on the skin above my lips. "When I tell you to do something, you'll do it. You'll obey."
I furl my eyebrows, trying to ignore the racing heart behind my rib cage. It's so loud, I'm sure he must hear it.
"Why should I-"
"To please me," he says. "You'll obey me to please me - and you'll receive pleasure in return."
He stands up and leans in closer, his dark eyes fixating on mine with severe intensity, leaving me nowhere to go. His lips are so close to mine, but not yet touching. If I moved even the slightest bit, we'd meet for a kiss. An urge to lean up to him travels through my core, but I resist. I'm frozen in his gentle touch, anticipating his next move.
"You're a good girl, aren't you," he breathes. "You like to please, don't you?"
I don't know what to reply to that. Is he seriously asking me? Does he even expect an answer?
Good girl .
The words are resonating through my entire body, making my fingers tingle and my core throb with desire. I'm so stunned by my body's reaction that my mind can barely keep up. I've never been dumbfounded before, but this must be what it's like. This is what it feels like to be utterly lost for words, mesmerized by a man who can make me buzz with excitement without even touching me.
"You're such a good girl, ready to break the rules to become my good girl," he adds, looking at me with a loving smile. "May I get a taste of you?"
I stare up at him, lack of understanding written all over my face.
"May I kiss you?" He clarifies, visibly amused at my bewilderment.
Instead of saying anything, I decide to get up on my toes, eliminating that tiny distance between our lips by leaning forward.
He welcomes me with a contented moan, letting go of my chin to place his hand at the back of my head instead, pulling me in closer. While my approach for the kiss was shy and careful, he exercises no such caution. His kiss is soon asking for more, domineering lips forcing mine open. His breathless hunger for me is so enticing, I soon find myself panting with the same desire while our tongues intertwine hungrily.
His taste is just as enchanting as his smell. I'm breathing heavily, yearning to inhale as much as possible of him.
I feel his hand clenching into a fist, grabbing the hair at the back of my head and pulling me back. A faint gasp of disappointment escapes my lips as they part from his, and I look up at him, pleading for more.
His eyes are wide with wonder.
"Fuck, you're...," he utters.
He stops, staring at me with that same bewildered expression.
Is something wrong? Did he just decide that this is a bad idea after all? Did I do something wrong? Was I too easy?
"What's-"
"Nothing," he interrupts. "Do you want this?"
I nod.
"Are you sure?"
I smirk at him. "It's a bit late to back out now, isn't it?"
He narrows his eyes, looking at me with a serious face as he shakes his head.
"No, it's never too late for that, Lana," he whispers. "Remember that. It's never too late to say no - to anything I want to do to you."
His words scare me. What the hell is he talking about?
"Have you ever been dominated?" He seriously wants to know.
My eyes rest on his, trying to read the meaning behind his words.
"I don't know," I utter.
He raises his left eyebrow. "You'd know if you had. Believe me."
"Okay," I breathe, still not entirely sure what he's aiming at.
"I'll show you," he says, as if he's reading my mind. "I think you'll like it. It radiates from your entire being."
"What does?"
"The need for what I'm about to give to you," he explains. "I'm rarely mistaken with these things. But in order to make sure this is to result in both of our pleasure, we'll have to agree on a safe word."
"A safe word?"
"Yes." He nods, leaning forward to plant a soft kiss on my lips. "A word that will stop
"That's the first thing you'll have to learn," he whispers, taking my chin between his thumb and index finger. He gently moves my face up to his, leaning in so close that I can feel his breath on the skin above my lips. "When I tell you to do something, you'll do it. You'll obey."
I furl my eyebrows, trying to ignore the racing heart behind my rib cage. It's so loud, I'm sure he must hear it.
"Why should I-"
"To please me," he says. "You'll obey me to please me - and you'll receive pleasure in return."
He stands up and leans in closer, his dark eyes fixating on mine with severe intensity, leaving me nowhere to go. His lips are so close to mine, but not yet touching. If I moved even the slightest bit, we'd meet for a kiss. An urge to lean up to him travels through my core, but I resist. I'm frozen in his gentle touch, anticipating his next move.
"You're a good girl, aren't you," he breathes. "You like to please, don't you?"
I don't know what to reply to that. Is he seriously asking me? Does he even expect an answer?
Good girl .
The words are resonating through my entire body, making my fingers tingle and my core throb with desire. I'm so stunned by my body's reaction that my mind can barely keep up. I've never been dumbfounded before, but this must be what it's like. This is what it feels like to be utterly lost for words, mesmerized by a man who can make me buzz with excitement without even touching me.
"You're such a good girl, ready to break the rules to become my good girl," he adds, looking at me with a loving smile. "May I get a taste of you?"
I stare up at him, lack of understanding written all over my face.
"May I kiss you?" He clarifies, visibly amused at my bewilderment.
Instead of saying anything, I decide to get up on my toes, eliminating that tiny distance between our lips by leaning forward.
He welcomes me with a contented moan, letting go of my chin to place his hand at the back of my head instead, pulling me in closer. While my approach for the kiss was shy and careful, he exercises no such caution. His kiss is soon asking for more, domineering lips forcing mine open. His breathless hunger for me is so enticing, I soon find myself panting with the same desire while our tongues intertwine hungrily.
His taste is just as enchanting as his smell. I'm breathing heavily, yearning to inhale as much as possible of him.
I feel his hand clenching into a fist, grabbing the hair at the back of my head and pulling me back. A faint gasp of disappointment escapes my lips as they part from his, and I look up at him, pleading for more.
His eyes are wide with wonder.
"Fuck, you're...," he utters.
He stops, staring at me with that same bewildered expression.
Is something wrong? Did he just decide that this is a bad idea after all? Did I do something wrong? Was I too easy?
"What's-"
"Nothing," he interrupts. "Do you want this?"
I nod.
"Are you sure?"
I smirk at him. "It's a bit late to back out now, isn't it?"
He narrows his eyes, looking at me with a serious face as he shakes his head.
"No, it's never too late for that, Lana," he whispers. "Remember that. It's never too late to say no - to anything I want to do to you."
His words scare me. What the hell is he talking about?
"Have you ever been dominated?" He seriously wants to know.
My eyes rest on his, trying to read the meaning behind his words.
"I don't know," I utter.
He raises his left eyebrow. "You'd know if you had. Believe me."
"Okay," I breathe, still not entirely sure what he's aiming at.
"I'll show you," he says, as if he's reading my mind. "I think you'll like it. It radiates from your entire being."
"What does?"
"The need for what I'm about to give to you," he explains. "I'm rarely mistaken with these things. But in order to make sure this is to result in both of our pleasure, we'll have to agree on a safe word."
"A safe word?"
"Yes." He nods, leaning forward to plant a soft kiss on my lips. "A word that will stop
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