More than a Dare (Masters Club #4) Read Online Claire Thompson

Categories Genre: Alpha Male, BDSM, Erotic, Romance Tags Authors: Series: Masters Club Series by Claire Thompson
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Total pages in book: 92
Estimated words: 85125 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 426(@200wpm)___ 341(@250wpm)___ 284(@300wpm)
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Crouching in front of her, he slipped her shoes from her feet, along with her socks. Then he opened the fly of her slacks and drew the pants down her legs, along with her panties.

Though it was warm in the apartment, she shivered as he stripped her. He couldn’t wait to whip her, to bind her, to fuck her, to make her scream…

Placing his hands on her thighs, he gently spread her legs apart. He looked forward to shaving her smooth.

But at the moment, all he wanted to do was taste her. Placing his fingers on either side of her cunt, he parted the lips, revealing the hooded clit between the silky folds. Lowering his head, he snaked his tongue along the cleft.

Dahlia moaned softly, swaying a little, though she kept her position. Hayden closed his eyes, inhaling the heady, sweet scent of her musk as he licked and teased her sex. His cock throbbed and his balls ached with pent-up lust.

He waited until she was trembling before finally focusing directly on her hard little clit. He inserted a finger into her wetness, and then a second. “You’re a dirty little slut, aren’t you?” he growled, channeling the fantasy intruder she’d shared with him during her audition.

She shuddered violently. “Oh, god,” she groaned. “I’m going to—”

Pulling back, Hayden smacked her cunt with a hard palm.

She cried out, her hands flying down to cover herself.

He immediately gripped her by the wrists, forcing her hands to her sides. “I asked you a question, slut. You will answer truthfully.”

“I…” she faltered. He tightened his grip on her wrists. “Yes,” she breathed, her face flooding with color.

Hayden let a cruel smile move slowly over his lips. “That’s right,” he agreed. “You’re a filthy little cunt who thinks she can come whenever she feels like. But you forgot something crucial. Right now, I own that body. I own that orgasm.”

Letting her wrists go, he rose to his feet. “Don’t move,” he admonished. “Stay just as you are.” He went to the small side table just beside the front door where he routinely dropped his mail. He opened the drawer and withdrew the switchblade he’d placed there earlier that evening.

Returning to her, he released the catch and held the blade only inches from her throat. Dahlia gasped, her eyes widening.

Moving closer, he gripped her by the hair, pulling her head back to expose her throat. He touched the tip of the blade to the soft flesh just below her jaw.

She gave a small mewl of terror, but otherwise remained still.

“Get on your knees, cunt. Open my pants,” he commanded in a hard voice, channeling the dark stranger from her abduction fantasy. “Reach into my underwear and take my cock into your mouth. Then put your hands behind your back and keep them there. Don’t do anything stupid, or I’ll cut you.”

He waited a moment, assessing whether he had pushed her too far, or not far enough. Though she was trembling, she made no effort to get away.

Her safeword remained unspoken.

When he pulled away the knife, she sank to her knees. He closed the switchblade and tucked it into the back pocket of his jeans. She looked so hot kneeling there naked before him. Her hair was disheveled, her breath high and shallow in her throat. Her hands trembled as she tugged at his fly, drawing the zipper down past his very visible erection.

She pulled his shaft from its confines and slowly, sexily lowered her mouth over it. Then she placed her hands behind her back.

“Go on,” he urged, his balls tight with lust. “Show me what you can do.”

She managed to get about half of his shaft into her mouth before pulling back.

He would teach her to suck cock properly. But for now, he simply reached down and clamped a hand on the back of her head, forcing her to remain in position.

“Stay still,” he directed. “I’ll guide the shaft in and out. Your only job right now is to keep your mouth and throat open to receive me.”

Keeping his hand on the back of her head, he slowly guided his shaft deeper into her warm, wet mouth. She gagged as the head touched her soft palate. He didn’t withdraw, instead holding her in place until she mastered her gag reflex. Only then did he pull back, savoring the feel of her lips and tongue tickling along his cock.

“You’re such a perfect little whore,” he growled, still channeling her fantasy intruder. “You belong there on your knees, my cock down your throat, isn’t that right, cunt?”

She moaned against his shaft, her face flushing scarlet, though her nipples remained hard as pebbles, the scent of her arousal ripe in the air.

He tangled his fingers in her hair, giving it a savage jerk as he snarled, “I asked you a question. Answer it.”



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