Page 48 of Billionaire Devil

“Our pact was for me to teach you how to seduce a man. So that’s what you’re going to do.”

This is a different Colton Maddox to the one I’m used to. The playfulness has turned dark and menacing. Now, he’s pure dominance.

And I feel not only playfully submissive but also like I mightdieif he doesn’t touch me again. My body is on fire. I feel beautiful and hot and supremely alive. My inner sexgoddess is determined to get exactly what she wants—and what she wants is that massive lust wand Colton Maddox is packing, which is practically busting through the button-fly of his jeans like he stuffed a fat anaconda down there.

I want to provoke him, like he so easily does to me. “Yes, Professor Maddox.”

His glare is stormy. “Take off your dress.”

It doesn’t matter that I’ve never done this before. I want to tease him and torture him. Even though I’m a beginner, I know exactly how to do it. By slowly, temptingly giving him everything he wants.

I’m naturally shy when it comes to this sort of thing, so Iusemy shyness. Almost demurely, I pull my dress up. Over my white lace panties, which are mostly sheer and are now bunched into a thong because the thin fabric is wet, clinging to my pussy, which feels slippery and tingly and soneedyI feel like I’m going mad with it.

Even more slowly, I ease the hem of my dress higher. I’m wearing a white lacy bra that matches my panties. The fabric has its work cut out for it, since it’s thin and stretchy with no wires and my breasts are full. I know he can see how how tightly budded my nipples are.

I pull my dress over my head and drop it onto the bed.

“Holy fuck,” Colton growls, his voice husky with awe. “It’s a crime for you to wear clothes.”

I move closer, standing between his spread knees. “Can I touch you?” I whisper.

“No. Don’t be so fucking easy, Bailey. Make me work for it.”

I bite back a smile because his Dom voice is a little like his Terminator voice. And I know why he’s grumpy. His cock looks so big and constricted by his jeans, it’s clearly painful.

Right now my femininity feels like a superpower. “First you tell me not to be a cocktease and then you tell me not to be easy. Which is it, Professor Maddox?”

“You can stop with the sass unless you want detention.”

I play innocent. “What happens in detention?”

“You get that smart mouth stuffed full so you stop talking so much.”

Now he’s giving me ideas…

“Pull that lace lower so I can see those ripe little nipples. They’ve been teasing me since the second I laid eyes on you, begging me to suck on them until they’re all pink and juicy.”

Yikes.My pussy clenches at his dirty talk and it feels…so good.

I obey him coyly. I lower the lace over my nipples, until the bra is pushing my breasts up and together.

His eyes darken. “Fuck, Sunshine. Look how fucking gorgeous you are.” He drinks in the sight of me for a few seconds, then he says, “Feed them to me.”

I know he’s trying to make this dirtier than I can handle. Hewantsto test my limits and see me blush.

But I’m tired of my limits. And I don’t want to give him the satisfaction of winning this game.

So I stand between his spread knees and I do it. I lean over him, offering my nipple to his sneering mouth.

Holding my eyes with his own, he laves his tongue over the sensitive underside, taking my nipple gently between his teeth.

I moan.

“That’s my good girl. Youloveit when your man worships you, don’t you, Sunshine.”

Your man.

He pulls my nipple into the hot fire of his wicked mouth.God. The suction of his mouth sends warm currents of pleasure to my core, where a light throb is gaining momentum.

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