Page 55 of Billionaire's Promise
"If we cross this line," I rake my gaze across her futures, "things will get very complicated."
"They already are." She licks her lips, and the blood drains to my groin.
"If I fuck you, I won’t stop at half measures. I won’t hold back. I’ll take everything you are willing to give me and demand anything you can’t. I’ll want you to give yourself to me not just physically, but emotionally, mentally. I’ll possess you, body and soul. I’ll imprint myself in every cell of your body. I’ll own you so completely that you won’t be able to separate where you begin and where I end. I’ll dominate you so completely that you’ll not be able to uncouple from me. I’ll ask for control of your every emotion, your every thought, your every need. All of it will begin and end with me. Are you willing to take that? Ava? Are you?" I bend down and thrust my face in hers. "Tell me, will you be able to withstand this?"
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Ava
A shudder runs down my spine. My belly trembles. If I touched myself now, I’d feel the wetness between my legs and it wouldn’t be from the shower. The blood thuds at my pulse points. My head spins. The intensity of this man… And his words…? They’re filthy and hot and such a freakin’ turn on. Lust coils deep in my belly. My thighs clench. I try to close them, but he’s standing between my legs so I only end up pushing my melting core into the hard rod that tents his pants.
"Tell me, Ava," he demands, "are you willing to submit to me?"
"I…" I swallow. "Why would I do that?"
"Because you want to?"
"That's not true." I try to pull away, but he doesn't let me.
I tip up my chin, holding his gaze, "I... I am a strong independent woman who—"
"Wants to silence her mind and inspire her body. When you are with me, nothing else will matter because you are all that matters to me. When you are with me, you don't have to think. You don't have to make choices. Well, except for deciding you want to be in this relationship with me."
His lips twist.
"When you are with me, you are exposed but free, because you know that you are safe with me. Even when participating in the most depraved and disgusting acts, and there will be many of those," his grin widens, "yet to me, you will be more beautiful than ever because I can see straight into your soul, your vulnerability, so positively endearing yet so wildly sexy at the same time."
My thighs clench.
"When you are with me, I'll take care of all of your needs. I'll make sure that you never feel alone."
My throat dries. He lowers his head, peers into my face, "When you're with me, I'll treat you with respect and you will obey me, not only because you want to, but because you need to."
His blue eyes lighten to those burning chips of ice that cut through to my very soul.
"When you're with me, I'll fuck you like you are unbreakable, but care for you like you are the most fragile thing I have ever possessed."
The pulse between my legs flares to life. Oh, my god. Those words... I've never heard anything so filthy, so possessive, so hot... Yet so...tender. Can one man mean all those emotions in one sentence?
"You'll submit to me because I need you to. Because I need you more than you can ever need me." The skin around his eyes stretches tight. "You'll submit to me precisely because you are a powerful, independent woman who wants to unearth the deepest, darkest, most sensual parts of her personality. Because you want to know all of yourself. Because you have the courage to admit that under that sweet, strong exterior, you are as depraved as me. And because," he leans in close enough for our eyelashes to tangle, "in this relationship, the power rests with you."
"H... how's that?" I gulp.
"Without your willingness to submit, there isnorelationship here. I may be a Dominant, but I'm not dominating you unless you are a willing Submissive. I can tell you to get on your knees, but only you can decide if you will or not." He gaze narrows, "You feel me, Eve?"
I nod.
"Say it then." His gaze lowers to my mouth, "Tell me what I want to hear from you. Say it aloud."
"Yes." I tip up my chin, "Yes. I want to be your Submissive."
His eyes gleam. "Good," he growls, "that's a good girl."
The flesh between my legs swells, throbs, pulsates to a beat that mirrors the nerve that throbs at his temple. My nipples bead, moisture pools in my core. Why did his approval just turn my world upside down? Like I have spent my entire life searching for it?
"Baron?" I whisper, "What will I have to do?"
He peels back his lips and his teeth sparkle. "Everything I ask of you."
