Broken Submission: Surrendering Softly (Contemporary Submissive Romance) Read Online Free PDF

a delightful body you’d have beneath
your dowdy skirt suits, this was exactly how I pictured you.
Rubenesque, luscious. And soon, I’m going to have my fill. You’ll
obey my every command, my every little whim. And I promise to make
this night as unforgettable as it can be for you as well as me.
Every other man who’s ever fucked you will be a distant memory
after tonight, when I imprint my passion on every inch of your lush
body. Now, come here.”
    *
    Oh God.
    Lily felt
shamed. By herself, most of all. She already knew she was wet.
Stripping beneath Maxwell’s hooded, dark gaze had been an ultimate
turn on. She must be insane.
    She’d sworn not
to like or enjoy any of this. She’d planned to remain a blank
receptacle till he was done with her. Maxwell Craig thought she was
a prostitute; a fraud who’d deceived others with her innocent
persona. He’d called her a dirty slut and secretly, it had excited
her even though she knew he was so off mark.
    Maybe there was
still one more chance. If he knew the whole truth, he might rethink
his beastly ultimatum to fuck her in return for his silence.
    “Maxwell,
please.”
    She bit hard on
her lip, standing there trembling as she held his gaze
appealingly.
    His cheekbones
looked somewhat flushed, and more prominent as lust turned his
handsome face almost diabolic.
    “Don’t speak.
Not one more word,” he said huskily. “I’m done talking. And I have
better things for that pretty mouth of yours to be doing right now.
So I’ll say it one last time: come here, Lily. Now.”
    *
    Maxwell’s
desire was one part wickedness, one part dominance and three parts
intense. So intense. He burned her with his gaze as he watched her
slowly walk up to where he was.
    He
straightened, still seated on the edge of the bed. He parted his
knees and crooked his fingers at her in a come-hither gesture. Then
he pointed to the floor. “On your knees.”
    Lily lowered to
her knees between his thighs.
    “Look at me,
Lily.”
    Her eyelids
felt heavier than lead but she managed to lift them as she looked
into his obsidian gaze. “Take out my cock.”
    There was no
mistaking his command. Neither could Lily need to wonder what
protruded so impressively in his dark pants just below her line of
vision.
    To her
surprise, her fingers were perfectly steady as she reached for his
belt. She felt more than heard his sharply indrawn breath as she
undid the buckle. Then she reached for the fastening of his
pants.
    She could feel
his gaze on her face. Lily knew she couldn’t chicken out now. The
faster she went along with this, the sooner it would be over.
    All she needed
to do was reach down deep, deep inside and be the woman Maxwell
wanted her to be.
    Beneath the
elastic band of his dark silken boxers, Lily felt her fingers dip
of their own accord. If her heart was pounding erratically, she
couldn’t feel it. But she did feel the solid heat of pure, rigid
satin-skinned steel that was Maxwell’s cock.
    Lily had never
held a man’s dick in her hands. And Maxwell was so big. So thick
she couldn’t fit one fist completely around his girth. And long,
with a mushroom-shaped cap. Lily couldn’t believe how beautiful it
looked; in every way a man’s cock could be beautiful.
    She wrapped him
in both hands and felt his maleness surge. She lifted her eyes once
more to his and saw the fiery heat of lust in his gaze.
    Lily licked her
suddenly parched lips and said softly, “Tell me exactly what you
want me to do.”
    She hadn’t
expected her words to enflame him the way they did. He groaned deep
in his throat, the sound making her shudder. She’d meant for him to
instruct her since everything she knew about blowjobs could easily
fit into a thimble. But from the way his nostrils flared and his
eyes blazed darkly, she’d ended up ramping his arousal with her
submissive entreaty.
    He reached out
a hand to close over both of hers enfolded round his shaft. “Firm
strokes. Up, down,” he said huskily, holding her