Discipline Read Online Free PDF Page A

G-spot, and at the same time he fastened his mouth over her left breast, sucked at it for a few seconds and then closed his teeth hard over the aching tip of the nipple.
    As a delicious shard of red-hot pain lanced through her, Livia’s body shuddered with delight and she climaxed atthe same moment as her lover. When the last tremors had died away, Carlos gently pushed the damp hair back off her face and kissed her deeply on the mouth.
    ‘Delectable!’ he said with satisfaction. ‘I wish our ex-nun had been watching.’
    ‘She’d have been very shocked!’ laughed Livia, running her fingers over her bruised nipple.
    ‘Of course. I want to see her shocked,’ he replied. Then he squeezed her sore nipple sharply between the finger and thumb of his right hand before leaving Livia alone in the shower.
    Shivering at the wonderful, hot, dark pain that he’d deliberately caused, Livia felt desire rising in her again. That was the problem with Carlos. It was impossible to get enough of him.
    ‘I think I’ve had enough to drink already,’ said Chloe, as Carlos began to refill her glass.
    ‘Nonsense, you’ve hardly had anything.’
    ‘Well, just a little then.’ Chloe wasn’t used to drinking, but it seemed rude to refuse, and anyway the wine was delicious.
    ‘So tell me the truth. Do you still regret deciding that you weren’t cut out to be a nun’
    Chloe couldn’t remember when she’d last felt so relaxed, and she was sure that Carlos would understand what she was talking about if she was honest with him. ‘I wasn’t ever certain that I was cut out to be a nun,’ she confessed. ‘In a way I think I wanted to prove to myself that I could cope with the discipline it involved. My parents were always on the move. They let me grow up without any real boundaries or guidelines. Their only attempt at setting any kind of standard for me to follow was when they sent me to a convent school. It was one ofthe nuns who suggested that I should consider entering a religious order.’
    She was aware that he was watching her closely. ‘Was this because you were naturally very good?’ he asked softly.
    Chloe tried to suppress a giggle. ‘Certainly not! Quite the opposite really, but according to Sister Clare, it’s never the girls who think they want to be nuns who are really being called. I admit I found their interest quite flattering, which shows a rather vain and shallow nature!’
    His next words were spoken so quietly that she had to lean over the table to hear him. ‘Do you find it hard obeying rules?’
    ‘Oh yes,’ she said cheerfully, aware that she’d definitely drunk too much. She wasn’t usually this open. ‘When someone tells me what to do, my natural instinct is to do the opposite. Of course, I soon conquered that once I entered the convent.’
    ‘Of course.’
    ‘I still think I’d have made a good nun,’ she continued. ‘I was doing really well, but when I discovered what was happening to all the money we were collecting in Rio, I started to question everything. I mean, how could they justify paying out bribes to thugs and crooked policemen when small children were—’
    ‘It was a question of survival. You know, I think I did you a favour. You definitely weren’t cut out to be a nun.’
    She felt a little giddy, and hoped he’d hurry up and order some coffee. ‘Maybe not,’ she agreed. ‘I like my work at the charity.’
    ‘Surely you don’t like where you’re living?’ asked Carlos.
    Chloe shook her head, and the room spun. ‘No, of course not. It’s horrid, but it’s all I can afford.’
    To her relief she saw Carlos turn and catch the waiter’s eye. ‘Two coffees, please. You know, Chloe, I might havethe solution to your problem. There are three spare bedrooms in my London house. Why don’t you use one of those?’
    ‘I couldn’t,’ she said hastily. ‘It wouldn’t look right. I hardly know you, and—’
    ‘I don’t live there alone. Livia, my Brazilian girlfriend, has