Her Sweet Liberation: Billionaire Secrets - Book Six Read Online Free PDF Page B

that bitch hadn't ruined him when he was a teenager then maybe he would have been able to just lie back and take it from her like a man. Maybe if could trust her the way she was trusting him then Lindsay was the woman to heal him of that sadistic experience.
    Maybe, but first he had to heal her and with their shared experience, maybe he was the only person able to do this for her.
    She was fully naked now but he still had most of his sharp clothes on. As exciting as that felt Lindsay still wanted him naked. ASAP. Her hands pulled at his shirt and at the belt of his pants but he pushed them away.
    "Just let me undress you." She pleaded. "Then I'll… I'll try to do it your way."
    Dale normally did his own undressing. He preferred to be in control that way, but he knew better than anyone what Lindsay was struggling with inside to let him do this. If he expected her to be strong then he would have to face his own demons as well.
    He drew his finger slowly back out, massaging seductively across her clit as he did so and felt the rush of blood to his cock as she responded so perfectly to his touch. She was like no other.
    "I give the orders." He said. He needed to be strong and in command now more than ever. If he showed weakness then she would lose confidence in him. Things had to be done his way, for both their sakes.
    "You can undress me." He said. "But you do it my way. You do as you're told."
    She nodded and pushed herself up to her elbows. This was good, he was breaking down giving ground.
    His shirt was open and his tie still hung around his neck. She got to her knees in front of him on the bed and then took a moment to appraise the job in hand before making her first move. This was going to be good. She had undressed all of her boyfriends at some point and usually they were more than happy to submit to her, but she had never unpackaged one like this before. The perfect six pack half-revealed between the folds of his shirt were an invitation to instantaneous multiple orgasm on the spot. She hesitated. The man was beyond sculpted. This was the kind of body you were born with. No amount of working out and protein shakes could give you this without the freak of nature genetics that turned out a man like this once in a generation.
    Would her own very average body be enough to satisfy him once he got inside her?
    Would she let him down?
    She didn't get long to think about it.
    "Take my shirt off." He ordered her. "But don’t touch me yet."
    She was afraid even to look down at her own pale flesh and compare it to his naturally tanned Mediterranean tone. She needed more time. This was too much. Or was it exactly what she needed? Maybe for once in her stubborn life she needed to just listen and obey instead of always fighting to be on top of everyone, metaphorically and literally.
    "I'm not asking Lindsay. We just made an agreement, now you need to shape up.   I allow you to undress me, this one time only, and in return you lie down for me and you let me take you any way I want to. It's pretty simple." He stared at her with his intense eyes. "Now get this shirt off me because frankly I need to be undressed. Urgently." He patted the struggling bulge in his pants. "You've been fucking with my head for months and with my balls for weeks. Now get moving."
    She reached up to his broad shoulders and slipped back the shirt without touching him. Her pert and erect nipples came close to his hard chest and she felt his male heat against her quivering female flesh.
    "I'll lie for you." She said, close to his chest and looking down along that chiseled abdomen to his hips and thighs. "But in return you have to lie for me too."
    He looked down at her soft auburn hair. He had been dreaming about it every night and waking up wet, unsatisfied, somehow always missing the peak in his dreams but exhausting himself nevertheless in the process. He had never been able to come in erotic dreams which only made things worse. He leaned down to smell her