Scandalous Read online R.G. Alexander (The Finn Factor #2)

Categories Genre: BDSM, Contemporary, Erotic, Romance Tags Authors: Series: The Finn Factor Series by R.G. Alexander
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Total pages in book: 57
Estimated words: 53872 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 269(@200wpm)___ 215(@250wpm)___ 180(@300wpm)
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God, why wasn’t he touching her? What was taking him so long?

“You should know I’m a sassy submissive,” she offered into the silence. “I have a hard time letting go completely. I always have. I’m also a glutton for punishment.”

He didn’t respond.

“There are different types of subs. Some girls want to be taken care of, or even owned, but I’m not one of them. I like to be earned. To be a challenge. I might do whatever you say, but I’m not above trying to convince you to want something else.”

Still nothing. When she couldn’t take it anymore she lifted her head to find him naked and staring at her body, her handcuffs dangling from his fingers. “Stephen?”

He shook his head. “Your breasts are too damned distracting. They jiggle every time you talk.”

The devil came out again. “You could slick them up with lube and fuck them…if you want.”

Stephen swore, moving closer and tossing the cuffs, lube and a foil-wrapped condom beside her body. “I didn’t know you wanted the lesson to be over that quickly.”

She lowered her arms, using her hands to press her breasts together. “Wouldn’t you like to see how it feels? I know you’ve thought about it before. Sliding your cock between them, each thrust pushing the head of your thick, hard erection into my waiting mouth…”

Stephen spoke through gritted teeth. “This is the sassy part, right? Hands above your head, Natasha, and roll over onto your stomach. Now.”

She hid her smile and did as he asked, putting her arms back over her head. “Whatever you say, Senator, sir.”

Stephen swore again. “Are you going to call me that all week?”

“What? Senator or sir?”

“Stephen,” he rebutted. “You’ll call me Stephen. Or sir.”

She shivered. “Are you sure you haven’t done this before…sir?”

“Believe it or not, I can read, Natasha.” His fingers curled into her hips and dragged her toward him until her feet were on the floor and her breasts were pressed into the mattress. He squeezed her ass cheeks then smacked them lightly. She wiggled her hips in approval, which made him smack her again.

His touch was skilled. More than she’d expected. Whatever he was reading, she wanted a copy.

“I’m not sure this view is helping,” he murmured. “All it’s doing is making me think of things we haven’t done. Things I’d like to do to you.”

There was only one thing they hadn’t done, sexually speaking. Just the thought that he might want to sent a fresh flood of arousal through her body. “I wouldn’t mind.”

“It’s also making me think about spanking you until you think twice about teasing me again.”

No amount of spanking could stop her from doing that, but she didn’t tell him. “I already told you, you can do whatever you want to me. You’re in control.”

His hips pressed against her. “The most dangerous sentence I’ve ever heard.” He spanked her lightly. “And I’m not sure it’s true. I don’t know how I can look at this body and not want inside. I’m not sure I’ll be able to control myself, to keep my hands off you long enough to do what I need to do this week.”

Come inside. Please. “Y-you’ll have a lot of bodies to look at. Male and female. The people attending have a tendency to shed layers in safe group settings. Particularly the submissives who want attention.”

“And you’ll join them, won’t you?” he growled, reaching for her thong and dragging it down to her thighs. “Not just because you’re playing a role. You like the attention too. You always have. At sixteen you liked it.”

She liked getting his attention. When he spanked her hard, she gasped. “You mean my leotard phase? I was in dance. It was required.”

“Only in class. You were at my house, in my backyard, with Jeremy, Owen and Seamus nearly passing out every time you leaned forward or bent over in that thing.”

“You were too cool to notice.”

“I noticed.”

He did? They hadn’t gotten together until she was in college. She’d had no idea he even knew she was alive at sixteen. “Did you like my tight little leotard, Stephen?”

He growled. “I spent a lot of damn time imagining peeling it off of you and feeling like a damn pervert, if that’s what you wanted to know. And nothing’s changed. You’ll go to the party and let everyone see you like this and I’ll just have to sit there and stop myself from responding the way I want to.”

“How would you respond, if you could?”

He didn’t hesitate. “I’d get you on your knees, spread your legs and take you in front of them. I’d make you shout my name so they’d know who you belonged to.”

His possessive tone should have been a turn off. The Stephen she knew wasn’t possessive or jealous. The only emotion she’d ever been sure of when it came to him was desire. But now? Lord help her, she liked it. She loved it. “That’s the beauty of this kind of party. You’re free to make sure they know. To follow your instincts and show them. I promise I won’t stop you.”


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