Richard's Reign (Book 6): Enthrall Novella #3 (Enthrall Sessions)

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Authors: Vanessa Fewings
Tags: Erótica, Literature & Fiction, BDSM, Romantic Erotica
drink in her beauty - the impossible hallucination of a madman, this striking creature writhing in my arms?
    “What?” she whispered, looking crestfallen that I’d stopped.
    I spanked her ass. “Always my way.”
    With my arms on her hips I spun her around to face the tile. Her back was now to my front, her hands gripping the pool ledge and her knuckles white. Thighs trembling as she arched her spine back and rubbed her butt against my groin, begging with her twisting hips for me to reenter her.
    Water lapped around us.
    Her craving made her wild; her widening thighs proving her yearning.
    Propelling my hips forward I drove back into her.
    “Yes!” She fell against the edge.
    Forcing through the resistance of water, I delivered slow steady thrusts, my muscles taut with tension, my desire burning me up.
    That lone leaf bobbed by, and though her gaze caught it, she no longer cared.
    I reached around her waist and my hand slid down to her sex. I flicked her clit in time with my pummeling.
    Her yell made my cock spill its pre-cum inside her.
    “Andrea, I solemnly swear to teach you how to breathe underwater.” I strummed her slowly now, circling, applying more pressure. “Now, come for me. Come hard and prove to me you’re mine.”
    She climaxed - screaming my name.

CHAPTER 10
    THREE DAYS.
    Three long days since I’d seen Andrea.
    A slow-burn approach was best, nothing too drawn out. Short, sharp intensive sessions so she got what she needed from her experience and she and I could remain professional.
    The chaotic dance beat pulled me back and my gaze rose to take in the high ceiling of The Manor, its impressive light display almost blinding. We had a great view of the dance floor from our private VIP section and the booze flowed.
    But I wasn’t drinking tonight. A late night session neared. Andrea had entered my life in a whirl of wild spontaneity and I couldn’t wait to truly show her the scene.
    Perhaps, I mused, I was subconsciously protecting myself from her. Andrea had a way about her that could render a man useless if he didn’t guard his heart. I couldn’t cope with another romantic disaster. Keeping my subs at arm’s length was a specialty of mine and there was no need to break that habit now.
    Just this morning her signed submissive’s contract had been personally delivered to Enthrall by Sienna. Her shy assistant had handed that sealed envelope over to me in my office and then scurried away as though I might spank her.
    Our world - a hedonistic palace of pleasure - would always be a mystery to those on the outside. The true value of what we did at Enthrall was a well-kept secret.
    Arianna, Shay’s girlfriend and submissive, was here, as was Scarlet, Lotte, and Penny, who’d brought her husband Miles. He sat in the corner sipping a Martini, seemingly content with people watching.
    I’d looked forward to celebrating Scarlet’s birthday, and I also had some fantastic news to give Cameron, after spending the day working on his financial portfolio. But it also meant he and Mia might soon turn up their PDA. I wasn’t ready for that.
    My heart and mind was still reeling from losing my girlfriend.
    I’d thrown myself into projects at Enthrall and had dedicated the last few days going over the designs for a new playroom. The lavish dungeon with its deep reds, the finest Italian leathers, and state of the art chrome equipment was coming together perfectly.
    I tried not to dwell on that other unobtainable beauty in my life and it was working pretty well, right up until that music video came on the big club screen and lit up the dance floor. Andrea Buckingham’s face stared down with her big brown eyes full of wonder, as band member Dillon Rave dragged her over to ride on the back of his Harley.
    “Damn, that girl’s pretty,” said Scarlet, staring at up the screen.
    I was shaken out of my melancholy trance.
    Both of us continued to watch the drama unfolding - Andrea storming away from Dillon after

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