Free Alpha Billionaire Taboo Prison Break: A Contemporary Romance by Veronica Vaughn Page A

like tiny
sparks of electricity.
    I breathed in, savoring the smell of Eli’s musk.
He was unwashed and dirty, but I loved it.
    His fingertip wandered toward my ribs, then up
to my breasts. My nipples were so tight they nearly hurt. Eli touched one of my
hard little buds with his finger. It was so incredibly sensitive. My voice
trembled as I moaned.
    Eli ran his finger under the front strap of my
bra and pulled it toward him, and he snipped the bra loose with the paring
knife. I gasped with surprise. My breasts spilled out of the bra, and my chest
heaved with excitement. Eli put the knife away, then calmly folded back the two folds of fabric, revealing my breasts in their
entirety. He stared at them and licked his lips as he took them both in his
rough hands, as though testing their weight and shape, getting a feel for them.
Eli kissed one and then the other, going back and forth, licking and teasing my
nipples, sucking them and rolling them in his tongue. I cried out in agony and
ecstasy, barely holding up the weight of my body on the tips of my toes.
    “Oh, Daddy,” I moaned. “Oh, it feels so good.”
    “I didn’t tell you to talk,” he growled.
    I knew I had made another mistake. He tied the
belt even tighter, until my toes were off the floor, my legs swinging
uselessly. My body was so stretched, my wrists and arms were growing sore, but
I didn’t care. I wanted more of Daddy’s punishment.
    Eli stared into my eyes and I felt his hands
aggressively undoing my blue jeans.
    “You belong to me,” he said. “You are mine to do
with as I please. Do you understand that?”
    “Yes!” I cried. “Yes!” I had submitted to Eli
wholly and completely. He could have me however he wanted, and I would beg him
for more.
    Without taking his eyes off me, Eli grabbed hold
of my jeans and panties and pulled them down below my ass.
    Eli yanked outward and upward. The sudden
movement raised my legs and bent me in half, my toes at my eyeballs, as Eli
stripped off my jeans and let them fall to the floor. My ankles fell down and landed
on his shoulders, pinning me in place.
    I yelped with surprise, but Eli only grinned.
    “That’s better,” he said. “Let’s have a look,
why don’t we, at that tight little cunt you’ve been so eager to give me.”

11.

 
    Eli peeled off his shirt, revealing his
delicious chest and abs. He was still wearing his jeans and nothing else. He
kissed my breasts, then kissed my tummy. His head
moved down, down, to the place I wanted him the most. It was finally happening.
I was so overwhelmed by Eli’s touch, but I became self-conscious, too. I hadn’t
showered or trimmed in several days. What if I was a ripe mess down there?
    Eli spread my legs wide open, and I was on full
display for him. I waited anxiously for him to make his move. The suspense was
killing me. I wanted him to do something, anything.
    “God, Avery,” he said. “You are more perfect
than I imagined. I’ve never seen a cunt I wanted more than this one.”
    Eli pushed my legs higher and wider. The motion
swung me backward until my butt was jammed against the wall of the cabin. My
ass hit the wall with a smack that echoed through the plane. Suddenly Eli stood
up, glanced around the cabin, then took my left ankle, raised it high, and
looped a seat belt around it, fastening a crude stirrup that stretched me even
wider.
    Now I was tied by my wrists
and one ankle . Eli held my other leg in his firm grasp. No part of my
body was free.
    He lowered his head again, and I felt Eli’s nose
moving up and down, grazing the delicate lips of my mound as he breathed me in.
The lightness of his touch sent shivers down my spine. I was desperate for more
pressure. His tongue parted my folds, probing inside me, somehow smooth and
rough at the same time, like fine sandpaper. When the tip of his tongue found
my clit a long, low moan escaped my lips.
    My clit was pulsating, and my body was
undulating as I arched my hips, trying to push myself