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“Kneel.” The one word I’ve refused over and over from Carter brought me to my knees. My words tripped over one another as I tried to apologize or hide what I was doing.

But I’ve always been a terrible liar and he knew better.

“Open your mouth.”Hearing him give me the command made my pussy hot and clench with desire. He throat fucked me. A punishment, I suppose, but it’s not what it was for me.

With my fingers digging into my thighs, my eyes burning, and my breath cut from me, he shoved himself down my throat. And I was nothing but wet for him.

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“Tell me you don’t want me right now,” I offer her. “Tell me you don’t want me to sink deep into you and fuck you how you deserve to be fucked… and I’ll leave.”
My heart thrums, hating that I’ve given her an out. But I know Allie; I know what she wants, and I can give it to her better than any other man.
“I’m not a liar, Dean,” she says quietly, and I watch as she catches her bottom lip between her teeth. “Yeah, I do.”
“Say it.”
“I want you. I want every inch of you.”
“Good,” I say and start to lean forward, to kiss those plump lips of hers, but she surprises me, dropping to her knees.
She doesn’t say anything as she unbuckles my pants and I let her lead… for now.
A little give, and a little take.
Her small hands pull my jeans down in a single tug and my thick cock juts out right in front of her face. A small gasp slips from her lips and I love how her eyes widen. I stroke my dick once, rubbing the precum already leaking out at the thought of her mouth on me over the head.
Before I can even take my hand away, she takes a quick lick of my head, her tongue slipping along the slit and making me hiss.

excerpt from
It's Our Secret by Willow Winters

He was right when he said I was in need. And letting this man do whatever he wants to me would soothe an ache I've had for days. A pent-up need that's been dying to be sated. It would be everything I've needed since I gave my ex the finger and fell down the black hole of an endless to-do list.

Of course it would. Look at him, in his expensive suit with his thumb still tracing a path on my lip and his eyes on mine. He's hot. He's more than hot. He's everything I could possibly want in a man. Physically, at least. It doesn't matter that he's an arrogant asshole. I can still hate him as much as I did when I first stormed in here, but right now ... I'm worked up and hot for him.

When his eyes finally open and he stares back at me with an intensity that burns inside of me just the same, I barely speak, "I didn't leave anything outside."

Before the last word is spoken, his lips are on mine, devouring them. Both hands cup my face, pulling me in and my hands splay against his broad chest. He's all man beneath the suit. Strong muscles bulge and tense.

The layers of fabric between us are in the way and I do my part to help strip them off. Adrian isn't hesitant about a damn thing. His hands roam, his lips mold against mine and with every small movement I make, he does tenfold. I don't think a man like him is capable of being timid about anything. He puts his tongue in my mouth, glides it against mine, and seems to taste me more deeply than any man ever has before. Wanting more and earning small sounds from me as his hands roam and the zipper is pulled down my back. The chill of the air greets my bare skin and I have to break the kiss, breathing in the cool air as I arch my neck and throw my head back. Adrian doesn't stop, doesn't pause for anything. His nimble fingers work my dress, sending goosebumps down my skin where his fingertips leave traces of his heated touch.

As I stare up at the ceiling, he leaves a trail of openmouthed kisses down my neck. Hot and greedy, it's enough to pull me back to him.

To rid myself of any thoughts other than those drenched in lust.

Hot desire prickles over my skin and I find myself kissing him back, maybe a little desperately. Shamefully so. I've always wanted to be kissed like this. It's every girl's dream to be kissed like the other person can't get enough of you. It's only fair if I kiss him back just as hard and make him think I want this. Adrian can think whatever he wants about me. He can think I hate him. He can think I'm melting for him.

If I'm going to do this, I'm going to take as much as I give.

All I care about is the way it's going to feel when he takes control of all the heat between my legs. Will he kiss me there too? Will he be just as ravenous as he is now?

He kisses me harder, demanding more with a rumble from deep in his chest when he puts his hand on one of my legs and slides it slowly up under my dress. There's no hesitation at all with this movement. He got all he wanted from me when I told him I wasn't leaving. Now I'm his to take.

He pauses there before breaking our kiss and letting me breathe, his hand gripping my upper thigh. It's only then that I feel his cock pressed against my leg.

He's hard and I wasn't mistaken earlier ... no wonder he's so fucking arrogant.

From Tell Me You Want Me <3

It turns me into a woman I don’t know. A woman who five minutes ago was coming in here to tell him to keep his hands off my department. Now I’m so hungry for his touch that I practically throw myself into it. Adrian doesn’t allow it. He takes what he wants, and he pushes me away from him, one hand splayed across my chest while reaching for his belt buckle with the other. His cock springs out with a flash of lust in his eyes. “Spread wide, Suzette.”
I obey and he pulls my hips closer to the edge.
His eyes sweep down to my spread legs and he groans, his hand working at his cock. He wants the same thing from me that I want from him. He wants to work off some of the tension from endless meetings and boardrooms and constantly working, constantly holding everything in.
With a hand on the back of my head, he bends low to kiss me as he nudges the tip right where I need him. Adrian isn’t taking time to make sure I’m ready and he doesn’t have to. I’m more than ready for him. He pumps his hips and I hang on to the desk to stay on it.
Fuck! He fills me with a single hard thrust, his hand coming down to brace my ass so he can fuck me deeper. My hands fly to his shoulders, needing to hold on to something more solid. My body’s hot all at once and tense. My heels dig into his ass.
“Fuck,” I moan. Not slowing down in the least, Adrian’s lips find mine again. “Fucking perfect,” he groans. I bury my head into his chest, my eyes closing and my teeth biting down on my lip as he fucks me like he owns me. He whispers, “Take it like a good girl.”
A cold sweat covers my forehead as I pull away, stifling my moans as best I can.
It’s dirty to do this and so wrong. It’s against every rule of office life to spread your legs on a man’s desk … especially when he’s your boss. And certainly when he’s your boss’s boss. My body doesn’t care. It clenches around him, making him grunt, and his lips capture my screams of pleasure. My release builds and rises like the tides on the shore until it’s crashing down on me. The only option I’m left with is to hang on for dear life.
 

Snippet from Tell Me You Want Me by Willow Winters

“Do you want me to play with you in the car on the way to dinner or not?”
Her simper grows wider. “That depends. What exactly do you have in mind for my punishment?”
Her chest rises with a heavy breath and her skin flushes as I unzip my pants and pull my cock through. At the sight of a bead of precum, Suzette licks her lower lip. I pat my lap. “Lay your head here and put your ass up on the seat so I can reach you.”
Lying across the seat, her buckle still in place, she eagerly takes the head of my dick in her mouth, moaning and sending soft vibrations of lust to run through me.
I stifle the groan and press the intercom button for Noah. “Go round the block if we get there before I call up.”
“Yes, sir,” he answers back just in time for my little vixen to pull herself off my dick with a little pop. She works my length as she looks up at me, a perfect view of her breasts on full display.
“Back down, take your punishment like a good girl.”
She asks breathlessly, her lips already reddened and slightly swollen, “This is my punishment?”
Smirking down at her, I take my time, pulling up her dress and feeling her bare pussy already wet. “My cock is to keep you quiet.”
She eases herself back down my length and I palm one globe of her ass before squeezing it and then the other, warming her ass up.
“You’re going to take my cock as far down your throat as you can,” I tell her, lowering my lips to be closer to her ear. “And I’m going to toy with you, spank you, and bring you to the edge.”
Her gorgeous blue eyes look up at me through her thick lashes and I swear it’s the most beautiful sight I’ve ever seen. “Don’t you dare bite me,” I warn her before slapping my hand against her ass. It’s enough that my palm stings, her mouth opens wider and my cock drives deeper into the back of her throat.
She sputters. The sensation of my cock being pressed against the back of her throat feels like heaven.
My middle finger drops lower, playing between her folds as I wait for her to readjust. With my toes curled, and her mouth already bringing me close, I spank her ass again and again. Two quick strikes and she cries out, whimpering and pulling off my cock.
Thank fuck.
Barely containing myself, I tsk her as if she isn’t doing everything perfectly. Everything is just as I want.
“Adrian,” she pleads, but doesn’t object, taking a moment to readjust, the leather groaning beneath us.
“You’re doing well,” I say and comfort her, rubbing soothing circles against her heated skin. With her lips putting pressure on the head of my cock, she works her way down again and I’m quick to decide on the punishment in my head. There’s no fucking way I can get through ten of these. “Two more,” I barely get out, the pleasure building.
I make them harder than the first two, and the slaps resonate in the small cabin.
She groans, her cheeks hollowing and her brow pinched until I massage the sensitized skin and then lean over more. With one hand splayed across her back, keeping her down, the other is in the perfect position to play with her pussy.
She jerks on my cock as I dip my middle finger inside her, curling it and finding that sweet spot. I know the moment I hit it because she writhes for me, unable to stay still.
Thank fuck. “I want to feel you come on my hand,” I tell her and she mewls. She fucking mewls for me and then she moans my name as if she’s already on edge.
I’m merciless as I finger fuck her, desperate for her to come before I do. She loses her composure, pulling off my cock and opting to pump me with her hand so she can breathe in short pants.
“Adrian.” She says my name as if she’s begging.
“Come for me. You’re such a good fucking slut for me, taking whatever I give you.”
“Oh my fuck,” she says as her hands grip my thigh, her back arches and she cries out her pleasure into my suit pants, burying her head there and leaving my cock aching with need.
When she spasms around my fingers, I swear it takes all of me not to come undone with her.
“Good girl.” The praise comes with deeper, calming breaths and she pushes herself up with chaotic ones of her own.
She glances down at my erection as I pull out a tissue to clean up after her release. I save my fingers for last.
The moment it looks like she’s going to attend to me, I tell her to wait. “When we stop, I want my cock buried inside of you.” Surprise lights her eyes. With her lips still parted, I run my thumb along her bottom lip. “As good as your mouth is, I think I’d rather bring you to the edge again.”
And that’s exactly what I do. I fuck her hard enough to rock the car in the dock’s parking lot after asking Noah to take a walk so we could have a moment. I have her bite down on the leather to keep her as quiet as she can be.

From Tell Me You Want Me - by me!

“I want you to look at me,” I tell her although I’m breathing heavily. I feel her swallow against my grip and then she nods. Lining up my dick, I press the head between her folds and she shudders beneath me.
Her soft moan vibrates against my hand and then I slam all of me inside of her. Every bit of me, and I watch her eyes widen and her mouth drop open with a sharp gasp.
Fuck! She feels too good and she immediately spasms around my dick. I can’t move or breathe. If I do, I’ll cum with her without a second thought.
It takes every ounce of control I have to keep my eyes on hers. To watch her so I can remember this forever.
Her body trembles as she tries to bow her back, but I’m holding her down, making her take it all. Her hands reach up to her neck. Her nails are digging into my fingers as I thrust again and again, tightening my grip but still letting her breathe. Yes! I love how she lets me own her body. Mine. All mine.
Her cunt tightens around my cock to the point where it’s fucking stroking me the way I am her. The room is filled with the noises of me fucking her relentlessly.
I loosen my grip as I pound into her and she sucks in a deep breath. Feeling her pant and struggle against me, my lips slam against hers. With her chest pressed against me, I can feel her heart beating just as hard against mine.
Her nails rake down my arms and I can tell she isn’t sure if she wants to cling to me for dear life or shove me away. I lift my lips from hers to breathe and she screams out my name with reverence. Her reaction only makes me fuck her harder, with every ounce of energy in me. Mine.

From Possessive by W Winters (me <3 )

“You think you can play this good girl act with me, but I know who you really are.”

She looks confused and then pissed. “I never said I was a good girl, and I’m not putting on an act.” She speaks through clenched teeth with her hands balled at her side. It really pisses her off when I call her that. That’s good to know. I like ticking her off and getting her riled up.

“So what? You’re a bad girl then? Just like I said, you think you’re a bad ass. You’re not.”

She huffs a laugh and rolls her eyes. She literally doesn’t give a shit. I need to instill fear into this broad. I’ve given her too much length on her leash.

I look her in her eyes and lower my voice.

“I could fuck you raw in the front of this building, and no one would stop me. No one would say shit to me.”

Cuffed Kiss by Willow Winters

“You’re hot for me,” he says into my mouth. “I knew you would be the second you started to mouth off to me.”
Adrian strokes against the fabric and when his knuckles brush against my clit I’m all too aware of how sensitive I am for him. My head lolls to the side and I sink my teeth into the fabric of his shirt. My hands fist his dress shirt, pulling it from his suit pants with a desperate need for it to be ripped from him and get on with it.
“Good girl. Such a good little slut for me.”
My back arches and I rock myself into his hand. “Fuck you,” I mutter but even as I do, the pleasure builds and Adrian chuckles. He’s playing me like a toy. The words make me hot even though I know they shouldn’t.

Tell Me You Want Me by Willow Winters (office romance)

I struggle to say or do anything, staring at me and for the first time in over a year, feeling wanted. Truly wanted.
When his fingers dip inside of me, not deep, only testing, two things happen at once. My bottom lip drops and I moan from the sudden pleasure. And Zander hisses, “fuck.”
HIs eyes shut and he stills for a moment. A long enough moment that I question him.
“Do it,” I utter and in an instant, he’s flipped me over so I’m on all fours. His hand that was at my throat fists the hair at the nape of my neck. His knee is on the sofa, my ass pressed against his jeans. With my back arched, he tugs just slightly.
Again my heart races. He’s not gentle with me as he grips my hip, and lowers his lips to the shell of my ear. “Do not test my control, you will regret the punishment immensely.”
The battering in my chest is a war drum. “Yes, sir.” I answer without hesitation. “I will not do it again.”
The desperation for him to reward me, to believe me, not to punish me by denying me this is far too much, far too quickly. I want him more than I’d ever admit.
A chill graces my backside as he moves away and his grip loosens. For a moment I fear he’ll leave me like this, still gasping for breath and wanting. My apprehension vanishes when he pushes his fingers inside of me, curling them and stroking the front wall of my pussy while his thumb brushes against my clit.
My words are intelligible as I drop my face into the pillow.
His touch is ruthless, and draws out a deep need that’s been hidden for far too long.
He finger fucks me until I’m a puddle beneath him, sated and breathless.
I stay as I am, my ass in the air with my dress flipped down my waist after my second release.

Snippet from Secrets & Submission

I slowly pace the room, letting the sound of my shoes clacking against the floor startle her. My eyes are on Dahlia, watching her every movement. Her breathing picks up as she realizes I’ve come back for her. With her blindfold on and her wrists and ankles tied to the bed while she lies on her belly, she’s at my complete mercy, and she knows it.
The sight of her bound and waiting for me is so tempting. I force my groan back.
Her pale, milky skin is on full display as she waits for me. I’ve left her like this deliberately, in this specific position. She knows now not to move, not to struggle. She knows to wait for me obediently, and what’s more, she enjoys it.
The wooden paddle gently grazes along her skin, leaving goosebumps down her thigh in its wake. They trail up the curve of her ass, and her shoulders rise as she sucks in a breath. Her body tenses and her lips part, spilling a soft moan. She knows what's coming.
She’s earned this.
She lied to me.
And she’s going to be punished.
She doesn’t know this is for her own good. She should, but she hasn’t realized it yet.
I’m only doing this for her. She needs this.
She needs to heal, and I know just how to help her. The paddle whips through the air and smacks her lush ass, leaving a bright red mark as she gasps, her hands gripping the binds at her wrists. I watch as her pussy clenches around nothing, making my dick that much harder.
Soon.
I barely maintain my control and gently knead her ass, soothing the pulsing pain I know she’s feeling. “Tell me why you lied to me, treasure,” I whisper at the shell of her ear, my lips barely touching her sensitive skin.
“I’m sorry,” she whimpers with lust. I don’t want her apology. I want her to realize what she’s done. I want to know why she hid it from me all this time. She’ll learn she can’t lie to me. There’s no reason she should.
Smack! I bring the paddle down on the other cheek and her body jolts as a muffled cry leaves her lips, her pussy glistening with arousal.
“That’s not what I asked, treasure.” My tone is taunting. She needs to realize what I already know. She needs to admit it. To me, but mostly to herself.
I pull away from her, just for a moment, leaving her to writhe on the bed from the sting of the paddle.
I didn’t anticipate our relationship reaching this point.
In the beginning, I thought this would be fun. Just a form of stress relief for me.
But things changed.
I bought her at auction, and now she can’t leave. She’s mine for an entire month. But the days have flown by, and the contract is almost over.
I need more time.
I’m going to make this right. I’m going to heal my treasure.
If it’s the last thing I do, I'll give her what she needs. What we both need.
She parts those beautiful lips, and hope blooms in my chest.
Say it, tell me what you desperately need to say.
But her mouth closes, and she shifts slightly on the sheets before stilling and waiting patiently for more.
I pull my arm back and steady myself.
Soon, she’ll realize it. My broken treasure. Soon she’ll be healed, but that won’t be enough for me anymore. I want more.
Smack!

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