Rapine 2: Ravished by the Billionaire (The Trophy Wife) Read Online Free

shoulders.
    “I trust you,” I murmur. “Mmmm,” I moan, in need of him and relishing his touch.
    “I need you to completely let go,” Julian whispers.
    I close my eyes. “I completely let go.”
    “I want to ravish you,” Julian whispers seductively in my ear.
    “You can do whatever you want to me,” I whimper, in desperate need of him already.
    “In that case, I will have my way with you tonight after dinner,” Julian says calmly and unemotionally.
    I pop my eyes open. What about now?
    “For now, I will make yo u so fucking sore, that you won’t be able to sit properly at dinner.”
    Julian grabs a soft wash sponge, adds some body wash to it, and begins to rub my neck and shoulders. Then he gently rubs the sponge down along my arms and back, massaging my back in circular motions. It feels so heavenly. I let out a sigh of pleasure.
    Julian turns me around to face him in the bath. He shoots me a fierce, penetrating stare, the kind that makes me weak in the knees and makes me want to submit to him entirely.
    I follow his gaze down to my breasts. He rubs the sponge around each nipple , instantly turning them hard. I look back up at him as he massages my breasts with the sponge. He is gazing intently at my breasts. I moan as I feel my nipples get unbearable hard and I tremble as I feel myself rage with desire for Julian.
    Julian rubs the sponge on my stomach, massaging in circular motions around my belly button, still gazing intently at my breasts.
    H e commands me to stand up. He works the sponge along my thighs, behind, and legs. Once he finishes, I get back into the water with him.
    He emb races me. “Hope you liked that, baby,” he whispers.
    I nod and gaze into Julian azure blue e yes, melting, and close my eyes, leaning in for a kiss.
    “I enjoyed that much more than you did, believe me,” Julian whispers, b efore planting his lips on mine and taking me deeper into my journey of desire. I savor his soft, luscious, sweet-tasting lips over mine. I moan into his mouth. We stay lip-locked for a while. I feel myself tingle in anticipation down below.
    Julian runs his hands down my body and enters my entrance with his two fingers. He rubs my spot with such skillfulness that if he didn’t periodically stop and massage my perineum, I would climax.
    Julian’s eyes are fixed o n mine dominantly, possessively, as he rubs and hit my spot expertly with his fingers and watches my response.
    I moan in pleasure . Julian has great power over me, just his glance, just his touch, drives me to insanity. I want him inside me now.
    I am so impatient with Julian. N o man has ever been able to produce such a quick response in me. How will I ever control my reaction to Julian? I’d like to be able to just relax and enjoy the foreplay for once rather than getting all worked up and wanting him to fuck me right away. In just minutes of foreplay with Julian, I’m a trembling mess.
    Julian senses my need for him . He gazes deep into my eyes, lifts me out of the water, and turns me around. I position my hands on the edge of the hot tub, and bend over, exposing my rear end for him.
    He grabs my rear end hard and savors it’s roundness with the palms of his hands, massaging in circular motions. He clasps the sides of my waist and positions himself behind me.
    I feel his hardness pressing against my rear end. I hope he’s not planning on going there . I’ve only done that once before with Derek.
    R eading my thoughts, Julian whispers, “You’ll get used to it and you’ll like it.” He moves his hips forward and backward, rubbing his increasingly hardening length against my rear end. Oh no, he’s going there.
    “I don’t think I can handle it,” I protest. Ten inches of Julian! Anywhere but there! However, I stay in position for Julian.
    “Don’t worry , baby, just relax,” Julian reassures me as he continues to rub up against my rear end with his increasingly hardening length. “If it becomes too much just tell