A Secretive Deal with My Billionaire Boss novel Chapter 163

Chapter 163

Madison

He withdrew his fingers suddenly, leaving me empty and aching. “Turn around.”

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I did as he ordered, my ass stinging pleasantly where he’d spanked me. He looked me over, his eyes lingering on the diamond necklace at my throat, then lower to my breasts and between my legs.

“On your knees,” he commanded.

I sank down, the plush carpet cushioning my knees. He stood over me, still in his boxer briefs, the outline of his cock straining against the fabric.

“Take it out,” he said.

I hooked my fingers in the waistband of his underwear and pulled them down. His cock sprang free, thick and hard, already leaking at the tip. My mouth watered at the sight.

“Open,” he said, his hand tangling in my hair.

I parted my lips, and he guided himself into my mouth. The taste of him was intoxicating. I took him as deep as I could, relaxing my throat to accommodate his size.

“Fuck,” he groaned, his grip tightening in my hair. “Your mouth feels amazing.”

I hollowed my cheeks, sucking harder, using my tongue to trace the veins along his shaft. His hips began to move, fucking my mouth in shallow thrusts.

“Look at me,” Alexander commanded.

I raised my eyes to meet his gaze, never breaking rhythm. The intensity in his stare made my core

clench with need.

“Fucking perfect,” he growled, his fingers tightening in my hair. “Such a good girl, taking my cock so well.”

I moaned around him, the vibration making him hiss with pleasure. His pace quickened, pushing deeper until I felt him hit the back of my throat. Tears pricked at the corners of my eyes, but I didn’t pull away.

“That’s it,” he praised, his voice strained. “Take all of it.”

Just when I thought I might need air, he pulled out completely. A string of saliva connected my lips to his cock as I gasped for breath.

“Stand up,” he ordered.

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I rose to my feet, my knees slightly sore from the carpet. Before I could fully straighten, he grabbed my arm and spun me around.

“Kitchen. Now.”

He guided me with a firm hand on my lower back, his other hand occasionally delivering sharp slaps to my ass that made me yelp and quicken my pace. The cool marble of the kitchen island came into view, gleaming under the soft lighting.

“Bend over,” he instructed, pushing between my shoulder blades until my chest met the cold surface.

I gasped at the temperature shock against my breasts, my nipples hardening instantly.

“Spread your legs wider,” he commanded, kicking my feet apart with his own.

I complied, feeling utterly exposed and vulnerable. His hand came down hard on my ass, the sound echoing through the kitchen.

“Count,” he demanded.

“One,” I gasped.

Another slap, harder this time. “Two!”

By the time we reached six, my ass was burning, and I was embarrassingly wet. His fingers trailed between my legs, confirming just how aroused the spanking had made me.

“Fuck, you’re dripping,” he said, sliding two fingers inside me without warning. “You like being punished, don’t you?”

“Yes, Mr. Knight,” I admitted, pushing back against his hand.

He added a third finger, stretching me deliciously. “Such a tight pussy. I can’t wait to feel it again around my cock.”

His free hand reached around to pinch my nipple, rolling it between his fingers until I cried out. The dual sensation of his fingers inside me and the pain–pleasure at my breast had me teetering on the edge already.

“Don’t you dare come yet,” he warned as if sensing how close I was. “Not until I say so.”

He withdrew his fingers suddenly, leaving me empty and aching. I heard him moving around behind. me but didn’t dare look back.

The refrigerator door opened, followed by the sound of ice clinking in a glass. My body tensed in anticipation.

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“Stay still,” he ordered.

The first touch of ice against my heated skin made me jerk and cry out. He traced the cube down my spine, leaving a cold water trail dripping down my sides. When he reached the small of my back, he circled the ice lower, teasing the crack of my ass.

“Please,” I whimpered, not even sure what I was begging for.

“Please isn’t specific enough, Madison. Tell me exactly what you want.”

The ice moved lower, circling my entrance where I was hot, wet, and desperate.

“Please fuck me,” I gasped as the ice pressed against my clit, the extreme temperature making me shudder.

“Not yet,” he said, reaching for another ice cube. “I’m not done playing.”

He pressed the new cube against my nipple, making me arch my back and cry out. The sensation was overwhelming – painful yet exhilarating. He moved to the other breast, giving it the same treatment until both nipples were painfully erect.

“Turn around,” he ordered.

I pushed myself up from the island and turned to face him. His eyes were dark with lust as they raked over my body – from the diamond necklace at my throat to my ice–hardened nipples to the apex of my thighs, where I was slick with want.

Without warning, he lifted me onto the island. The cold marble against my spanked ass made me

hiss.

“Lie back,” he commanded.

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