A Secretive Deal with My Billionaire Boss novel Chapter 81

Madison

“I’ll take you to dinner at hidden gems where no one knows us,” he continued, his voice dropping lower. “Show you places that’ll take your breath away. But afterward?” His grip tightened. “I’m going to fuck you senseless in ways you’ve never imagined.”

My breath caught. “You sound very sure of yourself.”

“I am.” He pressed me against the balcony railing. “I’ll wine and dine you properly. Take you to art galleries, private concerts, and secluded beaches. But don’t think for a second that I won’t bend you over my desk the next day.”

“Mr. Knight!” I tried to sound scandalized, but my body betrayed me, pressing closer to his.

“What? Too crude for you?” His laugh rumbled through his chest. “Should I use more romantic terms? Make love to you?”

I rolled my eyes at his mocking tone. “Romantic terms are boring. They sound like something from those cheesy romance

novels.”

“Is that so?” His fingers traced up my spine. “That’s why I prefer to be direct. Tell you exactly how I’m going to spread those gorgeous legs and fuck you until you scream my name. How I’ll make that tight pussy mine over and over.”

Heat pooled between my legs at his words. “Mr. Knight…”

“Or how about when I bend you over this railing?” His hand slid down to grip my ass. “Make you come while looking out at this view. Maybe even spank this perfect ass when you try to hold back those delicious moans.”

My breath hitched. “Someone’s feeling descriptive today.”

“I could go on.” His lips brushed my ear. “Tell you how I plan to tie you to the bed. Use my tongue until you’re begging. Fill that sweet cunt with my cock until you’re dripping with my cum.”

“You certainly have a way with words.”

“Would you prefer ‘making sweet love under the stars‘?” He chuckled darkly. “Or should I tell you how I’m going to ravish every inch of your body until you can’t walk straight?”

Before I could respond, his mouth captured mine in a searing kiss. His tongue swept inside, claiming and demanding, making my knees weak. He tasted like coffee and pure sin, his hands gripping my hips to pull me closer.

The kiss deepened, turning hungry and desperate, My fingers tangled in his hair as he pressed me harder against the railing, his arousal evident against my stomach.

His hands slid up my sides, thumbs brushing the curve of my breasts through my blouse. A gasp escaped me, swallowed by his mouth, still claiming mine,

“You drive me fucking crazy, Madison,” he growled, trailing kisses down my neck. His hands cupped my breasts, squeezing gently, sending a jolt of pleasure straight to my core. “I can’t get enough of these perfect tits.”

“Mr. Knight,” I breathed, arching into his touch. His fingers found my nipples, pinching them lightly through the fabric of my bra. I could feel his cock, hard and insistent, pressing against me.

“You like that? When I play with these beautiful nipples?” He rolled them between his fingers, drawing out a moan from deep within me.

“Fuck, you’re responsive,” he murmured, his mouth capturing mine again. His hands slid down to my ass, gripping it firmly, pulling me closer so that his cock pressed right against my pussy. Even through our clothes, the heat was intense.

I could feel the dampness between my legs, my thong soaked with desire. His fingers traced the edge of my skirt, teasing the

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skin beneath. “You’re wet for me, aren’t you?” he whispered against my lips. “I can feel the heat coming off your pussy.”

Before I could respond, he yanked down my skirt in one swift motion, leaving me exposed. The cool breeze hit my thighs, making me shiver. His eyes darkened with lust as he took in the sight of my damp thong.

“Fuck, Madison,” he growled, his hand sliding over my ass. “Look at you.”

His lips crashed onto mine again, a desperate hunger in his kiss. As he devoured my mouth, his hand came down hard on my ass with a sharp slap that sent a jolt of pleasure–pain through me.

I gasped against his lips, the sting making me even wetter. His fingers dug into the soft flesh of my ass as he spanked me again,

harder this time.

“Mr. Knight,” I breathed when we broke for air.

He chuckled darkly, gripping my hips and pulling me flush against him. “You like that, don’t you? Being spanked like a naughty girl?”

His words sent a rush of heat straight to my core. “Yes,” I admitted.

“Good.” He slapped my ass again, leaving a burning imprint on my skin. “Because there’s no one around to hear you scream.”

He pulled me closer, grinding his hard cock against my pussy through our clothes. “It’s nice to fuck outside where we can be as loud as we want,” he murmured into my ear. “No one to judge us.”

His hands slid up to cup my breasts through my blouse, squeezing them firmly. “I love these tits,” he said, his thumbs brushing over my nipples. “Can’t get enough of them.”

“Mr. Knight,” I moaned as his hands worked their magic on my body.

He pulled back just enough to rip open my blouse, buttons flying everywhere. My bra barely contained the swell of my breasts, and his eyes darkened with desire.

“Fucking perfect,” he muttered before lowering his mouth to suck on one nipple through the lace fabric.

The sensation was electric; his tongue flicked over the sensitive bud while his teeth grazed it lightly. My knees buckled, but he held me up effortlessly.

“Goddamn,” he growled against my skin. “I could suck on these nipples all day.”

He switched to the other breast, giving it equal attention while his hand slipped between my legs to rub against my soaked thong. His fingers pressed against the fabric, drawing out a moan from deep within me.

“Goddamn, Madison,” he growled, eyes darkening with desire. “You’re so fucking wet.”

His thumb found my clit, circling it through the damp material. I arched into his touch, my body betraying how much I needed him. He pinched my nipple with one hand while the other continued its relentless assault on my pussy.

“Please,” I breathed, barely recognizing my own voice.

“Please what?” He teased, his fingers sliding the thong aside to touch me directly. “You want more?”

“Yes,” I gasped as his fingers slipped through my slick folds.

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