Secret Obsession Read online Ann Mayburn (The Cordova Empire #3)

Categories Genre: Alpha Male, BDSM, Dark, Erotic, Romance Tags Authors: Series: The Cordova Empire Series by Ann Mayburn
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Total pages in book: 94
Estimated words: 88447 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 442(@200wpm)___ 354(@250wpm)___ 295(@300wpm)
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“Come on,” he smacked my ass. “Drench my cock again.”

I did as he ordered, my pussy going up in flames as I came for what felt like the hundredth time. My mind filled with bright sparks as the world faded away.

Mark growled out a string of curse words as he finally stopped fighting his orgasm and pumped me full of his release. He was so big that the twitch of his cock inside of me was easily felt, and I let out little whimpers each time he flexed inside my overly sensitive sex. I felt drunk as I finally relaxed, my body shivering while what felt like orgasmic aftershocks rattled through me.

I fell forward in a lump, his heart racing against my cheek.

This was quickly becoming my favorite position.

“I came so hard. I think you broke my dick,” Mark said in a deep, gritty voice.

I laughed, then felt the odd sensation of his cum leaking out of me.

His cum.

Something about that niggled my mind, and I froze, then pushed myself up so I could look down at a sweaty, smiling Mark.

“My pills!”

“What?”

“My birth control pills. I’ve missed a day…or two. Shit!”

An almost smug look came over Mark’s handsome face. “Good.”

“Good, what do you mean good?”

“I mean that someday I would love to have a little baby boy or girl with your big brown eyes.”

My insides turned to mush, but I shook my head. “I’m not ready to have a baby yet. I’m…I’m not mother material.”

He frowned, the softness fading from his eyes. “What are you talking about? You’d make an amazing mother.”

“Really? An amazing mother who can’t leave the house for fear of freaking out? A loving mother who can’t go to dance recitals, can’t attend their graduation, who won’t be at their own daughter’s wedding?”

His lips twitched, but his voice was soothing as he said, “I think you’re getting a little ahead of yourself there. Let’s focus on the moment, okay?”

The familiar phrase had me relaxing a bit. In the past, when I’d had a rough day, he’d talk me down, making me aware that I was blowing things out of proportion. I loved that about him, loved the way he took care of me. The way he made my crazy world seem a little less scary.

“Okay.”

“Good girl,” sitting up a little, he smoothed my hair back with a gentle touch. “You did great at the charity ball.”

“Mark, they had to carry me out of there while I had a meltdown.”

He winced a little. “That was my fault. If I hadn’t acted like a jealous asshole, you would have been fine. I watched you, Layla, all night long. You were wonderful. Everyone was eating out of the palm of your hand. And you were having fun.”

Thinking back, I nodded. “I was, wasn’t I?”

“You were. I know what your fake smile looks like. You were enjoying yourself in a big-crowded room full of judgmental strangers. You faced your fears and won. You should be proud of yourself. I know I was.”

A happy little flame of warmth danced around my heart. “Thank you.”

“My point is, I think you’ve been selling yourself short. I think you can handle more than you think you can. You keep…” He let out a huff of air. “You keep holding yourself back. Handicapping yourself. Thinking that you can’t do it before you even make an attempt.”

That happy flame became a burning ember of anger as I slowly said, “Excuse me? Are you saying you think I’m not trying hard enough?”

“No, no. Nothing like that. What I am saying is that our brains like to protect our bodies—it’s kind of their number one job—and our minds can make situations they perceive as being threatening so scary that the dumb body will do what the smart brain wants and stay safe. The problem is, the brain doesn’t always see reality. Sometimes it likes to make things worse than they are in an effort to trick the stupid body into not going into dangerous situations.”

I pondered his words for a moment, then nodded. “Okay, I can see that point of view. And I agree, my fear of public places isn’t rational. My brain does make up danger where there isn’t any.”

“Would you like to try an experiment?”

“Um, maybe? What kind of experiment?”

“I’ll have a prescription for your birth control pills sent to the pharmacy. You’re not ready for a baby yet, and while I can’t wait to see you pregnant with my child, I respect your wishes.” He cupped my neck, rubbing his thumb over the pulse. “But can I ask one thing? Before you take the pill again, can you look up what the affects might be on a baby, just in case my boys can swim?”

I rolled my eyes, his joking helping me deal with this heavy conversation. “It would be just my luck if you were as fertile as Zeus. And how are you going to get a prescription in my name sent to a pharmacy?”


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