All Chapters of Read Between The Thighs: Chapter 11 - Chapter 20

JADEHe yanked the pen out with a wet, heavy pop, leaving me empty and gasping. I was a wreck—sobbing, shaking, my pussy walls twitching for a release I wasn't allowed to have yet.​"Tell me what you are," he commanded, his fingers sliding into the wetness the pen had left behind, hooking deep and pulling. "Tell me who you belong to while I decide whether to break you or fuck you."​"I'm yours! I'm your slut!" I wailed, my body sagging against him, completely broken. "Please, Ryan... I can't take it anymore... I'm so wet... please..."​"You’re not even close to done," he growled.​He gave me one final, stinging slap—the hardest one yet—that left me gasping for air. He stood up abruptly, yanking me by my bound wrists so I stumbled after him, my legs weak, as he dragged me toward the king-sized bed.​He didn’t lay me down gently. He tossed me onto the bed, my bound wrists flying over my head. I scrambled back against the silk pillows, my hair a wild mess across my face, my breath comin

JADE​"Yes! Yes, Ryan... please!Make me your slut!"​I was hitting my third, fourth peak—my brain was starting to short-circuit. Every time he hit that spot, my body bucked, another wave of pleasure crashing over me until I couldn't even form words. I was being used properly, every inch of me occupied by himJust as I thought I was reaching my limit, Ryan hauled me off. My legs were so weak they barely held my weight, but he didn't care. He dragged me across the plush carpet toward the full-length mirror near the window.​"Look at yourself, Jade," he growled, spinning me around and slamming my palms against the cool glass.​I gasped, my breath fogging the mirror. I looked like a disaster. My hair was a wild nest, my face was flushed a deep, messy red, and my skin was glowing from the friction of his hands. I could see the marks beginning to form on my hips where he’d been gripping me. He stepped up behind me, his heat pressing into my back.​He grabbed my hair, yanking my head back so

​JADE She kept her eyes locked on Ryan, her hand reaching out to brush his arm. I felt a surge of heat that had nothing to do with the metal inside me. It was pure, unfiltered jealousy. ​"Good to see you too, Serena," Ryan said, his voice smooth and professional. ​Serena laughed, a sharp, tinkling sound that grated on my nerves. She leaned in closer, her fingers grazing his sleeve. “Always so tight lipped. So you won't tell me who your company for tonight is?” ​Ryan shifted, his hand tightening on my hip. "This is Jade. She’s my secretary. A contract employee. I’m testing her out to see how she handles a night like this." Secretary? The word felt like a slap. I looked at him, my eyes narrowing. I knew what we were doing, but hearing him say it out loud in front of this woman made my blood boil. Is that how you fuck your secretary, Ryan? Until she's gasping and blacking out? I wanted to scream it, but I kept my face blank. ​Serena finally looked at me, her eyes raking over

JADE​Ryan didn't say anything for a long moment. He just looked at the signature, then his hand moved to the nape of my neck, his fingers digging in just enough to make me tilt my head back.​"Good girl," he whispered. "Now, I think you’ve had enough 'business' for one night. Go get in the shower. I’m going to join you in five minutes”​"The shower?" I teased, leaning into his touch. "Are we going to talk more about the clauses?"​"No," he said, his voice dropping into a dark, gravelly register. "We’re going to talk about the part of the agreement where I get to do whatever I want with you. Starting with making you forget that Serena woman even exists so you don’t waste time and energy you should use on me, on someone beneath you."​I bit my lip, the heat flaring up in my chest. I turned and headed for the bathroom, feeling his eyes on me the entire way.​The shower was massive, a glass box that looked out over the city. I stripped off the red dress and stepped into the steam, letti

RYAN ​I sat at the head of the table, clicking my pen.To anyone else in the room, I was the cold CEO of Dexter Industries, listening to some local company beg for my money. But inside, I was vibrating. My skin felt too tight. ​Across from me, Celia was talking, but I didn't hear a word she said. My eyes were locked on her sister. Jade. ​It had been four weeks since that dream. I don’t do "fate," and I don’t believe in destiny. I believe in results. When I woke up that morning a month ago with her face stuck in my head, I didn't pray about it. I called my team and told them to find her. I didn’t care what it cost or how many laws I had to bend. I needed to know if she was real. ​And here she was. In the flesh. ​She looked exactly like the file I’d been obsessed with for the last twenty days. Same hair, same wide eyes. But the file didn't tell me she smelled like vanilla, didn't tell me how much of a daring little fox she was, touching herself with my pen yesterday. I almost