A Billionaire BWWM Romance 7: The Honeymoon by J A Fielding, Bwwm Romance Dot Com Read Free Book Online

twitched when he noticed juices
flowing out of her.At that moment, he needed every last nerve to keep
himself from claiming her. But when she raised her hips to his face,
he could not hold back. Not this time. He went into her pussy, tongue
deep making her shiver violently against him. What she didn’t
know was that he was stroking himself as he plunged deep into her,
licked, stroked and kissed her. She didn’t want him to stop but
at the same time she wanted his cock. As she lay there, her body
sending a confused emotion through her, Steven could feel her pussy
releasing into his mouth just in time with his climax.
    Julie cried out as she felt her body giving in to the passion that
had built up over the last few minutes as Steven shot his seed to the
ground. By the time the wave passed, they were both exhausted. Steven
was on the floor and Julie was still on the counter panting.
    “Damn baby,” she said under her breath.
    “Was that good for you as it was for me?” he asked even
though he knew he sounded a little too cliché.
    She laughed and nodded.
    “That was amazing,” she said, still shivering. “I
really never want this to end,” she added. Steven would have
wanted to pull himself up to look at her but he didn’t have the
strength to do so.
    “Why would it ever end?” he asked.
    She smiled and shrugged. She looked at the tub and wished she had
started the water when she first came in. She desperately wanted to
clean up but getting up from the tile was a problem. Just then, they
heard a knock on the door.
    “Room service!” they heard someone on the other side of
the door shout.
    “Just in time,” Steven said as he struggled to get on his
feet. He grabbed one of the towels and wrapped it around his waist.
“Need some help?” he asked. Julie smiled and shook her
head. He walked out of the bathroom to the front door and let the
waiter in before he grabbed a bill from his wallet to tip him. The
waiter looked at the hundred dollar bill and smiled broadly before
bowing his head one too many times as he left. Steven wheeled the
trolley to the bedroom and then walked back to the bathroom. “Are
you sure you don’t need any help?” he asked looking at
Julie who was still lying on the counter.
    “Fine,” she sighed.
    He smiled as he picked her up in his arms and walked them into the
bedroom. He carefully laid her on the bed and then walked back to the
bathroom to quickly clean up after himself.
    “ I would hate for my new wife to slip and fall to her death
because I wanted to save my strength by not cumming inside her,” he thought as he wiped down the floor with a tissue. He thentook a washcloth and wet it before cleaning himself up. “Need
a wet washcloth?” he asked.
    “That would be great, thanks,” Julie called out.
    He took another washcloth and ran it under the sink before wringing
it out. He smiled when he walked back to the bedroom to find Julie on
the same spot he had placed her.
    “Maybe it’s a good thing I didn’t let us finish
traditionally?” he asked as he sat on the edge of the bed and
spread her legs. She looked at him and smiled as he slowly began
wiping her down. The cold washcloth was a welcome contrast to her hot
moist core. She closed her eyes. She was still panting. “Here,
have this,” Steven said as he handed her a bottle of water from
the nightstand. She sat up and gulped down the water like her life
depended on it. Steven was now officially worried. “Are you
okay? Did I take you a little too fast?” he asked as he looked
at her.
    “Not at all…I think I just needed to hydrate,” she
shook her head. “I actually haven’t had any water since
the day before the wedding,” she said. Steven felt a wave of
anger washing over him.
    “Do you have any idea how dangerous that is?” he asked.
“You literally burnt through your body’s water storage in
a couple of days,” he said. She smiled. “Stop that. I’m
serious,” he scolded. Seeing her smile sweetly at