Bad Boy Prospect (Alpha Bad Boy Book 2) by Sloane Howell Read Free Book Online Page B

need his touch everywhere at once.
    "I thought about these pants, halfway down your ass...while your big, thick cock thrusted into me. I came all over your dick, screaming your name. Then I sucked your cock and tasted me all over it before you came on my tits."
    I've never spoken that way to a man, but I want to turn him on so bad. I know it's getting to him, but it's true. Every word of it. His hand slides up my neck and he grips me around the cheeks as he stares into my eyes.
    "Wouldn't want to deprive you of your fantasy." He licks his lips and grips my cheeks harder as I coo. "But we do things in the order I determine around here." He leans down into my ear. "Pull my pants down." His other hand releases the snap and unzips them, leaving them tight up over his hips. I start to lean up and grab his pants, so that I can free him to do bad things to me.
    He grabs me by the hair and yanks my head back down to the bed, smiling and never breaking his stare while he shakes his head at me. His eyes dart back and down, and I realize what he wants. It makes me hotter. I spread my legs wider, getting the angle I need and I stare over into the mirror. I watch my legs lift and my heels dig into his waist as he groans, and then I slide his pants down with my stiletto heels t as his cock springs free. It slaps up against my clit over the thin fabric of my panties and my hips arch up into him.
    "Now, about this fantasy—"
    He yanks my panties to the side and glides his huge cock across my slick folds and then up over my clit, coating his length in my wetness.
    "I want your mouth first." His hand fists my hair tight and he leans in, dropping his stare to my bra and lone exposed breast. "Then I think I'll fuck these tits." I grin and he slaps my cheek playfully. "Then I'll make you come on this fucking cock." He grinds his hips again, forcing his cock to stroke back against my clit. My head tries to crash backwards, but his hand in my hair holds it steady.
    "Time to open your mouth and suck me, Doc."
    He leans back and pulls my head up with him until I'm sitting on the edge of the bed while he fists his cock with his free hand at eye level. I stare up at him, then over to the mirror. My body tingles at the view in that mirror. I want to film everything so I can get off to it again later. At this point I would let him do me in the middle of city hall. I'd let him do just about anything to me.
    I lick my lips at the sight of his thick, hard dick. Wondering what it will feel like in my throat. I lick the head and stare up into his eyes, and then watch them roll back into his head. I love the way he tastes, and the semblance of power it gives me, knowing how much he likes my tongue on him.
    I smack his hand away and try to wrap my fingers around the base. I squeeze harder, trying to get them to touch, and they almost do but not quite. It sends a wave of heat through my inner thighs.
    I lift his big prick up and lick him, from balls to tip in one slow, smooth motion. A moan comes from him as he looks back down into my eyes. I don't break my stare as I swirl my tongue around his head. Then I take him in my mouth, trying to lock the way he feels, the way he tastes into my long-term memory. I start bobbing on him, faster and harder, taking him farther into my throat. I feel his hand in the back of my hair and it fuels me to take more of him. I break his stare for a moment to look over into the mirror and all I see is my head bouncing as the upper part of his ass flexes. Then I see his hand in my hair and his head leaning back, and it leaves me wanting more. I shove my head onto him and try not to gag, taking him as far as I can.
    My fingers claw into the thin, stretchy fabric clinging tight to his thighs. I think I might break a nail as his legs stiffen.
    "Fuck, Liz."
    His words are like music in my ears. A hot, sexy melody.
    He stares back down to me and realizes he's lost some of his control. His hand grabs me by my hair and he yanks himself from