Blessed (The Dark Billionaire, #7)

Blessed (The Dark Billionaire, #7) by L.N. Pearl Read Free Book Online

Book: Blessed (The Dark Billionaire, #7) by L.N. Pearl Read Free Book Online
Authors: L.N. Pearl
Tags: Erótica, Romance, Sex, sexy, Contemporary Romance, Billionaire, office
celebrate our honeymoon...”
    Jennifer raised her hands to her mouth and closed her eyes. She felt totally blessed. “I don’t know what to say, Bruce. It’s really amazing.”
    “You don’t have to say anything. I just hope that you’ve appreciated your massage because you’ll need to be in shape,” he said, sliding a hand between her thighs. Jennifer moaned and felt her channel burning immediately. She grabbed his hand and pressed harder.
    “You’ll need a massage too,” she said, biting her lips. “I’m so horny that you will have to work very hard to satisfy me...”
    Bruce started to rubbed Jennifer’s wet clit and pussy lips. He kept looking straight ahead, trying his best to stay in control of the helicopter while he was masturbating his wife. Jennifer moaned and made sure to gasp loudly in the headset to turn him on. She reached for his crotch and felt his cock growing bigger and stronger.
    “Having an erection?” She teased him.
    “If I was more confident, I’d ask you to suck me but we’ll have to wait for that.”
    “It’s very tempting now that you’ve mentioned about it.”
    “I don’t want you to bite me if I lose control. I’d better wait...”
    Jennifer laughed and released his cock from his pants. He was hard and his head was red, swollen with blood and pulsating. She stroked him slowly but firmly, grabbing his thickness vigorously. Bruce was panting, opening and closing his mouth in pleasure. He withdrew his hand from between her legs and apologized.
    “I can’t do too many things at the same time,” he said.
    “I can...”
    “I prefer it when it’s wet.”
    “Okay,” she said. She licked her hand, coating her palm and fingers with saliva, and stroked him again.
    “Better?” she asked. “Keep your eyes open, baby...”
    “Jesus... Jen, I’m coming. You need to stop or to find something to clean my sperm... God...”
    Jennifer didn’t stop. She spread her legs and with her free hand, she removed her wet panties.
    “We’ll use this,” she said, dangling her musky underwear under his nose.
    “Thank God. You’re the best...”
    Jennifer twisted her hand, rubbing his cock from every angle possible. She caressed him luxuriously, stroking up and down, working her wrist to increase the delicious friction against the length of his massive dick. She went from his shiny head down to his base, coating his cock with saliva and precum. Then, Bruce jerked and grunted. She felt his hot sperm squirting against her panties and dripping along her hand. She licked her fingers, swallowing every single drop of semen and threw her underwear out of the window.
    A few minutes later, they landed on top of the magnificent yacht. The crew came to welcome them and brought them inside to have lunch. Jennifer had never seen anything like this. This boat was way more luxurious than many houses and apartments in New York. Everything was covered with beautiful mahogany, white leather and chrome. It was definitely the ultimate billionaire’s toy.
    “Where are we exactly?” She asked after they finished eating. They were on the deck, wearing swimsuits and sunglasses. Jennifer was on her stomach and Bruce was applying cream on back. They were completely alone. The crew had been asked to stay inside.
    “We’re not too far from Cannes.”
    “I’d love to go shopping there...”
    “We will. Maybe tomorrow?”
    “Why not this afternoon?”
    “I just thought you’d be tired with the jet-lag.”
    “I’m okay.”
    “Fine, then. Up to you.”
    Bruce kept spreading cream on her back and removed her bikini. “You don’t want to have tan lines, do you?”
    “I don’t mind as long as you keep taking care of me,” she said, now completely naked.
    He went down to her legs, and covered her whole body with sun lotion. Jennifer closed her eyes and felt his weight, as he rubbed his hard cock between her ass cheeks. His abs were pressed against her lower back and their sweat, mixed with the lotion,

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