Her Asian Billionaire: A BWAM Pregnancy Love Story by BWWM Club, Mary Peart Read Free Book Online Page A

tip of her and rubbed the tip of his penis on her
vulva; sliding it over and over until Rosa wanted to scream in
frustration and desperate need.
    "John
please," she whispered.
    "I
want this to go on as long as we are able," he told her tightly
as he held his erection between his hands and entered her again. "I
want it to last," he told her with a gasp as she pulled him in
deeply; wrapping her legs around his waist and forcing him to
increase his pace. He held her gaze with his as he moved inside her
rapidly, gathering her close to him; bringing her to the brink and
then pulling back before finally taking them over the edge. His
hoarse cries mingled with her sobs as she closed his mouth over hers,
pulling her tongue as he bathed her with his semen, gripping her
tightly as she came all over him. The force of it was almost too much
for them as their bodies clung to each other and shuddered as the
passion tore through them; taking them and suspending in a vortex
that would not stop spinning.
    He did
not stop; moving inside her slowly as he kissed her deeply; his chest
covered in dark springy hairs, grazing her hard nipples and sending
electric shocks through her already passion filled body. He was still
hard inside her and after what they had just done, she found it hard
to believe as he thrust inside her; his tongue touching hers; his
teeth grazing and tasting. He reversed their position and she was on
top of him, his hands holding her firmly as he pushed inside her,
rotating his hips, his eyes holding hers seeing the look of shocked
pleasure on her face as he moved within her. He could not get enough
of her and he knew beforehand that being with her this way was going
to be incredible but he had no idea how much. She held him like a
vice grip sucking him inside her and squeezing every last drop from
him.
    He had
spent years honing the fine art of lovemaking, after all it was part
of his heritage and he knew where to touch a woman to set her off but
this time he was tumbling along with her. His penis swelled inside
her and with a muttered oath he lifted himself up and pushed her a
little way from him, fastening his mouth on one of her nipples,
sucking it inside his mouth as he pushed his way inside her. Rosa
cried out, gripping the sheets as her body convulsed under his
skillful mastery of her body. She came again, her body grinding down
on his and he came shuddering inside her, his mouth still fastened on
her breasts as she cried out his name over and over again.
    They
stayed like that for a minute or two, long enough for the shudders
that rocked their bodies to quiet down and John pulled her gently
beside him. Rosa rested her head on his shoulder, her arm curled on
his chest; she was still recovering and could still feel his mouth on
her breast and his penis inside her. She had been with two men in her
entire twenty eight years and she had never experienced something as
mind blowing as what she had experienced just now.
    “Comfortable?”
he murmured, his voice a deep rumble against her cheek. She nodded;
still not sure she was able to speak just yet.
    She
raised her head to look at him. He did not look at all superior like
one who had made love like no other; instead he looked at her like he
could not get enough of her. “Where did you learn to do all
that?”she asked him slowly. She wanted to run her hand down his
flat stomach to where the hair tapered off to his pubic area, which
although was semi erect, still managed to look as if it was ready to
go another round.
    “I
am Chinese,” he told her huskily as if that explained
everything. “To us lovemaking is an art and we take a lot into
consideration.” He was not boasting, just stating a fact and
Rosa realized with a slight shiver that she was starting to feel
things she was not sure she should be feeling.
    “I
have never felt like that before,” her hand drifted down his
stomach and in fascination she reached for his penis, touching and
holding.
    “What
are you