ROMANCE: BILLIONAIRE ROMANCE: Tempted Pleasure (Bad boy Alpha Male Pregnancy Romance) (New Adult and College Contemporary Romance) by Jane Price Read Free Book Online

beautiful occasion of Danny and I's first time in bed together.
    The memory was soft and warm and fuzzy, nostalgic and bittersweet. Prior to Danny, I had had very few sexual partners, and for his part, he said the same was true of him. Still, though, he'd had more experience than me I think, and though I felt a little bit clumsy and awkward in certain capacities, he managed to steer me through things very capably, to not only help me navigate our love but to reach such dizzying heights of ecstasy that I could scarcely even believe it.
    We had begun to kiss on his sofa, his lips hot and wet and sweet, running along my neck and his teeth sinking gently into me, filling me up with so much unbridled desire that I began to push my entire body into him, wanting to be scooped up into his arms and held tightly there forever.
    I began to kiss him even harder, pushing my tongue into him and drilling it toward the back of his mouth, gouging into his beautiful mouth and consuming him as deeply and as thoroughly as I could manage.
    I could feel myself beginning to burn for him as his hands slid along my body, touching and prodding, getting a feel for me, and then sinking in, holding on for dear life as I dissolved into a liquid puddle in his grip.
    In any other relationship I'd been in, I'd always been just a little bit hesitant when it came to sex. Not resistant, or unwilling, but uncertain of myself, unsure whether what I was doing was the right thing for me or my life, even when the physical act itself might have been bringing me the utmost of pleasure.
    But with Danny, there was none of this doubt whatsoever anchoring me down- no feeling of speculation or second-guessing myself, no fear that this was just another guy who wanted to use me up and didn't give a damn what the extent of the relationship might have been beyond that and that alone. I wanted him, badly, perhaps even more fiercely than he himself wanted me, and it was showing in the way that I was embracing him, with the utmost passion.
    Before I knew it, I was dry humping him, on top of him and pushing my body into him, and it was almost embarrassingly clear to him that I was more than ready for this to be taken to its next logical step. He lifted me into the air, sweeping me across the room with his hands on my ass for support, his touch sinking into me and affecting me more intensely than ever.
    Almost the moment I hit the bed, it was as though my clothes began to melt away from me, dissolving to the floor and leaving me hotter than ever in my nudity, my bra, my panties, everything stripped away, so that I was wet and sweaty and vulnerable, yet oh so willing to be taken by him.
    Then, he peeled off his shirt, and even now the memory of the fabric peeling away from his massive, toned chest sends goosebumps shooting across my skin. His massive pecs thudded with his breath as his arms seized a hold of my waist, taking a firm grip on me as he began to lower his head down between my legs.
    I cringed, eyes wide, pushing up from the bed as his lips kissed those of my pussy for the first time, surprising me, not expecting oral sex on his part this very early on in the relationship. I sure as hell wasn't complaining about the fact, of course, as he dug his capable tongue deep into my cunt like a spade, twisting through me and shifting the earth of my body around, swiping through the floral folds and nibbling on me so perfectly that I thought I might meet an untimely demise before all was said and done.
    His head bobbed rhythmically between my trembling thighs as he ate me, forcing my legs to close, to collapse around his precious skull with a vice-like force, nearly crushing the beautiful man, as at last he hit the sweetest of sweet spots, and sent wave after wave of sweet, splendid orgasm shooting uncontrollably through my body.
    Finally, he pulled his lips out of me, and climbed up from the bed, his hand on his jeans as he extricated himself from them, his erection, at this point,